“Oh," I said, obviously startled by him blocking the door. I swallowed hard as my eyes darted back downward, trying desperately to avoid his searing, deep emerald gaze. It was damning, yet my toes curled with need in seeing him in such a raw state. When I stole another peek into his face, I immediately regretted it. He did not look happy. In fact, he was scowling. He looked so …so …fierce.” SpankingErotica RomanceErotica BdsmDubious Consent Book:Judge's Chambers: A Due Process Erotic Short Story Source: Judge's Chambers: A Due Process Erotic Short Story