Sometimes it takes more than an online test to figure out just how much of a brat you really are.

He knows I can get in my moods. My hormonal, pissy moods where I can be a bit short with everyone. He’s starting to realize that these moods are the best for putting me in my place.

I came home from work to dinner made and a hot bath already drawn for me. *hes buttering me up*, I told myself. I sip my wine in the bath and ponder what he’s up to.

As I drain the tub and throw on a bathrobe, I hear him moving from room to room. Opening doors, shuffling around boxes. He shuts the bedroom door as I leave the bathroom, instructing me not to go in there yet.

I made a sassy remark about doing what I want and move towards the door. Before I take more than two steps, he closes the gap between us and instantly has a fire in his eyes.

He puts his hands on my shoulders and presses me against the wall next to us. “I *said*” he begins, as one hand wraps around the back of my neck and grabs my hair; “not to go in there yet”. He’s kissing his way up and down my neck as he’s talking, sending goosebumps all over my body.

I can already feel myself ready to retort with another sassy remark but before I can speak, his lips are on mine. He his face just far enough away to growl his next sentence:

“You have two minutes to get the toys you think I’ll want to use, place them on the dresser and get in my favorite position to have you in”. He smirks at the blush spreading over my cheeks. “And if you forget a toy, I’ll make damn sure that you remember next time.”

He reaches around me and opens the door.

*to be continued*.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/c5z0ek/sometimes_it_takes_more_than_an_online_test_to