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A look of satisfaction filled his face. “Good, because I promise I’m not going to let you fall.”
This wasn’t how he’d expected his night to go. He’d thought he’d come to the club as usual, watch a few scenes from the safety of the bar, then go home to his cold, lifeless house. Instead he was staring down at the most beautiful woman he’d ever met. She was kneeling on the ground, not in the correct position but he’d teach her that. Her hair was tied back in a long ponytail, and there was plenty of her creamy skin on display tonight. Her full breasts were barely contained in a corset that cinched in her tiny waist. She had a curvy figure, large breasts, a small waist that flared out into wider hips, and a magnificent ass. That quick view he’d had of her butt just wasn’t enough to satisfy him. He moved his gaze lower, to her bare pussy. He couldn’t see much with her legs pressed together, but that was going to change. He was going to explore her pussy to his heart’s content.
His balls tightened to the point of pain. He needed a distraction. He looked around for her stuff, spotting her skirt and panties on a stool nearby.
“Where are your crutches?”
She blinked, looking a bit surprised by the question. “Doc said I’m okay to walk without them.”
That seemed a bit soon to him.
“Your ankle isn’t sore anymore?”
“It’s fine.”
He hated that word. Fine. That could mean anything. He decided he would keep a watch on her anyway.
“Can you walk or do you wish me to carry you?”
“Uh, I can walk.” Her eyes were wide. “Where are we going?”
“To a quieter spot. We need to have a little chat.”
“A chat?” Was that a note of disappointment in her voice? Well, she didn’t know what sort of chat he had in mind. “Can I have my skirt and panties back then?”
“You can have the skirt, but not the panties.” He tucked those into his back pocket. “You won’t be needing them.” He didn’t even know why she’d bothered to put panties on. And if she thought she was going to keep the skirt, she had another think coming.
He held out a hand to help her up, keeping hold until he was certain she was steady. Then he watched her dress, taking in his fill. Both sets of cheeks were red by the time she’d managed to get her black skirt back on. She stared at him. “What now?”
“Now, you follow me.”
He turned and walked towards one of the dark alcoves. He didn’t glance back to see if Molly followed. Either she would or she wouldn’t.
Damn, though, he hoped she did.
When he reached the alcove, he sat on the large, leather couch, watching her approach. Her gaze was wandering around in interest. Saxon was right, she’d be a challenge. One he looked forward to.
He widened his legs. Then pointed to the floor between his feet. “Kneel here.”
Her eyes widened, and she hesitated. He got that this was hard for her. She was a strong, independent woman. She wasn’t used to following orders, but earlier she’d dropped to her knees at his command. This was something she needed. She’d known it herself, which is why she was here. He hadn’t seen it at first. Maybe because he’d known that if she came here they’d end up like this. Or maybe because the thought of her playing with someone else drove him crazy.
“Molly, I’m not going to ask again. I’ll just turn you over my knee and give you ten for disobeying me.”
Her breathing quickened. Yeah, she needed this.
She knelt. His body tightened. Fuck, yeah, he needed this as well. Maybe he’d been wrong to think he’d never take on a submissive again. He’d missed this, being in control of a submissive’s needs, wants, and desires. Molly was nothing like Rebecca, yet she was exactly what he desired right now.
“Good girl,” he told her in a warm voice. She needed some reassurance. He patted the inside of his right thigh. “Put your face here.”
She moved quicker this time, placing her face against his leg. His cock hardened further. “That’s it, kitten.”
She stiffened slightly, and he had to hold back a grin. She was a kitten with a bite. She would certainly keep him on his toes—and make him feel alive.
He moved his hand to the nape of her neck, pulling out the tie holding her hair. Her deep red tresses flowed around her shoulders and down her back. That was better.
“From now on, when we’re playing you’ll have your hair down, understand?” He tilted her chin up, staring down into her eyes.
“You intend for this to happen more than once?”
