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Harper stays on my lap and lays her head on my chest. “Always the phone. Why do you get so many calls? Go ahead, take it,” she murmurs. “You have to, don’t you?”
I nod, answering, “It’s Aria,” and put the phone up to my ear.
“Aleks, we need to talk. It’s… it’s very important.”
“Are you alright?”
“Yes, I’m fine. I just found some information that you need to be aware of, alright?”
“I’ll call you back in ten. Does that work?”
“Yes. But Aleks? When you call… make sure you’re alone, please.”
A strange request, but that’s fair enough. We have to be discreet.
I hang up the phone and kiss Harper. Her skin’s warm from the yoga session, her hair a little damp and tousled. I run my fingers through it.
“You were disrespectful just now, weren’t you?”
“How so?”
“You were testing the boundaries. Being disrespectful talking about your husband, as if being married to a Romanov isn’t an honor.”
She nods and bites her lip, her eyes alight as I silently gesture for her to stand then bend over my knee. I shake my head.
“You should talk about your husband with respect. Did you already forget the rules we went over before we got married?”
“Oh, right,” she says with a teasing lilt in her voice. The fabric of her workout outfit whispers against her perfect skin as I pull her leggings down to expose her tight ass, barely covered with a teeny wisp of a thong.
When I place my palm on her skin, she shivers. I caress first one cheek, then the other, taking my time. I know how she is. I know how to make her wet for me.
I palm her ass firmly, building the anticipation while I lecture her.
“When you talk to others about your husband, don’t you think the right thing to do is to be respectful? Tell me.”
“Yes, of course,” she says, nodding. Her cheeks are flushed from her anticipation and her head-down position over my lap. “I was only teasing.”
The first slap lands and she hisses in a breath. She fucking loves this. “Good. I’m glad to hear that,” I tell her, right before I deliver a second smack, then a third. “You should behave yourself,” I warn. “I’ve given you time to get used to things.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
I give her another slap. “Watch that tone.”
I spank her until her skin is bright pink and red hot to the touch. “Have you learned your lesson?”
“Have I?” she whispers, parting her legs as if to welcome me.
“Jesus, how am I supposed to get any work done under these conditions? I want to be sure you’re going to behave yourself.”
“Of course I am.”
“Are you going to obey me?”
“Mmmm.”
“Good. Then stay over my lap.”
“Aleks!” There’s so much I want to do to her, but I’ve treaded lightly. Our first night together indicated to me how afraid she was of being touched. I won’t use her or abuse her in any way.
