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The surprising softness and warmth of his lips. The taste of his breath, tinged with mint. The firm pressure of his mouth against mine.
I don’t believe in magic and never have, but I’m beginning to question my premise, becausethis. Kiss. Is. Magical.With this kiss, Sergio and I have crossed a line from which there is no return. A part of me fears that he doesn’t feel what I do, because the enormity of what I’m going through evokes such a wide range of emotion.
When we pull apart, I touch my forehead to his.
I lay my head on his chest. It feels right and natural when his arms come around me.
“I’ll keep you safe, Eden. I promise. No one’s going to hurt you.”
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CHAPTERTWELVE
Eden
Sergio strokesmy cheek gently as I nestle against his chest.
Holding my chin in his hand, he makes me meet his eyes. "Tell me why I asked you not to go into that club without my permission."
My heart beats faster. This is a side of Sergio I haven’t seen before now—stern yet gentle, firm but in control.
"Because you didn't want to scare me away. Because you wanted to make sure that I didn't see anything that would frighten me.” I swallow and clear my throat before I continue. “Because you wanted to keep me safe."
My voice catches on the last word. Is that right? Should I have said that?
"Very good," he says, with the slightest hint of an approving smile. He bends his mouth to me and kisses my cheek.
"If you want the freedom that comes with this kind of submission," he says, gesturing at the wall behind which all manner of activity is still going at full throttle, "it starts right here." He taps the side of my head. “In your mind. With your emotions and thoughts. And the difference between what you experienced and what I can give you is right here…” He points to my heart. I swear I feel it swell inside my chest.
I nod, understanding.
“What would I do if you were my submissive, Eden?”
“I’d… be punished,” I say, curious and aroused and a little confused. “I think? You said you wouldn’t fire me.”
“Correct. I’d spank you for your disobedience.”
“Over your lap?”
He pauses. My heartbeat thunders in my ears. I point behind me. “Like… that?”
“Yes. I’d be able to read your reaction better that way, judge what you could handle.” He strokes my cheek, and that quickly, I imagine him stroking my whole body with those rough, masculine hands of his. “I could make sure you enjoyed it.”
“I—” Questions teem in my mind, but I distill them all to the one response that will please him. “Yes, sir.”
I would do anything to see that approval in his eyes again.
“You had a question, but you censored yourself just now.”
“I… can’t imagine enjoying a punishment, is all. That seems pretty hard to imagine.”
His deep-throated chuckle sets my nerves on fire.
“Is that a challenge?”
Oh. Oh no.
Ohyes.
