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“Did...why did you marry him?” I ask.

She shrugs. “I thought I was in love with him.”

“And you weren’t?”

The sigh that escapes her mouth is heavy. Weighted with years of tension.

“I think it faded when I realized all he wanted was my farm,” she says. “He absorbed my family’s land. I know it was a lot smaller than your ranch or his, but it was my father’s legacy andhe left it to me. I was really stupid to fall for Clint and sign it over to him. When it sank in that maybe I’d been played, I kind of hated him.”

“The farm belongs to me,” I say. “Sign that contract and we’ll see what happens.”

Her brows arch. “So you get to spank me and I get my farm back in a year. Which belonged to me in the first place.”

“It’s about a lot more than spanking.”

She turns back around like she’s pouting, but I’m too distracted by that perfect, heart-shaped ass to care. “I’ll read the contract in the morning.”

I touch the little bump of spine at the nape of her neck. She shivers and I trace all the way down to her ass. My hand dips and cups the soft curves for a second before pressing between her legs. She’s slippery with my cum and her arousal and my finger pushes up into her body easily.

Soft heat envelopes the tip. Her head falls back and she moans.

“You have a lot of spirit, redbird,” I say.

“I’m thinking I’ll sign your contract,” she whispers. “As long as there’s nothing extreme in it.”

“As in?”

“You know, urine and that stuff.”

“No, there isn’t. That’s in the hard limits section. I’m not interested in it.”

“Good.”

“But the point of you going over the contract is so you can negotiate it with me.”

She sighs. “Alright. Let’s go to sleep and we can talk in the morning.”

CHAPTER TWELVE

KEIRA

My eyes skim over the paper. In no particular order, sentences leap out at me. I’m holding the desk with one hand and sipping coffee with the other. Trying to pretend I’m unbothered while reading the paper, despite the crimson flush creeping up my neck.

The dynamic will remain in place at all times when the submissive and dominant are alone. Outside of those spaces, both participants will behave in a manner that is respectful to the consent of those not involved.

The submissive will refer to the dominant as sir when alone.

The submissive agrees to a maintenance spanking of medium intensity every week on Sunday night, regardless of behavior.

The dominant will provide aftercare for every session regardless of the dynamic or punishment.

There’s an entire section on the back of that page labeled COMMUNICATION. I take a breath, straighten, and flip thepage over. I expect something equally as surprising, but I’m intrigued by what I find.

The submissive will keep a journal accessible to the dominant at all times. The submissive agrees to be completely honest in writing down their thoughts and emotions. The dominant agrees to never use this material as a reason for punishment.

The submissive agrees to be completely honest with the dominant. Lying or refusing to communicate is considered a heavy offense and will result in punishment.

The dominant agrees never to use the submissive’s honesty against them or as a reason for punishment.

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