Page 13 of Heist

“More than a fling. Have you ever been submissive to someone for longer than a scene or a day or two?”

She ran a hand through her blonde hair, and he wanted to do the same. After a moment, she cleared her throat and said, “Once. I wasn’t exactly collared to him, but I lived with him my first year of law school. It was a very strange relationship. He liked to spank me, especially if he thought I’d earned it.”

“And how would you earn a spanking?”

Austin shifted. “This is getting a little personal. I feel weird.”

Patrick gave a low laugh. “If I’m going to be your trainer, it’s going to get a lot more personal than this.”

He watched her take a deep breath and square her shoulders. “Please don’t judge me.”

Patrick tucked a hand beneath her chin. “I’m a Dom at a BDSM club, Austin. I have no room to judge anyone. Now spit it out.” He put a dominant bite into his tone to see how she would react to it.

Squeezing her eyes shut she said, “Spanking got me through law school If I fucked up on a test or didn’t turn something in on time, I knew he was going to spank the hell out of me when I got home.”

Patrick trailed a finger up her cheek. “Now why would I judge you for that, sweetheart? You’re speaking my language.”

“So, you really don’t think I’m weird for enjoying punishment? We always had the best sex after he spanked me. I would sometimes lie and tell him I was late for something just so he would use a hairbrush on me.”

Patrick laughed. “You’re definitely not weird but let’s get one thing straight, you ever lie to me like that a spanking will be the least of your worries. You want a spanking, you ask for it. Don’t make up misbehavior just to get it.”

Austin swallowed. “OK,” she whispered into the dark.

“This has been a very enlightening conversation, sweetheart. I’ll consider everything when the board meets tomorrow to match everyone.”

Austin gave him a shy smile. “Thank you.”

“Are you going to think of me, or Derek when you slide the vibrator across your clit tonight?”

Austin coughed in surprise but didn’t answer.

“Answer the question, Austin. That or I walk to your room with you and you can hand the vibrator over.”

“You, definitely you, especially after this God damned conversation,” she blurted.

Patrick laughed. “I hope you know if we do this thing, I’m going to ask you to describe exactly how you masturbated to thoughts of me.”

Austin blew out a breath. “Is this really happening? I did not expect any of this when I booked my flight to Colorado.”

Patrick laughed. “I think it’s really happening. I can’t say I expected any of it either.”

“Do you want to come to my room?” she asked, her voice trembling.

Patrick wanted to say yes, but he also wanted to test her. “If I come back to your room, it won’t be to fuck you, baby girl.”

“What… what would it be for?” she asked with stammering breath.

“To finish your spanking, of course. And to take your vibrator.”

Austin laughed. “If you’re going to take my vibrator after I sign on the dotted line, I think I’ll keep my masturbating privileges for tonight.”

Giving into his urges, he let his hands fist into her hair and brought his lips close to hers. “Good choice,” he said before crushing his mouth to hers.

Their car was pulling under the hotel portico by the time he broke their kiss.

“I’ll see you at the party tomorrow night, Austin,” he said as the driver came around and opened her door.

Patrick let himself out of the car. Christ, had he really just turned down an opportunity to go to bed with her? He watched her disappear into the hotel. They were going to have a much longer conversation before they slept together.

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