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He trailed a line of soft kisses up her neck and around the shell of her ear. “I thought so. When I showed you the security camera this afternoon, your pupils dilated, and your breath quickened. You were excited someone might be watching your spanking, weren’t you?”
Her heart was racing, her clit already throbbing. “Yes, Sir.”
“What if someone had driven by?” he teased, moving behind her and holding her against his chest. “What if some stranger had seen your bare ass on display, getting the punishment you so rightly deserved?”
“Oh, God.” The words came out in a breathy rush, and she closed her eyes, imagining the scene he was describing. What if the person had stopped and demanded to know what was going on? Would she have been mortified?
Or excited?
“You’re having all sorts of naughty thoughts now, aren’t you?” He sounded positively delighted at the prospect.
She nodded, not trusting her voice anymore. She was so turned on she could barely breathe.
“Care to see what happens to naughty little girls with filthy minds in a place like this?”
It was a good thing he was holding onto her, because she was weak in the knees. “Please.”
With a dark chuckle, Aiden led her deeper into the dungeon. Olivia studied the various pieces of kinky furniture and equipment as they wove through the room, wondering which ones she’d try out during her stay. There was one versatile looking table with D-Rings evenly spaced all the way around the edge, a variety of restraints stored underneath, that particularly piqued her curiosity.
When Aiden finally stopped, they were in front of a black metal spanking bench with leather padding. Thick leather straps with large silver buckles dangled from the various platforms.
“Strip,” Aiden ordered, his gaze sweeping the length of her. “It’s time for me to see the rest of this luscious body. I’ve been more than patient.”
Olivia felt like she’d been doused with a bucket of freezing water.
It wasn’t that she was afraid of being naked. She’d stopped being shy about her body around the same time she hit thirty. They say with age comes wisdom, but in her opinion, with age comes indifference. She simply didn’t care about shit like that anymore.
But he’d asked her to strip. Was he being literal? She had no idea how to do a sexy striptease. She’d probably look like a complete moron if she even tried. Or was she overthinking it? Maybe she should undress like she would any other time, and all he cared about was the naked part. Or would he be pissed off she wasn’t being all hot and seductive like all his previous subs had surely been?
“I don’t like having to repeat myself,” Aiden said, a hard edge entering his voice.
Oh, fuckity fuck fuck fuck, why was her brain like this? All she had to do was take off her goddamn clothes. She’d done that a million times in her life. Why was she always making a big deal out of nothing?
Clearly, her fears about fucking everything up if she went to a dungeon alone had been quite well-founded. Aaaaand now she was starting to hyperventilate. God and hell, she wanted to die.
“Shh,” Aiden soothed, pulling her against his chest. He gently rubbed her back with one hand and buried the other in her hair. “It’s all right. Tell me what’s wrong.”
Fuck, he smelled so good, like mountain air and woodsmoke, lemongrass and leather. It was intoxicating. And the feel of his muscles through his shirt made her want to run her hands all over them. Only she could be in the most amazing dungeon ever, with the tastiest morsel of a man who ever existed, and ruineverythingby fucking crying.
Aiden waited patiently for her to get her shit together. “I’m sorry,” she whispered at last.
“Don’t be sorry,” he said. “You’ve done nothing wrong. Just tell me what happened.”
Olivia was grateful her face was still pressed against his chest, so she didn’t have to look him in the eye. “I’m so stupid.”
He scoffed. “You’re an accountant. I feel quite confident you’re not stupid. Now keep talking.”
“Well,” she said, drawing out the word, giving her a few seconds to think. “Remember what I said in my application? How I’ve known I was submissive since I was seventeen, but I was always too afraid to actually do anything about it?”
Aiden went very still. It was several tense moments before he said, “Are you saying you don’t wish to continue?”
“No!” she practically shouted, pushing away from his chest, looking up at him with pleading eyes. “Please, that’s not it at all. I don’t want to stop. Don’t send me away.”
He cupped her face in both hands. “No one’s sending you anywhere. Please explain what you were saying.”
“You said strip, and I didn’t know if you meant just take my clothes off, or like make it sexy, or what. And it’s like I wrote in my application, I know there must be a million and one rules about these kinds of things, but how am I supposed to know them all? I’ve never done any of this before. What if I mess up, and you think I’m stupid, and you don’t want to scene with me anymore, and—”
Aiden silenced her with a finger over her lips. “Breathe.” He waited until she’d taken several deep breaths before continuing. “I understand. And I’m sorry. I knew that, and I should’ve taken it into account before I spoke.”
