Velvet’s POV

He pulled up smoothly, his window down. His eyes locked on me for a second—cold, emotionless. My knees felt a little weak.

“Get in,” he said.

I slipped into the front passenger seat, closing the door gently.

“Did I warn you not to mingle with boys?” he started.

I blinked. “Huh?”

It was quite surprising for the first question.

“You pretend not to know what I mean?” My face shook, left to right. Punishment loomed but when I remembered what punishment it was, I prostrated over him. My face on his thighs.

Close to his cock.

“Your first day and you've already begun flirting with a naked ass,”...