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His hand continued peppering her bottom, the staccato smacks expertly applied. He knew how to make her ass burn hot with arousal and pain in the same instant.
“Please Reggie stop!” She didn’t think she could stand it anymore. But just when it became too intense to bear, he began to massage her flesh between the smacks. She wanted him to start spanking her again.
When he suddenly stopped and unceremoniously pushed her off his lap, she landed on the floor. Catching her breath, she moved toward him, her eyes like a voluptuous jungle cat. She pulled up to her knees in front of him and began to rub his thighs. She was ready to make love and assumed he was, too.
“We could go on, Jocelyn darling,” he said, staring down at her. The glimmer in his eye was positively wicked. “But we do have to get to the reception.” He stood up abruptly leaving her on the floor.
“What! No sex?” She was astounded.
“No.”
“You’re miserable…”
“You’d better watch what you say,” he warned, very much in command.
“But…”
“Don’t say a word, just let yourself enjoy what you have now.” It was a deliciously classic Reggie smirk on his cool face.
It was a horrible way to begin the night, but Reggie was right, she was hot all evening long. The craving need was an ever present gnawing in her. One glance from him, one feel of his hand, the tiniest kiss to her ear, he kept seducing her until she thought she would explode. And still, he offered no relief.
Later that night, they were in the Porsche, high on a hill eyeing the full moon.
“So I suppose that spanking is part of this relationship whether I like it or not?” Jocelyn mused aloud.
“You know it is,” he replied.
“I was just checking. I was wondering if you were going to drive me mad like this on a regular basis.”
“I’m driving you mad?” he asked, as if he was as innocent as a lamb.
“You know you are, you’ve been all night. Spanking me and leaving me the way you did. And then fondling me every chance you got…positively wicked!”
“Get used to it. Torturing you is one of my favorite pastimes. You may not be submissive, Jocelyn, but you will submit to some things. I am dominant, and that’s not going to change.”
“I don’t want you to,” Jocelyn said.
The exuberant expression on her face was easy to watch.
“That’s good.”
“But how do I know if this thing between us is going to last?” she asked. “Good god, we don’t even know what to call it. What if you suddenly change your mind and leave me hanging?”
“And what if you change your mind?” he countered.
“I’m serious, Reg. We could be at this impasse forever, couldn’t we? And then all of sudden one of us gets a little too much and it’s over.” She was sounding hopelessly sad.
“There is one solution,” Reggie said.
“What’s that?” she asked.
“You can marry me.”
She pulled back from him in shock. “You’re asking me?” She couldn’t have been more astounded.
“Yes, Jocelyn, I’m asking you. I’m not ordering you. I’m not commanding you. Just a simple question.”
“You haven’t even told me you love me.” She looked at him earnestly, waiting. It was as much a command as he’d ever obey.
