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“You wouldn’t be punished for that omission since I hadn’t instructed you beforehand. Rules must be understood ahead of time. Still, good manners are always appropriate behaviour. Continue about the spanking.”
“I haven’t experienced anything quite like it.”
“In what way?”
“I’ve never had a punishment, only a scene.”
“I told you I’ve imagined having you over my knee. And it wasn’t erotic and meant to get you off, but it was far from punitive.”
“Mr Tomlinson?”
“We don’t have a permanent relationship. Therefore, I am not in the position to mete our actual punishment. This spanking wasn’t delivered with the idea of correcting persistent or offensive behaviour. Well, maybe the offensive behaviour.” His quick smile took any sting from his words. “If I had punished you, you would have known it. There would have been no pleasure in it at all.”
“So…”
“It was more of a test, than anything.”
She frowned.
“I wanted to gauge your reactions, see what you disliked, what you liked, notice how your skin responded, where you’re most sensitive, what made you wince or cry out or sigh.” He threaded his fingers into her hair and pulled back her head.
“Did I pass the test?” she asked.
“Princess, you could not have failed.”
Again, words that took her off guard. Was he simply a very considerate Dom? Or a man deeper than she’d believed possible from what she knew about him?
Another thought followed that. He’d said he was learning about her, but she’d discovered a number of things about him, too. He paid attention to her. He hadn’t taken her too far, and he had given her enough that she wasn’t rolling her eyes or pretending it was hard enough so that she didn’t damage his fragile ego.
“And when you’re ready, I want to tie you to the table and torment you.”
“Is there an orgasm involved in that?”
“I wouldn’t dream of sending you home unsatisfied.”
“How about two?” she asked. “Or am I pushing it, Mr Tomlinson?”
“Greedy sub.”
“I prefer the word needy,” she corrected.
He inclined his head towards the apparatus that came complete with extensions for her limbs. “Shall we find out just how needy?”
Restlessness filled her. The spanking had left her wanting more, emotionally as well as physically. “Yes, please.”
He tugged her hair a little harder. “In that case, lie on your back with your head in the cradle.” Without another word, he slid her from his lap.
Chapter Three
Damn. This woman, this sub, delighted him.
David watched Maggie’s every move, much as he had for the last few months. Ever since he’d first been introduced to her, he’d been partial to her curves and the elegant way she carried herself. The pencil skirts she favoured during business hours were professional, but the way they hugged her full ass inspired some thoughts that were not appropriate in a work environment.
At the office, she kept her black hair pulled back, wore minimal makeup and her shirts were never revealing.
When he’d seen her there tonight, sipping her drink, her hair spilling invitingly over her shoulders, dressed in a short skirt, tight top, platform shoes instead of pumps and topped off with a sparkly collar, he’d looked twice. At first glance, he hadn’t been able to believe she was the same woman who challenged him on a daily basis. She’d looked soft and approachable, so different from the woman who’d once entered his office without knocking, slamming the door behind her, making the solid wood jump in its casing.
She’d stalked over on her sensible, I-mean-business-and-won’t-be-intimidated-by-you pumps, had planted her hands on top of his polished desk then leaned towards him and threatened to quit if he downsized and released a certain employee.
For five minutes, she’d presented a logical—if heated—case for keeping the overhead so high.
Her passion had captivated him. Her employment contract was ironclad. Her mother would lose out on a significant amount of money if Maggie walked away. That meant she had a lot to lose. So if she were willing to put that on the line for a co-worker, he’d listen.
