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“Spread your thighs a little,” he ordered, wanting a better view of her pretty little pussy.
She complied and he smiled at the sight of her glistening slit, begging to be stroked.
He slapped her other cheek, then rubbed away the sting.He wondered how long or hard he’d have to spank before she stopped enjoying it.The truth was, while he had a naturally dominant personality, he had never before engaged in kinky play to this level.Though now he wondered why not.The heady sense of power and virility he derived from taking charge of Chloe fulfilled a need he’d never known he had.
He continued to spank her until she began to writhe and whimper.Her cheeks had turned from creamy white to a rosy pink and the color began to hold.“Have you had enough, little girl?”he asked, rewarding her with two fingers between her legs.
She jackknifed back, eager for his touch.
“No, little miss.Naughty girls do not get off after they’ve been spanked,” he said, though he did not stop his steady caress of her sex, circling her clit, then penetrating deeper.
“Ohhh,” she moaned.
“Do you like that?”
“Yes!”
He removed his hand and gave her one last slap.“Then you’d better behave tonight so you can get your reward later.”Pulling down her skirt, he helped her slide off his thighs to sit beside him.“You may get out now,” he said imperiously.
Her face flushed, she swallowed.“Okay,” she said meekly, reaching for the door handle.
He exited from his side and met her around the car, putting a hand on her low back, straying toward her bottom to guide her in.They sat down and the waitress handed them menus.
“What can I get you to drink?”she asked.
Chloe shot him a glance, as if wondering if she had permission to speak.Pleased she had remembered, he leaned forward and asked in an undertone, “Do you drink beer?”
She nodded.
“Light?”
She nodded again.
“We’ll have two honey ales,” he said.
The waitress looked from Chloe to him as if trying to understand why a grown woman wouldn’t order her own beer.
When she walked away, he grinned.“It used to be considered gentlemanly to order for your date.”
Chloe just smiled, clearly enjoying the game as much as he.They looked at their menus.
“You may point to the food you’d like to eat,” he informed her.
She chuckled and held up her menu, pointing to the grilled chicken salad like a mute.
“Perfect.After we order, you may speak, but only to ask any questions you may have for me.Make them good, because I may not allow you to speak again.”
Once again,Dr.Dreamy had reduced her to a mass of tingling nerve-endings, in the best possible way.She understood his game now—by taking away all her control, she had no reason to be nervous.All she had to do was obey, which, it turned out, served as the hottest foreplay she’d experienced.
She didn’t even want to think about what that said about her.
Darren ordered their meals and then turned to her.“You may now ask me questions.”
She took a breath.“How old are you?”
“Thirty-eight.Next?”
She went for the most difficult one for her to ask.“What made you think I would like this?”
