The approval was gratifying, and he ground himself against her again, need filling every corner of him. Before he did anything,t hough, he grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it over her head and tossed it aside.
He moved them to the bed first pulled his robes over his head and sat down on the edge. Though it was tempting to simply have her lean over the edge of the bed so he could see her, he wanted to feel her this time.
"You have been such a bad girl," he growled at her and pulled her closer, manhandling her just enough to pull her across his lap. He didn't do anything immediately--rather, he unclasped the back of her bra first and let it fall away, her breasts falling free of the confines.
He took a second to tweak a nipple before flipping her skirt up over her arse, thinking he might have to have her dress as a school girl one day and play out a detention or a Head Girl fantasy. He ran a rough hand caressingly over her bum for a second before pulling it back and giving her a good sharp slap, the sound resounding in him.
He repeated the caress and then did it again, two smacks this time, loving the sight of the slightly reddened skin blooming from where he'd touched her.