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“That you’d put me on stage the way those women were.”
“I’ve done that with my submissives,” he conceded.
“I know. And you talked like I was a submissive in training.”
“I’m not sure of that,” he said.
“That’s what I mean, Reg. I worry that I’m not going to live up to your expectations, and at the same time, I’m not sure if I want to anyway. Your world fascinates me, but I don’t know if I have a place there. What I really want is you.”
He listened carefully. He’d never had a conversation like this one, never been close enough to any woman to speak this way. “You know what worries me, Jocelyn? I wonder if suddenly you’ll take off on me, leaving me with all these emotions I’ve resurrected for you hanging out all over the place.”
“Then this is difficult for both of us,” she acknowledged.
He eyed her for some time before he spoke again.
“So, what conclusions did your hours of contemplation bring you to?” he asked.
She hedged, realizing that being open with Reggie wasn’t easy, and the longer she was with him, the more she opened herself to be hurt.
“I do want a relationship with you,” she confirmed. “I don’t know what else to say right now. The other night alarmed me, but it didn’t scare me away.”
“Then perhaps we should spend more time communicating our feelings, rather than guarding them.”
“Strange to hear you say that,” she said.
“I don’t think so. I’m a practical man, communicating seems the most practical solution. But you start this running away crap again, and I’ll be tanning your ass more than you can bear.”
“I’m glad I shake you up,” she said.
“You do that,” he agreed. “You may think I’m a cold and emotionally distant, but sometimes, Jocelyn Killian, you’re as enigmatic as a spring wind.”
“Doesn’t that make me more endearing?”
“Infuriating perhaps, endearing, I’m not sure. I do know that you are, without a doubt, the most brilliantly creative business women I know, and side by side with that is the most perplexing streak of mischievous brat I’ve run into in a long time. And yesterday, you managed to add reckless into your pot of screwball tricks.”
“I think I’m self sufficient, and I forget there are people that care about me. It’s happened before.”
“Well, it’s not going to happen with me again, you hear. I’ll go for the cane next time, and it will not be love taps. There will be welts on that butt of yours. I swear.”
“Welts?”
“Yes, welts. Speaking of which, come here and turn around I want to see your ass.”
She obeyed readily, presenting her bottom to him, for him to stroke and caress. There was no trace of the spanking by that time, except the elevated warmth of her bottom cheeks and sensations that were continuing to flame her sexual heat. Moving from her ass cheeks to her anal cleft, his hand pressed tightly to the moist sexual places.
He stood to have a better angle. And when he slipped his fingers into her juicing cunt, she fell back on him letting the waves of pleasure move through her. Her female nectar moistened her back door, so two fingers could easily slip beyond the sphincter.
“Oh gawd!” she gasped.
“I want you here, go climb on the bed.”
Jocelyn wanted him anyway he’d take her. Though the thought of him inside her rear again made her shiver thinking how wild those sensations were. She climbed on the bed, positioning herself on hands and knees then waited for him to return.
Reggie was as gentle with her as he’d been the time before. He greased her then worked his fingers inside. Only then did he back off and press the head of his cock inside her rear door. By then the entry was easy, and the fuck that followed a savage violation.
“Oh, my god! Damn it fuck me!” she roared, hardly aware of what she was saying.
He answered with his swift sure prodding prick going deep into the dark channel.
