Page 66 of The Mentor
“Get the fuck out of here,” Archer shouted at him while I quickly bent to pick up a sweater and cover myself.
But Finn didn’t look intimidated at all. “I just came to make sure Kya was all right. She wasn’t in her cabin and I couldn’t risk you taking advantage of her on my first day as her protector.” He was still laughing. “Maybe I should be your protector instead.”
Archer pushed him out and slammed the door closed. We could hear Finn’s laughter as he walked away.
Archer started pacing the room while I sank to the bed. “You should have locked the door,” I said quietly.
“Oh, so now it’s my fault?”
“I’m just saying you should’ve locked the door.”
He was fuming.
“Archer, forget about Finn. You know he would’ve done the same thing if a woman was willing to fulfill his sexual fantasy.”
“But why the fuck did you have to have such a stupid fantasy?” he said in a blameful tone.
“I didn’t,” I admitted. “It didn’t turn me on to spank you. It was just a prank.”
He stood stark naked in front of me with his hands resting on his hips and his mouth slightly open. He was huge, in all areas. “A prank?” There was a coldness to his voice.
I tried meeting his eyes, but settled on his shoulder since at least that part of him wasn’t staring me down. “Yeah, you know, because you humiliated me and I thought that…” I trailed off, because saying it out loud made me feel immature and mean.
“I was actually going to go easy on you,” he said in a deep voice. “But now, I think we’re going to jump right to the hard stuff.”
“What hard stuff?” I asked and clutched my sweater closer to me.
“You told me I could do whatever I wanted to do, remember?” Archer’s muscles flexed as he shifted his balance.
“Uh-huh.” I cleared my throat, still only meeting his eyes in glances because the tattoo on his shoulder had become a safe spot for me. “What hard stuff?” I added.
“Anal.”
I gaped. “You’re not se-serious,” I stammered, but Archer looked very serious.
“I’ve always wanted to try anal with a real woman.”
My throat suddenly burned and my palms grew sweaty. “Not that,” I whispered in a slight panic. “I’ve heard that it’s painful.”
“More painful than a spanking?” he asked with an uncompromising tone.
“I don’t think I’m ready for that.”
“Too fucking bad, since you made me a promise.” The bed dipped when Archer sat down next to me. “Don’t worry,” he added. “I’ll warm you up for it.”
“But what if I refuse?” I asked and finally managed to lock eyes with him.
“You won’t,” he said and tugged a strand of my hair behind my ear. “You have too much integrity to back down on a promise.”
Integrity was everything to me. I preached it to the children and Archer knew that. Rubbing my earlobe like I used to when I was upset as a child, I heard my mother’s voice.Don’t give your word lightly because once you’ve given a promise you will have to honor it or lose your integrity.How could I have been so focused on my own stupid prank that I hadn’t even asked him what his fantasy was?
“You have to promise me something,” I whispered. “If it hurts too much, you’ll stop.”
“Uh-huh,” he muttered against my neck. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
I survived the spanking, and I’ll survive this too.I calmed myself, but it wasn’t working, and I was tense when Archer pushed me down on the bed and started kissing and licking my breasts. Using every mental trick I knew, I willed my body to relax.
The more I relax, the less it’s going to hurt.
