Their punishment was done for the day and Waytt and I went to his guest bedroom." Want to shower?" he asked. 

" No, I'm good," I said. It was a little chilly. He took off his shirt and my gaze roamed over his god-like muscular chest. He was curved perfectly, sure the creators took special time to make him because no one could compare. My pussy was pulsating at this point yet not all his clothes were off. Wyatt smirked and his eyes were darker than ever now. He smelled my arousal. He gestured for me to stand up and I obliged. He caressed my face and bent down to...