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“So you don’t want sex with me?” she asked in a confused voice.
“Oh, I want that. Trust me, I do. But you’re not a notch on my bedpost. Not that I do that. I’m not a complete asshole you know. The women I’ve slept with . . . they’ve always known the deal.”
“The deal?”
“Yeah, that it doesn’t mean anything beyond having a night of really great sex. Maybe two. Nothing more. They all know that, so no feelings are hurt.”
“You don’t think any of them ever caught feelings for you?”
He frowned. Had they? He’d never thought so. But could he be wrong?
“Not that I know of, Rainbow,” he murmured.
“I bet they did,” she replied. “A guy as nice as you. Kind and thoughtful. I mean, you’re obviously a bit of a dick at times with an enormous ego too. But still, you can be kind.”
“You forgot hot,” he mumbled, mostly because now he was wondering if any of those women had caught feelings for him. And if he’d been a complete dick in disregarding those feelings.
Fuck. What was this girl doing to him? She was making him rethink his life, and everything that had happened in it.
“Nobody can forget that you’re hot. That’s why we’re a ridiculous mismatch.”
“You need to stop with that. And I know how to stop you.”
He turned her again.
“You’re giving me whiplash.”
“Hands back on the wall.”
She huffed but did as she was told. He liked that. Seemed he also had a need for control. At least when it came to her.
He lifted the back of her skirt.
“Maxim?”
“Shh, baby. I’m not going to hurt you or even touch you much. I just need to get this out of the way so I can spank your ass.”
“Oh, that’s all right then . . . no, it isn’t! Wait. You’re going to spank me? You are not going to spank me.”
“If you’re naughty, then you get punished. It’s the rules. I don’t make them.”
“You don’t make them?”
“Yeah, that wasn’t the truth. I totally make them. For you. And your first rule is that you won’t talk badly about yourself.”
He revealed the tiny scrap of underwear that lay beneath her dress.
Holy fuck.
His girl had great taste in lingerie. And he had to say he loved the juxtaposition of her prim and proper outer layer to the sexy kitten that lay underneath. Because this layer underneath?
It was going to be just for him.
“Maxim, you can’t do this.”
“If you really want me to stop, just say red and I’ll stop.”
“And you’ll back off?” she asked.
He couldn’t tell if she was sad at the idea or relieved.
“Nope. I’ll back off this, for now. But from you, no way.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re my girl, even if you don’t believe it yet. That makes it my job to show you. Just like it’s my job to show you how I see you. And I’m going to do that by wooing you.”
“You . . . you what?”
“I’m going to court you. Some old-fashioned dating with some heavy petting and kissing. Holding hands. Late nights talking on the phone. Sneaky groping in my car or a dark movie theatre. If you’re a good girl, you’ll even get to come. But if you’re naughty, then you get punished. If you don’t like being spanked, we can come up with something else. You ever been edged?”
“What? No!”
“That would be an interesting punishment for you, then. Once you’re more comfortable. If you break the rules, you get punished, Rainbow.”
“And if I don’t want that?”
“You don’t want that? And before you answer, I’ll know if you’re lying and I won’t be happy about it. No lies between us.”
“I never lie,” she said.
He scoffed. “Surprised you can say that with a straight face.”
“Rude. All right, maybe I lie sometimes.”
“Uh-huh.”
“I try not to, though.”
He ran his hand over her buttocks, feeling them clench. “Sure you do. Tell me, if I was to dip my finger under these pretty pink, lacy panties, which are sexy as fuck, by the way, would I find you wet?”
“Maxim!”
“What? Is that a no?”
“No! I mean, yes. I mean, you can’t check!”
“Baby,” he pressed.
She groaned. “I want the spanking.”
He chuckled against her skin. “I take it that’s a yes. You want me.”
“It still can’t work.”
“It will. And I’ll show you.”
“By not having sex with me?” she asked.
“Yep,” he replied.
“You’re nuts, you know that, right?”
“I think you can handle my crazy.”
“And you have an answer for everything. That’s. So. Annoying.”
He laughed. Then he ran his finger between her cheeks, over her lacy panties.
“Maxim . . .” There was more worry than threat in her voice this time, and he paused.
“Don’t worry, baby. I won’t hurt you or push for more than you’re willing to give.”
“Then you’re not spanking me.”
“Oh, I’m spanking you. You broke the rules.”
“I don’t have rules!”
“You do now. So listen up. What’s your safeword?”
