And he didn’t have any of his implements.
She was wearing a skirt.
That was easy enough to flip up, and a bare bottom spanking didn’t necessarily have to be sexual, but it would be a hell of a lot easier for him if she kept her underwear on.So, underwear on, dress on, but skirt up.That sounded reasonable.
No kissing.Obviously.
No fondling.
Of course.
Rubbing her bottom would be fine, as long as he was doing it to help soothe the burn and sting of the spanking and not for either of their pleasure.That was reasonable.
Even if his dick was already hardening just thinking about it.
But it didn’t matter what his dick wanted as long as the rest of him understood that this was going to be strictly platonic.
Audrey pushed the button for the elevator, and the doors opened immediately.Stepping inside, she turned and looked up at him, and smiled nervously, all her fear, trepidation, and anticipation filling her wide eyes.
Fuck.
ChapterTwenty-Eight
Audrey
Awkward.
This was so awkward.Standing in the elevator was awkward because they were standing right next to each other, and she wanted to reach out to hold his hand.Her own hand felt warmer on the side he was standing on, and she felt like she could barely take in a full breath… but she also couldn’t work up the nerve to reach out for him.
That wasn’t what this was about.
He’d made a very kind offer to demonstrate a spanking.
Which she did want to experience with someone she trusted, and she trusted Mason.
She was also relieved she didn’t have to do it in the club where everyone would be watching.The pressure to react correctly was too high there.Especially since she didn’t know what the right reaction would be.A moan?Crying out?But what if she hated it?
If she did, she didn’t feel like Mason would judge her.Not that they’d spent a ton of time together for her to know for sure, but she felt like she’d been getting to know him over the texts they sent.Plus, the times he’d come running to her rescue.He’d never made her feel judged once.
“I’m right down here,” she said, walking quickly out of the elevator.She didn’t know how she was supposed to behave.Fortunately, Mason didn’t seem to mind.
Nonjudgmental.
That was reassuring since that’s what she was looking for right now.The fact that she was also wildly attracted to him… well, she wasn’t sure that was a good thing.He’d been very specific about it being platonic, which wasa good thing, even if Yasmine was already moving on.
Audrey didn’t even know if she would like kink outside of her fantasies, and Mason was a real-life Dom.
Obviously, it was something he liked.And needed.Audrey wanted a Dom—at least, she thought she did—but how could she be sure when she’d never done anything kinky before?Maybe she only liked it in her books and in her head.Maybe she would wuss out the second his hand came down on her butt.
Even though the idea of his hand coming down on her butt made her feel hot and breathless.
She was far too aware of him standing behind her while she fumbled with her keys.
“Here.”His voice was calm, deep… reassuring.Warm fingers closed around hers as he gently pulled the jingling metal from her nerveless grip.“I’ve got it.This one?”
Nodding, Audrey stepped back as Mason put the key in her lock.
It shouldn’t be sexy, having a man take over opening the door for her, but it was.She didn’t like to feel incompetent or fumbling, but when she did fumble, when she was struggling, wouldn’t it be nice to have someone to catch her?Cash had never, not once in their entire relationship, been that kind of guy.He probably would have laughed while she struggled with the keys, then told his friends about it later.
