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“And did I give you the option of talking about this in a more civilized fashion?”
“You might have offered that, Sir.”
“If you had taken me up on it, then I couldn’t spank you for rolling your eyes and acting like a brat. If you’d taken me up on my offer, we wouldn’t have been in a play space and the rules wouldn’t have been in place.”
“I did not think about that, Sir,” Tasha admitted. “We’re a new D/s couple, and I’ve heard that sometimes allowances are made for new subs.”
Thought she could talk her way out of it, did she? He gently tightened his grip on her hair, eliciting a breathy gasp. “You are not a new sub, and you knew exactly what you were doing. Now lean over, hands on the bench and ass in the air.”
“Kiss me first.”
“I’m adding ten for the demand.” But he released her hair and wrapped his arms around her anyway. He wasn’t the Dom who withheld affection as a punishment. After all, it wasn’t really a punishment since she would enjoy it. Every sign her body gave him spoke of excitement and arousal.
He let his tongue play against hers, stroking his hands down her back to cup her ass and draw her close.
After a moment he backed away and she took her position, her head turning the slightest bit so she could see him. There was a hint of a smile on her face, and that glorious ass of hers wiggled invitingly.
She was going to kill him.
The shower was massive, as befitting the largest suite in the hotel, so he could easily maneuver into position. A pleasant hum went through his body. This was exactly what he needed. The night before had been shit, and he’d been reminded once again how out of control he was in his own life. But here…oh, here he was the king. And she was every bit his gorgeous queen.
He put a steadying hand on her lower back and brought the other down on her left cheek. Hard.
Her whole body tensed, and she gasped.
He didn’t know her limits well yet. This was their first bit of discipline. “What’s your safe word, Tasha?”
“My safe word is not going to come into play. Could you not take me out of the fantasy? I’m your poor serving girl and you are the lord of the manor who caught me sleeping instead of working, and now you’re going to spank me and make me suck your cock. Don’t you judge me. I started reading romance novels at a young age, and now I have specific fantasies.”
He slapped her ass again. Tasha was unlike anyone he’d ever known, and he needed to understand that she was a force of nature. He didn’t have to worry that she would let herself be abused. She would tell him if he hurt her and likely kick him in the balls so it wouldn’t happen again.
He could trust her.
He spanked her over and over, watching as her ass turned a pretty pink, and then it was time to move on to the other part of her fantasy, the part his cock had been waiting for since the moment she’d walked in.
“Think you can sleep on the job…milady…” He wasn’t sure about the proper terms. He hadn’t grown up reading romances. “Well, I’ll show you some work you can do on your knees and then I’ll get you on your back.”
She was grinning as she turned his way. “We’ll work on it, babe.”
She dropped to her knees and when she took his cock in hand, he was sure he’d died and finally found heaven.
Tasha didn’t play. She gripped his cock and sucked him down.
It took everything he had not to come then and there. Her tongue swirled around his cockhead as she stroked him, the softness of her palm contrasting with the firm grip.
Soft and competent and sweet and sarcastic. She was a complete revelation.
It wasn’t more than a few minutes before his balls tightened, and he couldn’t hold back one second longer. He let himself go, fucking her mouth and filling it as she worked his cock until she’d taken everything he had.
She sat back on her heels, tongue swiping to make sure she caught it all. “That was fun, Sir. Now you mentioned something about me being on my back. I’ve got an hour before I need to pick up Nate. Why don’t we get dirty before we get clean?”
She stood and walked out of the shower toward the bedroom.
And he realized he was hopelessly in love with this woman.
Chapter Nine
“Any word on our friend Brian?” Tasha was still feeling relaxed and loose when she managed to make it back to the safe house.
Despite what she’d told Dare, she wasn’t the one picking up Nate from the airport. That would be Tristan, with Cooper along to brief Nate on the situation he was going into. Nate and Tris were friends from way back. Nate’s father had once worked for the London office of McKay-Taggart, and he and Nate’s mom were still very friendly with Liam and Avery O’Donnell. Avery and Nate’s mom, Stephanie, had known each other for decades and kept their friendship up even when there were thousands of miles between them. The Carters had moved back to Australia when Nate was a kid, but the two families often visited.
