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“Hmm, you are. Unfortunately, you’ll have to wait for it. And no, they don’t cancel each other out.”
Drat.
“Look, I’m not sure exactly what I agreed to last night, but I don’t think it was me obeying you and being punished if I don’t.”
“Baby, that’s exactly what you agreed to.” There was a softness to his voice that she didn’t expect. He seemed almost tender?
“And you shouldn’t call me baby at work.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Why? I’m the boss. I make the rules.”
“You can’t just make any rules you feel like. Or punish people when they don’t follow them.”
“Of course I can. Why would I bother with rules if I didn’t enforce them? If you break the law and get caught, you get punished. This is no different.”
“Except I have the feeling that the punishment will be vastly different.”
“I knew you were a clever girl,” he replied.
She swallowed heavily. “What I agreed to last night . . . you taking charge. That was only for last night.”
He eyed her for a long moment. “You don’t want this, baby? You don’t want me?”
Oh Lord.
If he’d gotten all bossy and demanding, maybe she could have told him no. But he was pushing her to admit the truth. To him and to herself . . . and yeah, that was harder to fight against.
“I think you want to submit. You want someone to take care of you. To make the decisions when you can’t. To do what is necessary to keep you safe, even when you don’t agree. And you need someone to enforce the rules, because that’s what makes you feel secure. Knowing that person will always be there to catch you.”
It was like he’d leapt inside her head and ripped through all the barriers she’d put between herself and her deepest desires.
How did he do that?
How did he know?
Those weren’t things she even admitted to herself. How . . . how disappointed she’d been when Matt didn’t want to take things that far. Even when she was in Little headspace, he hadn’t ever really had rules for her.
Or punished her.
Sure, he’d taken her over his knee a few times, but she could sense it made him uncomfortable. The few spanks he’d given her were lackluster at best.
Faith had finally stopped asking him. Stopped hinting at more punishment and rules because she didn’t want to make him uncomfortable.
Once again, she’d been the problem.
“What are you thinking?”
She was jolted back into the present. “I, um, I . . . ”
“I find I don’t like your attention on anything but me.”
Dear Lord.
She knew he was arrogant. But sometimes, he took it to the next level.
“Reuben, that’s not possible?—”
“It is.” He looked thoughtful. “If you didn’t have a job, you would have time to devote to me.”
