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Chapter 4

But Marco didn’t move.

Silent seconds ticked by.

Confused and growing more anxious, Steph wanted to say something, but afraid to speak she just stared at him. Finally, unable to stand the suspense, she took the risk.

“Uh, what happens now?”

Tilting his head to the side, he grinned, his dark eyes glinting. Though she didn’t know why, she felt she’d just lost an invisible battle she didn’t even know she was fighting.

“Anticipation is important, and not just for you,” he declared with the hint of a smile. “So are firsts.”

“Firsts?”

“Haven’t you ever thought about that, Steph?”

“Thought about what? I’m sorry, you’ve lost me.”

“You only have one first in everything. What you feel and experience, touch and smell, and so on. When I spanked you earlier, was that a first?”

“Yes,” she mumbled, dropping her eyes.

“Sir. Don’t forget the Sir.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“You’ll never forget the moment I pulled you over my knee and smacked your ass.”

“No, Sir, never.”

“Do you understand my point?”

“Yes, Sir. I do.”

“Steph,” he said solemnly, lowering his voice and leaning in. “Firsts should not be dismissed or rejected because of foolish pride, or embarrassment, or anything else. Firsts must be treasured and revered, even if they’re painful or scary. Firsts are moments that will never come again. Look at me.”

Her heart had been racing, but now it thumped like a bass drum. Taking a breath, she raised her eyes. He held them for a moment, then slipped his hand into her hair, gripping it tightly. She couldn’t contain her gasp.

“Forget everything except what you desire,” he whispered, his dark eyes demanding her surrender. “Tell me what you want.”

She suddenly decided he must be a warlock who had cast a spell on her.

It was the only explanation.

She didn’t want to admit what she craved, but she couldn’t help herself.

“I want you to kiss me,” she stammered. “I want you to kiss me very badly, then I want… I want…”

“Go on.”

“I want you to do things to me, things you find exciting.”

“You wouldn’t be saying what you think I want to hear, would you, Steph?”

“No, no, I swear,” she said hastily, “though, uh, I do have fantasies…” But her voice trailed off as the humiliating visions floated through her head. It was one thing to imagine wicked things happening to her, but did she really want to experience such decadence? The question remained unanswered.

“I’ll use you as I please,” he murmured, leaning even closer as he whispered the frightening words. “And you’ll eventually come to love it all—crave it all.”

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