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“What were the last words you said to me on the phone in the UK?”
Chapter Eleven
Shit. He wanted to discuss that now? After the mind-blowing exchange we just had? Why did he want to rehash my ugly behavior now? Couldn’t he wait and make me grovel in the morning?
Joshua chuckled. “You’re as easy to read as a novel, sweet girl. Yes. We’re going to discuss this now, then you can sleep.”
I squared my shoulders and nodded. “I meant it when I told you before that I was sorry for being so rude and hanging up on you. I don’t know what more I can say other than I’ll never do it again.”
“No, you won’t, because I won’t tolerate it.” His even tone didn’t hold a drop of anger or disappointment. “I denied your orgasm for a reason, but you chose not to accept it. Instead, you slammed up your walls and pushed me away, refusing to accept my Dominance.”
“I know. I’m sorry, Sir.”
“You now owe me two punishments, little one.”
“Two?” I blinked. “So, you’re not going to accept my apology?”
“Oh no, I accept your apology wholeheartedly. The problem I have is you didn’t communicate with me—well, that and calling me a son of a bitch and hanging up on me. I didn’t like that very much, either.”
“I suppose asking for a postponement of my sentence to get some sleep is out of the question?”
“Absolutely.” He smirked then patted his lap. “Climb up here and lay across my lap. Let’s get this over with, so we can put this behind us and get some sleep.”
Joshua’s laid-back tone confused me. It lacked a level of disappointment and felt weirdly passive. Where was the anger…the censure? Punishment was supposed to come with a heavy dose of guilt, a need to make amends for displeasing the Dom. The way Joshua presented it felt almost as undeserving as the spankings I took at Genesis.
When I didn’t move, Joshua silently shifted on the bed, watching me closely.
“Do you need to hear that I’m not pleased with you? That I’m annoyed by your lack of respect and I am disappointed in you?” Using that damn potent Dom voice, dripping with scorn, he narrowed his eyes.
Bingo. Yes, it was exactly what I needed, because almost instantly a black, oily sludge raced through my veins. Contrite and suffused in rejection, I rose from the floor and positioned myself over his knees.
“I’m sorry, Master,” I whispered heartily as I glanced at him over my shoulder.
Joshua leaned over and kissed my cheek. “I know you are because you’re willing to prove it to me, little one.”
Straightening, he drew his hand into the air. I dropped my head. Clenching my eyes and squeezing my butt cheeks together, I waited for the pain.
He landed his hand with a stinging slap.
“Ouch,” I groused. “That hurts.”
Joshua chuckled. “Yes, it’s supposed to. That’s why it’s called punishment.”
“How many of these do I have to take?” I hissed.
“As many as I think you need. Stop complaining and count for me, girl.”
Turning up the volume on his Dominant edict, a shiver rippled through me as he slapped my ass again, harder.
“Two,” I yelped.
“No, that’s one, sweetheart.”
“But you already—”
“I can start from the beginning again if that’s what you’d like?”
“One,” I shouted.
