Author: Tara Sue Me
“Julie?”
“Yes, sir. I’m fine. ”
Those intense eyes crinkled up at the corners as a smile covered his face. “Just fine? Answer, please. ”
She found herself smiling back. “Slightly better than just fine. ”
“Just slightly? Answer, please. ”
Who knew a Dom could be such a tease?
Surely she could tease, too. “Well, if you must know, I’m slightly disappointed you’re the only one who’s half- naked. ”
“All in good time, my sweet. Trust me. ”
She realized at his words that she did, she did trust him. It was both scary and reassuring at the same time. How was that possible?
“Are you thinking of something other than me again?” At his firm voice, her thoughts fled.
Her mouth opened and a “No, sir” almost slipped out before she realized he hadn’t explicitly told her to answer. She tightened her lips into a line.
He gave a husky chuckle. “Smart girl. Although for a minute there I thought you’d make a mistake, and I was looking forward to turning you over my knee and spanking your ass until it turned a beautiful shade of pink. ”
No one had ever spanked her before. She wouldn’t have thought she’d have liked it, but his words left such an image in her mind, she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like.
“Would you like that?” He took a step toward her and circled her, like a lion teasing his prey. “Me putting you over my knee?”
He unbuttoned her shirt, and she shivered as he pushed it off her shoulders. “Spanking you?” He deftly unsnapped her bra and ran his thumbs over her nipples. “I don’t even need you to answer, your body tells me all I need to know. ” Two steps and he was behind her, whispering, “I bet you’re wet already, just at the thought of it. ” A strong hand cupped her ass. “Imagine me doing it. ”
She almost moaned, because suddenly, she wanted it. Wanted to feel his hand spanking her.
He remained behind her, his hands traveling across her shoulders, down her chest, gently cupping her breasts, and dipping to her waist before moving up her body and back down again. All the while his whispers were wicked. “I think I’d sit on the bed and watch you strip for me, but I’d keep my clothes on the entire time. That way when I commanded you to position yourself across my lap, you’d feel the roughness of my clothing against your bare skin. ”
One of his hands slid between her still-clothed legs and cupped her, his thumb pressed against her clit. She rocked into him.
He nibbled her earlobe and continued. “I’d play with your pu**y while I situated you just so. Tease you, never quite giving you what you craved. All the time reminding you what a naughty, naughty girl you’d been. How naughty, naughty girls deserved to be punished. ”
She was practically at the point of begging him to take her. To do something. Please.
She let out a gasp when he landed a soft swat to her backside.
He chuckled. “I’d start slowly. Gentle pats to warm your skin. Make you sensitive. Gradually, I’d get harder and harder. Maybe spank your pu**y a few times. Even better, I’d f**k you with my fingers. You’d like that. ”
Oh, hell, yes. She most certainly would. She wanted it right then and there.
But he wasn’t ready to give it to her yet. “I’d spank that beautiful ass just up until you’re about to come from my hand and fingers alone. And do you know what I’d do then? Answer me!”
Her voice trembled with need. “No, sir. ”
He moved to stand before her, made sure she was looking at him. “I’d put you on your back, so you could feel the sting of my spanking while I spread your legs and f**ked you senseless. ”
She exhaled in a ragged gasp.
“You would like that, wouldn’t you? Answer please. ”
“Yes, sir. ”
She would like it a lot. Guilt flooded her.
She dipped her head, but he wouldn’t allow it. With one finger he lifted her chin.
“Look at me, Julie. ”
She could do nothing else.
“There’s no shame in anything we’ll ever do together. ” He traced her lips with his finger. “If we both agree to it and we enjoy it, there is no room for guilt. Understand? Answer me, please. ”
Anything resembling guilt or shame faded with his touch. “Yes, sir. ”
“Say it again. ”
“Yes, sir. ”
“Louder. ”
“Yes, sir. ”
His hand dropped to his side. “Don’t ever feel badly for admitting what you need. ”
She stood, waiting for him to say or do something, and watching as he stripped his sweater off. He was just as breathtaking as he’d been the previous weekend. Maybe more so, because she knew more now.
“Your turn,” he said. “Take the jeans off. ”
While she’d undressed in front of men before, somehow doing so under Daniel’s watchful gaze made every step of the act one hundred times more intense.
“What lovely panties,” he said when she’d stepped out of her jeans. “Did you wear them especially for me?”
“Yes, sir. ”
For several seconds the words hung in the air between them. Daniel tilted his head and narrowed his eyes.
Damn it.
His voice was soft, but firm. “Did I ask you to speak? Answer me. ”
“No, sir. ”
Her heart pounded in her throat. What was he going to do? Laugh and say she was a sorry excuse for a submissive?
“And after I finished telling you what I’d do if you spoke. It’s almost as if you want me to spank you. ”