Page 11 of Spy With Me
He could see her pussy. Fuck. He was so hard he could barelybreathe. This was what happened when he let it go for way too long. He hadn’thad sex in months, and it was making him a little crazy.
Or it’s about her, dumbass.
When had he started hearing Ian Taggart’s voice in his head?He had daddy issues.
“Is the corset?”
Her eyes heated up and the brat was back. The gorgeousfucking sexy brat. “Why don’t you find out?”
He was not letting that invite go unanswered. He moved inand put his hands on either side of her corset. It was a gorgeous emerald greenthat made her skin glow and set off the natural red of her hair. It wasbeautifully made with laces up the back and hooks and eyes in the front. Orwere they? He ripped the corset off her, and it split in two easily.
She was grinning even as those perfect tits of hers wereperking up before him. “I found this real trick with the Velcro. No one cantell. I use thin material but it’s strong. It looks like the hooks and eyeshold it together, right?”
That’s what she did. That’s right. TJ mentioned she was adesigner. He hadn’t been sure if it was graphics or interior. Clothes. Fashion.It fit her. “It’s amazing, sweetness. You need to produce a whole line ofthese.Domslove to rip clothes off.”
She was smiling so brightly and so comfortable with hernudity. “I know. And corsets are expensive. I once overheard my mom talkingabout how many times she had to buy new laces for hers because my dad would getimpatient and take a knife to them. I know. It was a weird childhood. But itgot me thinking. Most of the time tearaways look like crap.”
He sat on the bed and held a hand out. “You tell me allabout it, sweetness, while we get the discipline portion of the evening out ofthe way. I want to play with you, Devi, but I think I want to fuck you more. Ithink I might need to get the fucking part out of the way before I tie you upand see how much edging you can take.”
He could actually see her nipples tighten. She was a littlehard core. Good. He could be rough.
She nodded, her eyes a bit unfocused. “Yes. I could use thatmyself, Sir, and I’ll take you up on the play, though I don’t know how muchtime we’ll have tonight. It’s getting late.”
“Then we’ll have to try this again tomorrow.”
“I thought this would be a one-night thing.”
He gave her a shrug. “It might be. I could be terrible atthis, and you might walk away.”
Her eyes rolled. “Sure, you are. Tell me something, Captain,are you terrible at sex?”
“No, sweetness. You might think you were going to steal anight from me, but you’ll be in my bed tomorrow, too. Now lay over my lap. Yoursafe word is red.” They’d gone over this before watching the scene. She had fewhard limits. He wasn’t worried he would scare her. She was used to thelifestyle. He believed she would use that safe word if she needed to. He wasn’tgoing to give her a reason.
She took his hand and let him help her down. “It’s been awhile since I had sex, Sir.”
He stared at the globes of her ass. So fucking pretty. Hecupped one, and a shudder went through her. “Me, too, and the last time I hadsex it was for intel. You should know that. I’ve fucked for intel before. Iwant to be honest with you.”
“I don’t know that I like the sound of that,” she admitted.
“I don’t either. I did it because I didn’t have anyone whomattered to me. Not in that way. I suppose I really did it because I had abunch of people who did matter to me in other ways. But I don’t think I want todo that again. I didn’t like how it made me feel.”
She sighed and relaxed. “Well, I haven’t had sex in sixmonths. I’ve been focused on getting the job I want. Which I didn’t get. Hencethe need for stress relief.”
He stroked the cheeks of her ass, from the dip in her lowerback to her thighs, learning her gentle curves. “It sucks to work hard and notget what you want. I’m sorry to hear it, sweetness, but it still won’t saveyou.”
He brought his hand up and then down in a sharp arc, thecrack sounding through the small room. Her skin immediately pinkened, and shegasped.
“I don’t want to be saved,” she admitted. “We both know thispunishment is going to get me hot as hell and ready for you to do everythingyou said you would. Now ask your questions again and I’ll be honest.”
He slapped her ass again. And again. This was going to befun, and he liked how fair she was. He had tried to get a read on her duringthe scene, but she’d been snarky and elusive. “What do you like about D/s?”
Two more smacks.
A laugh huffed out of her, and though he couldn’t see herexpression he was sure there was a self-deprecating smile on her face. “Thehonesty. Which I know how that sounds. I like that I can ask for what I wantand at least here, no one will make fun of me for it. I can be who I am.”
The irony was not lost on him, but he pushed the guiltaside. He wasn’t lying to hurt the team. Just to hopefully save his mother, andhis secrets wouldn’t touch Devi. If he had his way, they wouldn’t touch anyone.He gave her another two smacks, and she hissed at the pain but almostimmediately relaxed. “Then why the walls?”
“You know why, Zach. I told you. I was way more attracted toyou than I should be, and those hard slaps of yours are not helping. DamnDomsare always too soft. They think I’m fragile orsomething.”
