34:good girl

                                    

                                          
𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐀 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐓𝐓
I had got a bag packed from home and was on my way to Christians. He was next to me in the black range drover, we hadn't spoke much, probably because we both knew what was happening when we got back. 
I would be lying if I said I wasn't a little nervous. I mean my past experiences with sex wasn't great at all, what if I panicked, what if I wasn't good at it. 
"Here boss" the front driver said, I should really get his name. Christian unlocked his door and I did the same, getting out the car. I grabbed my overnight bag and shut the door behind me. 
He walked up besides me and took my bag out my hands. 
"Thanks pumpkin" I smiled and he kissed my forehead. We began to walk to the front door of the apartment complex. 
We made our way through the doors and up the elevator until we got to his door. He took his keys out his pocket and unlocked his door. He stood aside so I could go in first, I was so happy he was picking up on manners. 
I walked in a put my small shoulder bag down on the side while I heard him shut and lock the door behind us. I walked into his open plan lounge and sat on the sofa edge, looking outside over the city. 
I felt him come up behind me and his hands snaked around my waist, pulling me into him from behind. I chuckled and stood up, with him behind me. I felt his lips connect with my neck and he began to leave small kisses over it. 
"I think you need to be punished for your little stunt earlier, don't you think mi amore" he whispered into my neck. I immediately nodded and he let out a satisfied hum. "I want you in my bedroom, underwear only, legs spread, on my bed, waiting for me" he said. 
I felt my pussy drip at the thought of what he was going to do to me, how he could make me feel. I turned around so I was face to face with him. 
"Do you understand" he asked. 
"Yes, I understand" I agreed and he smirked. He let go of me and I got the hint that I was meant to leave. I left the room and began to undo my shirt and kick my shoes off before I even got in his room. 
When I got to the door of his bedroom, I was in my bra and skirt. I pushed the door open while trying to wiggle out my skirt. The skirt slid down my legs and I pulled the door to as I got in. I climbed on the bed and got comfy. 
I remembered what he told me to do and laid in the middle of the bed with my legs spread, waiting patiently for him. 
The waiting felt like forever. I felt my panties get wetter by the second, my pussy beating almost as much as my heart. My heart beat picked up when I heard footsteps coming towards the bedroom. 
I bit back a smile when the door opened and Christian stood shirtless at the door. He hummed in satisfaction when he looked at me and walked in, closing the door behind him.
He looked back at me and began to walk over to me. I swallowed thickly in anticipation. 
"Why do you think I'm going to punish you Camila" he spoke as he stood at the end of the bed. I looked down to his crotch to see him rock hard. I looked back up to his eyes and gave him puppy eyes to try soften his mood.
"I was a brat" I said quietly. 
"No, you were a horny little brat, say it for me mi amore" he said, clearly taking back all dominance.