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His smile grew when a passionate, deeper rosy color stained her cheeks. “I can see you like that idea.”

She shrugged and tried to act nonchalant, but he could see the interest in her eyes.

“I will expect you to do what I tell you to do.” He held a hand up when her mouth opened. “I know you’ll fight against some of the things, and that’s fine. Just expect to get punished if you do something to put yourself in danger mostly.”

Her eyes widened. “Punished? Like how?”

“Mostly spanking. I might have you take a time out, and that’s when you sit somewhere quiet for a certain amount of time so you can think about whatever got you in trouble. The last thing I’d do is delay your orgasm.”

“And you think that’s a bad thing?”

He could tell she was trying not to smile and grinned. “It’s probably the worst. Think about it. I’d get you all hot and bothered and then stop. I’d repeat that until I know you’ve learned your lesson. Read about it. It’s very uncomfortable, and most women would rather be spanked.”

“I’ve read about everything in the books I’ve edited so far, but I’ve never believed a few of the things, and that’s one of them.”

He let her stew on that for a moment while he unplugged the tub so the water drained. He helped her to her feet, lifted her to stand on the bath mat, and then started to dry her thoroughly.

“Get dressed in your nighttime outfit, and then come downstairs.”

“It’s a little early for bed.”

“We’re not going to bed, little squirrel. I will feed you, and then we’ll cuddle and watch a movie. How does that sound?”

“Nick, you don’t have…”

He tipped her chin up with a finger. “I know I don’t have to do anything. This is a big part of it. I will take care of you. It’s one of my favorite parts. I’m going to enjoy cherishing you.”

He pressed a kiss to her lips and walked to the door. “Come down when you’re ready.”

“Okay, Sir.”

He turned. “You have no idea what that does to me, do you?” She shook her head. “You keep it up, and you’ll find out.”

He walked away because he knew if he stayed another moment, he’d have her under him and fucking her until she couldn’t walk.

Chapter Eleven

When he got to the kitchen, Nick pulled out his phone and called Link, one of the men in his unit, and gave him a rundown of what was happening.

“I’ll get a file going on him now,” Link said. “The bastard fucked with the wrong man. Just remember you can’t kill the guy.”

“We’ll see. I’ll call you back tomorrow. I’m going to be taking care of her tonight.”

Link laughed. “You’re a lucky man.”

“Yes, I am, and you will be too someday,” Nick said.

“I hope so. I need my own little sub.”

Nick knew how he felt. They all did. They’d spent hours talking about the type of women they wanted. He was surprised when he first realized that the men in his unit wanted the same Dom/sub type of relationship. It drew them even closer together.

“You will,” he said and hung up.

Nick pulled sandwich meat and condiments from the refrigerator and set them on the table. It took a little longer because he had no idea where everything was yet. But he’d learn. When he heard a scratching at the door, he walked over to see Luna and let her in.

He knelt and petted the dog and scratched behind her ears. “Hi, sweet girl. We’ll get you fed. Wait until Janessa gets down.”

He turned when he heard a sound and saw Janessa in summer pajamas with shorts and a short-sleeved shirt. He knew her to be forty-five, but at the moment, she looked like a teenager.

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