Robert’s hands come to settle on my waist, and he turns me around almost instantly. He picks me up and places me on the small coffee table, on my hands and knees. We’re facing the full-length mirror, and he pulls off his shirt, pushing back his hair. One hand grabs my jaw. “Don’t you dare close your eyes. You’re going to watch. If you close your eyes, your ass will bear the brunt of it. Do you understand?”

I nod mutely, my body brimming with nerves and passion.

His smile is deep and ...