“Sure.Sex is fine.Whatever you want to do.It won’t make a difference to me.”She batted her eyes at him, but he saw the uncertainty behind her casual smile.
So, that was how she wanted to play it.She was going to do her best to prove that she didn’t have any lingering feelings for him by pretending sex wouldn’t matter.Well, hell, if she wanted to make things easier for him, who was he to argue with her?
He knew Eden.It didn’t matter how much she’d changed over the years, the core of her was still the same.She wouldn’t give him this much leeway unless she still trusted him on some level.
No new barriers.
No keeping herself from him.
All in the name of proving she didn’t have feelings for him anymore, but really, she was revealing the feelings remained.Or maybe, like him, her feelings had changed over time, but when they’d met again, she’d found something to like about him.
He’d gotten over her after their divorce, he really had… until she’d come back into his life, and he’d found that he liked the new her.Maybe she liked the new him, too.Hell, she should.A lot of the changes he’d made were things she’d asked for while they were together that, to his shame, he hadn’t implemented until after she’d left.
“And no objection to calling me ‘Daddy’ for the course of the scene?”he asked, keeping her chin firmly held in place with his forefinger and thumb, so she couldn’t look away or hide her expression.Which was why he saw the flaring of her nostrils as she sucked in a quick breath, her eyelashes fluttering in reaction.
“No objection.”Her voice was higher.Shriller.Less confident.
He hadn’t earned the title of Daddy from her yet, and he’d held it without merit for too long while they were married.Marcus intended to start making up for that tonight.
“No objection, what?”he asked, because he needed to hear her say it.
Something flared in her eyes, her tongue flicking out over her lips again.
“No objection,Daddy.”
Little brat.The emphasis she put on the title made it sound almost sarcastic, but it didn’t matter.His body responded with pure need.
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Marcus
Letting go of Eden’s chin, he took her hand and pulled her forward.It took no effort at all to drag her over his lap.The tight dress she was wearing was sexy as hell, but he recognized an unspoken attempt to brat when he saw it.Did the dress bother him?No.Did he know that she’d worn it in an attempt to bother him?Yes.That was enough of a reason to indulge in some funishment, especially since she’d already agreed to a scene.
“Hey!”
“Tell me, little girl,” he said, resting his hand on her upturned bottom, the tips of his fingers brushing against her thigh where the hem ended.It was just under the curve of her ass, so he was touching her sensitive sit-spot and felt her shiver in reaction.The soft side of her stomach was pressed firmly against the bulge of his cock, rubbing the leather over the aching shaft and head as a massive tease when she squirmed.“Did you wear this dress because you thought I would find it inappropriate?”
Eden went still.
He could practically hear her thinking.
If she admitted it, he could spank her for it.
If she didn’t admit it, he could spank her for lying.
This was a funishment, not a punishment, so it didn’t really matter what she said.Either way, she was in trouble.Even if she didn’t admit it, they’d both know she was lying.He could still read her like a book.He knew exactly why she’d worn that dress.
“What’s inappropriate about it, Daddy?”she asked, her voice so overly and insincerely innocent, a judge would condemn her on that alone.
So, that was how she was going to play it.
Rather than answering, he lifted his hand and brought it down hard on her bottom, making her squeal.She jerked upward, and he used his forearm to pin her down across his thighs, his cock throbbing in response to… well, everything.
“It was a yes or no question, little girl, not an invitation to ask Daddy a question.”
Eden squirmed.Since she’d indicated sex was fine, he dipped his fingers down, brushing the tips along the wet fabric covering her pussy.She was already incredibly turned on.
Fuck.