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“What do you have to say to me?” he asked. He smiled at how she started with surprise.
“You scared me!” she said.
He slapped her bottom. “That’s not what I want to hear.”
“Ouch! I’m sorry I snapped at you. I’m worried about Penny, but I shouldn’t have taken it out on you,” she admitted.
He turned her around and drew her into his arms. “You spread yourself too thin, my girl. I want you to have a bath and relax before bed. The children are in their beds, go and say goodnight to them while I tidy up downstairs.” He kissed her forehead.
She surprised him by placing her arms around his waist and snuggling against him. “What would I do without you?”
“Become a bossy madam, I’d guess,” he replied dryly.
She drew back her arm and smacked her hand against his chest. He caught her chin and placed his lips firmly on hers. Instantly he felt her relax and he deepened the kiss. She moaned. His cock lengthened. Time to break away before things escalated.
“There’ll be more of that later. Go see the kids before they fall asleep,” he instructed.
“Yes, Sir!” she said jokily.
“I like that,” he told her seriously. She gave him a coy look and he smiled at the flush that crept into her cheeks. They didn’t speak as she left the room. Pleased with how he’d handled his wife, Jack went to fulfil his promise to tidy up and lock up for the night. His cock ached. He’d hurry; an early night was on the cards.
* * *
Allie lay in the scentedwater. For once her mind was on herself and Jack. Not the children or Penny, or her job. She knew she was grinning. Jack had really surprised her. Being such an organised person she never thought she would take to a relationship where the man was in charge. Tonight she had surprised herself. Standing in the corner being lectured by her husband in a stern voice had done something to her. She’d become damp, aroused by his dominance. The books she read on her Kindle where the heroine submitted to the hero suddenly made sense.
Her hands cupped her breasts, slid over her nipples, across her slightly pouchy stomach, all thanks to childbirth, reaching her apex where her fingers dipped into her cleft. She toyed with her clit as she replayed the scene from the kitchen to the bedroom. Would he spank her tonight? Probably not, since she’d apologised, but what if she bickered with him again? Her reading habit had taught her such behaviour was thought of as brattish. Could she be a brat?
She was always fair, the balanced one. Being good all the time was immensely boring, but could she set aside her feeling of guilt at manipulating Jack into doing what she wanted him to? Of course she could simply ask him to spank her but that seemed a bit pathetic.
Ahrr!This was the twenty-first century, for goodness’ sake; she shouldn’t want or need any of this dominant male stuff.
Drawing her knees up, she slid down and submerged her head under water. When she surfaced, Jack stood beside the bath naked. “Scootch over,” he said, lifting one long hairy leg over the bath side. He slid into the water, seating himself behind her. She leaned back against his chest, her head rested on his shoulder. An arm slid about her torso, holding her to him.
“I have something to say, just listen. You may comment when I’ve finished, understand?”
She felt the heat of his breath on her cheek. “Okay,” she replied.
“I know your deepest desires,” he growled in her ear.
She stiffened in his embrace.What is he talking about?
“I have been reading some of your downloaded books.”
Shit!
“I-I...” she began.
“Hush, just relax.” Bathwater churned as his other arm snaked downward, reaching her loosely parted thighs.
His very large masculine hand disappeared, leaving only his forearm visible on the surface of the water. Fingers dipped between her folds seeking her clit. She moaned.
“You want a man who will take charge, one who will hold you accountable, one who will punish you. I am that man,” Husky words that travelled from her ear to her brain and spoke so clearly to her earthy core, she trembled.
“From here on in whenever you are taking on too much, over-reaching yourself, putting us last on your to-do list, I shall spank you. No more bossy Allison. Time for happy well-adjusted Allie to return, and return she shall.”
Busy fingers coupled with his deep dominant tone released a flood of lubricated pleasure.
“I see you like the idea.” He chuckled. “Or perhaps I should say I feel you like that idea? You are so wet. Shall I spank your naughty bottom? Would you like that, Allie?” he crooned.
