Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22387 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
“You’re going to have to explain the difference to me sometime.” The hint of teasing was back in his voice, and I knew we’d come out of the awkwardness. “But we have some unfinished business to handle first.”
My breath caught in my throat as his hand started stroking lower down my back, getting closer and closer to my ass.
“I think I still owe you a spanking.” He finally crossed some kind of invisible line and his hand spread out over one cheek, squeezing just enough to give me a taste of what was to come. “You were cheeky and obviously in need of discipline…and that’s not even addressing the way you tried to get me to talk dirty to you the other night. Serious discipline is in order.”
Just hearing him say the word had me melting into him, but the way he was kneading my ass sent sparks through me.
“I…I want to learn to be good for you, Sir.” Whimpering, I curled tighter into him, trying to find a way to rub my dick against his body.
That earned me my first spank.
It was perfect.
The wonderful sparks of pain flashed through me before leaving a warmth that radiated out. I couldn’t decide if I wanted to grab my dick or submit completely, but luckily it wasn’t up to me to decide.
Robyn was in complete control.
Chapter 7
Robyn
The way he’d turned the conversation and really my fears around as well was impressive enough that he deserved the spanking he’d been so desperate for.
Hell, even if he’d been a brat the rest of the night, he’d have earned it.
But he hadn’t.
He’d worked hard to please me and it’d been easy to see how much he’d struggled, but I’d forgotten one important thing.
He liked the struggle.
As I roughly kneaded over the cheek that I’d spanked, I remembered our first date at the club and how he’d been wiggling against me, pushing for more. He liked more…he needed more, but that didn’t mean he wanted to be the one in control or for it to come easy.
“We’re going to have to work on your discipline, boy.” Giving him another pop over his clothed ass, I smiled as he sucked in a breath. “You almost came several times during our date. Don’t think I missed that.”
As he shivered, I played the offended Dom. “You even moaned when I punished your cock.”
The sexy whimper that escaped as he thought about my pinching his dick had a rush of desire flooding through me. “A spanking is definitely in order.”
His head bobbed against my shoulder, but the way he was rocking back and forth, pushing his dick against me and then arching back into my hand, said all he was focused on was pleasure. “I…yes…Sir.”
Hunter’s needy tone and absentminded response made me think subspace wouldn’t be far away once we started the scene. Thinking and trying to plan ahead, I went over the possible options we’d discussed the other night and decided moving us into the bedroom would be the best idea.
Giving his ass another pop, I kissed his head. “If I’m going to have to discipline my wicked boy, I’m going to be comfortable doing it. Into the bedroom.”
That was easier said than done.
A low frustrated sound escaped as he realized that would require walking and postponing his spanking for a few more minutes, but eventually he eased back, an innocent smile on his face. “Yes, Sir.”
Oh, it was completely fake but so fucking sexy I didn’t call him on it. “Good boy.”
Knowing he didn’t want me to be too nice, I grabbed his package as he stood, giving it a nice squeeze. Ignoring the way his eyes nearly rolled back in his head, I kept my expression serious. “If you’re good while I discipline you and I think you’ve learned your lesson, you might get to come tonight.”
Even if I could’ve missed the sexy whimper he made, the way his cock throbbed under my hand would’ve made his opinion on that wicked threat perfectly clear.
It took him a few seconds to find the words to respond, though.
As I rose, not releasing his sexy body until I was standing and giving him a firm glare, he swallowed and licked his lips temptingly. “Yes, Sir. I’ll…I will do my best to be good.”
“While?” I waited, shaking my head before flicking the end of his dick through his pants. “I want clear responses from you when you’re being disciplined.”
The muted flash of pain didn’t help him find his words, but watching him struggle and shake with desire was wonderful. After a few seconds, he clamped down on the pleasure and worked at the answer I was waiting for. “I…I will do my best to be good for my spanking and the discipline you see fit to give me, Sir.”
Oh, did he want more than just a spanking?