[Music Recommendation: A House In Nebraska ~ Ethel Cain]
Oriana gasped when Adric pushed her over the table; there was something about it that made her stomach churn desperately in need.
Adric stood behind her, looking at his woman, his eyes roaming all over her body. "The dress looks beautiful on you," he muttered, his fingers tracing down Oriana's back until he got to her womanly curves. Adric squeezed them gently before he spanked her, causing Oriana to let out a small cry.
"Since you wanted me to pay to have you, I should probably treat you that way. Yes?" Adric's voice had something edgy in it that made Oriana unsure of how to reply.
She always had something to say and was ready to argue, forgetting the type of person Adric was for a moment.
"T-hat I-" Oriana stuttered, trying to form words while keeping her mind away from what Adric was saying at the moment. She didn't know when it went from love talks to being bent over the table.