EMILY'S POV
Ronald's eyes blazed with intensity as he tilted my head,our gaze locking in a fierce stare. My hands remained glued to the table, frozen in anticipation of the punishment.
Instead of pain, I felt Ronald's kiss melt into mine,his tongue ravishing my mouth with a rough,hot pleasure. I felt my breath catch in my throat as he deepened the kiss,his hands caressing my body slowly.
His hands caressed and traced every curve and corner of my body. I felt my cunt drip as his hands set me on fire. But even as my body responded to his fiery touch,my mind recoiled in horror. I can't get carried away by pleasure this time. I need to say something.
With every ounce of strength in me, I pushed him away, gasping for breath as our lips parted. “Ron…Ronald,” I panted,my chest heaving with exertion.
For a moment, Ronald's eyes seemed to burn with an inner fire,his gaze scorching mine with a fierce Passion. But then slowly,he withdrew,his face smoothing into a calm mask.