"Are we going to make love?"
"Is that what you want?"
"Yes, more than anything."
"Then we will, right after I spank you."
I couldn't imagine what my face must've looked like with the amount of disbelief that embedded in my mind. "What? Spank me?"
He chuckled. "Don't look so shocked." His hand circled around me and eased me closer. "You turned eighteen and I'm going to give you eighteen swats. It'll make you even wetter and then we'll make love. I promise you."