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She went willingly into his arms, cherishing the way he enveloped her in his embrace. Clutching at his broad shoulders, she lifted her head, offering herself to him, and he took it, took her with the sweetest, slowest kiss.

God, her pussy flooded with cream at the touch of his lips, the way his hands slid down, over her butt, gripping her there. She wished he would lift her skirt, touch her there just a little bit. She could come with just the brush of his fingers. She knew it.

“I should go,” he whispered against her mouth, his tongue darting out to lick. “You probably have to go back to work.”

Disappointment coursed through her, and she withdrew slightly with a frown. “Of course. Um, yeah, okay. See you later.”

“Michaela.” He wouldn’t let her go, his arms tightening around her, and she hung her head.

What did she expect? He had told her what her punishment was. He wasn’t going to touch her. She should consider herself lucky he hugged and kissed her.

But it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t enough to ease the ache that throbbed mightily between her thighs. She had to admit though, there was almost something pleasurable in wallowing in her needy pain. Knowing that later he would satisfy her and that little bit of anticipation would keep her going.

His hand went to the back of her head, tugging on her hair so she had no choice but look at him. “I want to take you out tonight.”

She closed her eyes briefly, taking in the sensation of his hand trailing across her face, skimming over her eyebrows, down her nose. Gentle, sweet touches be

lied the forceful, dominant man of just moments ago.

It was a delicious juxtaposition that both thrilled and terrified her.

“All right,” she finally answered, her eyes sliding open.

Austin traced her lips with his index finger. “Another club. I think you’ll like this place.”

Oh. She really didn’t want to do that. The idea of going on an actual date like a long dinner at a favorite restaurant was her idea of the perfect night.

Guess Austin had other plans.

“Do you want to go?”

She wanted to please him. She wanted to spend time with him. “Yes.”

He smiled and leaned in close, pressed another kiss to her eager mouth. “Lift up your skirt.”

“What?” His command jarred her, threw her off balance.

Austin pushed at her shoulders so she stood away from him. “Lift it up, Michaela. Let me see you.”

She did as she was asked, mortified at the little moan she gave when the fabric slid over her skin. She hauled the skirt up, until she had it gathered about her waist, and Austin shook his head, emitting a low whistle.

“You look pretty wet.”

That was the understatement of the year. “Why don’t you touch me and find out?”

He flashed that boyish grin again, shoved his hands into his pockets. That smile could melt the panties right off the most innocent of females.

Unfortunately, she wasn’t one of them. She wore no panties. And after being with him for not even twenty-four hours, no way was she innocent either.

“I won’t touch you, remember? It’s part of your punishment.”

She was this close to begging and he knew it. Hell, it appeared as if he might be waiting for it.

She refused to give in.

“I’ll see you tonight after work then?” She lifted her chin and pushed her skirt back down into place, trying her best for dignified. Knowing at this moment, she was far from it.

He smiled, wicked and sexy and oh so cute. “You’re a good girl, Michaela.”

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