“Do I need to spank you? The appropriate response was, ‘No, Sir.’ Your underwear will look beautiful on the floor. Take it off.Now.”
I watch, entranced by the blush rising on her cheeks as she reaches around, unclasping her bra. Fuck, her breasts are perfect. It takes all my self-restraint not to go to her.
“And the boxer shorts. I want to see that delectable cunt of yours. It’s been plaguing my dreams since the last time we fucked.”
She shrugs out of them before sashaying toward me, the blush of her cheeks betraying the vixen she’s trying to be. It makes her all the more endearing. “What now?”
“You tell me, baby girl. What do you want from me?”
Chapter 21
ASPEN
“Do you want me to fuck you without feeling? I can’t do that, not with you. Do you want me to punish you for ripping my heart out every time you brushed past me up in that kitchen? Or do you want a demonstration of my class this evening?” My heart is hammering so hard it’s going to burst out of my chest.
Standing before him now—after everything we’ve been through—naked and vulnerable, I find myself lost for words.
“I don’t know.”
“I want to fuck you so hard right now, baby girl, but I’m not touching you until you tell me what you want.”
“All I know is that you make me want things I’ve never even contemplated before. I’ve neverwanteda man to punish me. In fact, I’d go as far as to say I would knock out any man who tried. But with you, I feel confused. I find myselfwantingto please you.”
“You’ve got the makings of a stunning submissive, but I will not and cannot be your sole reason for stepping into this arena. If you can honestly tell me that you are interested in this lifestyle regardless of my wants and needs, then I’ll fuck you so hardyou’ll forget your own name. I will worship at your altar with every fiber of my being.”
I’m so far out of my comfort zone right now. I’m a lights-off-hide-under-the-covers kind of girl. I have more curves than any woman I’ve met here. They outshine me at every turn, but I ended up here tonight for a reason.
“I had a fight with my best friend tonight, and I ended up here. In Mistress Genevieve’s playroom.” His jaw visibly tightens, and I think back to only moments ago on the floor above this one.
“What the fuck did she do?”
“Nothing. I asked to be shown around. I was with a girl named Jenna.”
“And what happened? I swear to God you’re trying to kill me, Aspen.”
“We asked what a riding crop felt like. She smacked my hand once. That’s it. I didn’t do anything. I can’t.”
“You can’t?”
“Are you really going to make me spell it out?”
“Yes. Within the walls of this club,everythinghas to be spelled the fuck out.”
“I was turned on at the bite of the crop. I imagined what it would feel like elsewhere.”
“Christ.”
“I was thinking what it would feel like ifyouused it on me. On my ass. My…”
“You can say it, baby girl. It’s not a dirty word.”
“My pussy.”
He slowly circles me, caressing my back, sending a shiver down my spine. “So you want me to punish you? What am I punishing youfor?”
“For not telling you I was an escort.”
“And?” He leans in, letting his lips brush my neck. “What else? What have you done tonight, baby girl?”
