“Punishment?”
“Yep, I’d have to have you strip off your pants then lie over my lap. Then I’d lower your panties and smack your little bottom until it was rosy red.”
“Oh God,” she groaned. Was he trying to kill her?
“Does that turn you on, Mari-girl?”
She was already turned on. Hearing him talk to her that way just made it worse.
“Is that what the heroes in your books would do? Would they spank the heroine for lying?”
“Y-yes,” she replied.
“Is that what you want? To feel my hand smack against your bottom?”
“I . . . I . . .”
“Or do you want something else?” he murmured to her. She closed her eyes as his finger reached lower, just pressing against her clit. He just left it there, not moving. She made a frustrated noise, trying to thrust up against his finger.
“Uh-uh. No trying to get your own pleasure.” He kissed her cheek. “Weren’t we supposed to be just watching a movie and relaxing? Seems my naughty girl has other ideas. Tell me, why did you really want to go have a shower? Were you going to play with yourself? Make yourself come?”
There was no way she was telling him. Nuh-uh.
“You don’t have to tell me, of course. But if you don’t, then I won’t know there’s a problem that needs taking care of, will I? We’ll just have to sit here, with you wriggling around on my lap because you won’t tell Daddy what you need. Like today, when you didn’t tell Daddy that you were struggling. That was very naughty.”
“I can’t say the words!”
“No? Why not?”
“I’m a virgin,” she blurted it out. A twenty-three-year-old virgin. That had to be an odd thing in this day and age, right?
“I figured you were,” he said very matter-of-factly.
She slumped against him. “You did?”
“Yep. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. If I take things too far, if I push too hard, you can say your safeword and I’ll stop. No matter what.”
“A safeword? Like for BDSM play?”
“Uh-huh. But this safeword can be used at any time. We’ll stop whatever is going on and talk. Okay?”
All right. That actu
ally made her feel much better. She slumped back against him. “Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl. You know I’m an old-fashioned guy. I’m not into casual sex. I’ve had other partners, yes. But only those I’ve been in a relationship with.”
She did not want to hear about his other sexual partners.
“And I haven’t felt for them a fraction of what I feel for you.”
Thank God. Warmth flooded her.
“I’m not going to fully take you until you’re absolutely sure you’re mine. Because that would be the last part of me claiming you. Fully. Right now, this is all new to you. You’re inexperienced when it comes to sex, to men, to being a Little. My Little. And I need you to be sure, because it would break me if I gave you everything and you left.”
“I don’t want to break you,” she whispered.
“And I don’t want to break you either. So we’ll play, we’ll get to know each other. And then when I’m sure you’re in this for good, I’ll claim all of you. Now, would you like me to help you relax? Or do you just want to sit and watch the movie? Just know that while I’m giving you this choice tonight, you won’t often have it. Sometimes, I’ll order you to sit on my lap and spread your legs so I can play with your clit. Other times, I might have you kneel between my legs and suck my cock. Would you like that, Mari-girl?”