CHAPTER 200

  Olivia's POV

  Before I could respond, his lips captured mine again, a commanding kiss that stole my breath away. I felt his hand move under my dress again, the heat of his palm searing against my inner thigh. And then there it was, the sharp, hard slap against my pussy that made me yelp and arch my back.

  "Fuck!" I gasped, my hands gripping the sheets.

  Christopher chuckled darkly. "That's right, Olivia. Let's see how much discipline you actually need." He reached into his pocket, producing a silk blindfold. "No peeking."

  I let out a little whimper as he slid the blindfold over my eyes, my world dissolving into darkness.

  I felt the cool brush of his fingers against my skin as he began removing my dress, his touch both possessive and gentle. "No need to rush," he murmured, his breath warm against my ear.