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“On yourbarebottom?” he pushed, and I blushed even harder. The way he said it made it seem even more shameful, especially since he hadn’t seen an inch of my body yet.
“Yes sir,” I whispered, the air leaving my lungs in a rush. I didn’t really know why I deferred to him that way. It simply felt like it was the right thing to say.
His hand cupped my face and his thumb grazed along the line of my cheekbone. The charged atmosphere between us seemed to crackle with energy as his touch lingered on my skin. The weight of his gaze bore into mine, conveying a desire that matched my own. Without uttering a word, he closed the distance between us, his lips crashing down to mine in a soul stealing kiss.
His mouth was both tender and commanding. Fervent warmth spread through me as the subtle taste of the espresso on his lips melded onto my tongue. His kiss turned a bit rougher, and I surrendered to it willingly, my body igniting with fiery passion all at once.
When he pulled back, he gently nipped my lip and a stinging bite of pain flashed through me.
He was a fucking good kisser.
You want much more than that, don’t you?
I did. I wanted a whole lot more than just a kiss.
Maybe he was a skilled lover too…
“I think it’s time for me to punish you now, little girl,” he murmured, and a delightful shiver raced through my body.
His wordsrepeated in my mind, over and over until I couldn’t think of anything else. A ball of heat centered in my chest, and I glanced down at his hands, wondering how they’d feel against my bare flesh. Would it hurt? Would I like it?
“Sir?”
“What is it, little girl?”
“Will you be gentle with me?”
“That’s not what you need, is it?” he purred, and my hips rocked with pleasure. I yearned to feel his touch between my thighs, to feel his tongue on my clit.
I blushed hard, stammering over my words as I stepped from one foot to the other. Heat simmered deep in my core and my clit beat like a drum. I swallowed hard and avoided his gaze, only to have him lift my chin even higher and force me to look at him anyway.
“No,” I admitted because it was the truth. I’d had gentle lovers before, but all of them paled in comparison to this moment. Maybe it was the promise of pleasure in his eyes that emboldened me. Maybe it was because I was certain I would come really hard if he was a little rough with me. Maybe I was just curious…
Maybe it was all those things combined into one.
“Come with me, little girl. It’s time for your spanking,” he said, his voice raspy with dark promise, and my fingers trembled at my sides. Fear laced with desire, and I took a deep breath, trying to steel myself for what was to come.
I told myself it was just for the job, that getting together with Liam Shelby would be my ‘in’ to the Murphy family, but I was lying to myself.
This was so much more than that. I wanted so much more than that.
I told myself that he was just a bad boy. That’s all this was. It was lust and nothing more.
It’s so much more than that and you know it.
He led me over to the couch in the living room and used his foot to kick the coffee table out of the way. Then he faced me and took my leather jacket in his hands, gently pushing it over my shoulders and down my arms. I shivered hard as he tossed it aside, feeling as though he’d removed my battle armor, and now I was standing before him defenseless.
Could I trust him?
Deep down in my gut, I knew that I could. He’d done nothing to hurt me, nor had he done anything to suggest that he might. He’d threatened to spank me, but I was beginning to think that might just be a bit of foreplay to him.
I glanced down and I could see the tented line of his erection through his slacks. He was turned on, same as me.
He cocked his head, watching my line of sight as he reached for the button of my jeans. With a deft flick of his fingers, he unbuttoned them and slowly lowered my zipper, but he didn’t pull my pants down yet. Instead, his fingers lingered along the exposed patch of skin right above my panties.
Which ones was I even wearing? I squeezed my eyes shut, my mind racing as I tried to remember, and it finally hit me.
They were a pretty teal color. Cotton. Lined with a thick band of lace around the waistband. They weren’t the sexiest pair of panties I owned, but they would do.
