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Except… part of her knew she had earned some punishment. If she was going to argue her case, should she not have done itbeforesneaking out after him? Instead, she had pretended to give in, knowing he would think he had won the argument, so she could do as she pleased.
Had she wanted him to punish her? There had been a touch of disappointment when she thought the spanking in the carriage was the climax of her discipline, and he had given in so easily.
Pressing her lips together, Josie reflected that part of her had not minded being caught. She had been happy to have his protection rather than following him without his knowledge and had wanted to see what he would do.
That was the least comforting thought of all.
Chapter 32
Elijah
Collecting the thickest peeled finger of ginger from the kitchen and some clips and a special oil from his office, Elijah judged he had left Josie alone with her thoughts long enough. If she was smart, she had stayed in position. If not, she would be punished for that as well, but Elijah hoped she had obeyed.
A punishment only worked if the recipient was truly repented. While Elijah was willing to take obedience as an acceptable replacement, he did not like the idea of forcing Josie to his will so much as he wanted her to accept her wrongdoing and not repeat it.
This had been partly his fault, which was why he would go lighter on her than he would for a second transgression. He had known she was upset but assumed she would follow his instruction. He should have expected she would do something audacious. Well, he would be more on guard in the future.
She had a point about her role in Jacques’ confession as well.
Something he would also have to think about more when he had the time.
When he opened the door, she jumped, nervously looking over her shoulder, but she was still standing in the corner, reddened bottom on display. The pants she’d worn had somewhat protected her, so her skin was a dark pink rather than a bright red, attractively framed by the dingy white shirt above and the brown pants above below. The very griminess of her clothing made her skin stand out that much more.
The sight of her standing there, holding her position, sent warmth and hot need coursing through him, assuaging much of his lingering anger. He had no doubt she would make the same choice again, but as long as they both understood doing so would mean accepting the consequences, they could find some kind of better accord between them.
“Good girl.” He infused a bit of warmth into his voice, making sure to reward her for good behavior. It would not ameliorate her punishment, but he believed in the benefits of praise and had seen how Josie responded to it. Now, she relaxed, though the glance she cast over her shoulder was still nervous.
Her appearance was so incongruous. With the cap off of her head, her blonde curls tumbled around her grimy face. In the well-lit room, the dirt she had applied did nothing to hide her beauty, unlike on the streets of the Warren and the dimmer rooms at the Tramp’s Den. Although she had dirt smeared across her pretty face and her clothing, she looked extremely naughty in her boys’ clothes, standing in the corner.
A little smile tugged at Elijah’s lips, but he suppressed it. This was a time to be serious.
“Come here, minx,” he said, coming to a halt beside the bed. Josie turned, nearly stumbling, then realized her issues, but when she reached down to pull her pants up, Elijah halted her. “No. Shuffle over here. Keep your shirt lifted.”
Glaring daggers at him, Josie pressed her lips together but took shuffling steps forward. The golden curls over her mound were now on display, and he enjoyed the sight just as much as he had her punished bottom. His cock was already at full attention and would stay that way for a while since he would not indulge himself soon, either.
Josie
The unique humiliation of not being able to walk properly while holding herself on display was as embarrassing as it was arousing. Elijah’s hot gaze stirred her passions, even as she quailed at what he might have planned, wondering how it would hurt. There were no clues to be gleaned from the small tray he had in his hand. The only item she could see clearly was a small bottle, and it was impossible to discern its contents.
Her curiosity boiled up. She desperately wanted a distraction from how awkward she must look. Despite that, Elijah watched her with eyes full of lust, clearly enjoying the sight she made, which bolstered her confidence a bit.
“Bend over.” He patted the bed where he wanted her, and Josie felt a moment of relief as she followed his order. Now that she was no longer moving, she did not feel so awkward. A hand cupped her buttocks, making her draw in a quick breath in reaction. Although the skin was sensitized, the touch was not at all painful, and she tingled with anticipation.
“Hm… barely warm. We’ll fix that soon enough.”
What? Josie groaned. She should have realized he would want to spank her more.
“No, please, Elijah. I said I was sorry!” Silently she acknowledged he had hit the nail on the head when he asked if she was sorrier she had been caught. She still could not regret her actions. She had made a difference tonight, and they both knew it.
“Unfortunately, minx, I do not quite believe you.” His hand splayed over her cheeks, parting them, and Josie gasped, pressing her face against the bedsheets beneath her, not caring if she got them dirty. The intimate view of her private areas made her cheeks flame far hotter than standing in the corner. When his fingers delved between her nether lips, they came away wet, making her moan in both arousal and humiliation. “However, I am aware of my culpability in tonight’s events. I should have realized you would not abide so meekly and taken precautions. Next time, I will remember.”
“Then next time, you might not learn as much if you leave me out,” she snapped, irked despite her arousal.
Elijah pressed his wet fingers to her anus, and Josie jerked, whimpering. The touch set her senses aflame, even as she tried to squirm away from the rude intrusion.
“I will take that into consideration as well,” her husband said, surprising her. His finger dipped slightly into her bottom before pulling away, which also surprised her. A moment later, something else touched her there, about the same size as his finger but harder, and pressed in.
Josie moaned, flexing her hips forward and trying to escape, but there was nowhere to go, especially with Elijah’s other hand still pressing on her buttocks, holding the cheeks open. He continued to speak as he pushed the thing into her bottom, making it hard for her to concentrate.
