The wood floor is cold and hard on my knees as I brace my weight on my hands, surprised to suddenly find myself face down and ass up because Sebastian wants to prove a point. The point being I’m louder than I think I am. Loud enough our new neighbors will possibly hear me moaning and begging for more of whatever he gives me which is probably true but I’m not going to stop him from making an example of my ass. Literally. He yanks my pants down with a sharp tug. The soft fabric bunches around my knees as…