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“Does it get easier?” Diamond asked with a grimace, grateful for the company as Crystal hooked her arm in her own and steered her through the crowd, stopping occasionally to answer a question, or let people congratulate Diamond on a “great show.”
“The spankings? No, not really. I don’t think so anyway, but I’m a wuss. The rules get easier to follow, though, which means less spankings, so that’s good. I probably only get called up once a month anymore, and that’s on purpose. I’m so used to regular spankings now, if I don’t get them, I start to get a little cranky and restless.”
“They do seem to have that effect, don’t they?” Diamond sighed, relieved that she wasn’t the only one who found the application of a well-deserved spanking to be oddly comforting and cathartic.
“Nobody believes me about their calming effects,” Crystal lamented, “so I’ve stopped trying to convince them. It’s one of those things you’re never going to understand until you experience it for yourself.”
They reached the doorway at the front of the club, and Crystal released her arm. “You have a good night. After a spanking like that, I’d sleep like a baby, and it sounds like you’ve had an eventful week. You go rest. We’ll have another chance to chat later. Maybe we can do lunch sometime this week.”
Diamond smiled. “I’d like that.” She knew instinctively that she had found a kindred spirit in Crystal, and she was wholly tempted to clock back in and stay to work, but as annoyed as she currently was with Pax, she had zero desire to disobey him at the moment. Her aching ass wouldn’t allow it.
The walk back to the rooms was long and slow. Without company, there was nothing left to focus on other than the pain and heat radiating off her rear with each and every step she took. It was after midnight by the time she finally made it, stopping at a small café to order a sandwich and a bottle of water to go.
As soon as the door to her suite closed behind her, she lifted her skirt and ditched the panties, glaring at them as if they were the cause of all her pain. She devoured the sandwich, standing up, of course, and yawned. A full day had ended with a hard spanking and mind blowing sex, and now that she was safely away from the noise and the lights and the crowd below, she was utterly exhausted.
Ditching the schoolgirl outfit, she opted instead for a tank top and a pair of plaid cotton boxer shorts, smiling when she added her trademark knee socks. It was too hot in Vegas to wear socks during the day, so she put them on the first chance she got, every night. Most people thought it was weird that she slept with socks on, often putting them on to sleep after not having worn them all day, but Diamond couldn’t go to sleep with naked feet. She collapsed onto the bed, face first, relishing in the feeling of the soft and loose cotton against her torched skin. This was so much better than those horrid panties had been.
A loud knock on the door disturbed her restful state, and had her stomach clenching in concern. It was nearly 1:00 am, and nobody knew her room number.
“Who is it?” she yelled, hoping that some drunk partygoer was lost. That happened a lot in Vegas.
Hearing no answer, she stood, and began creeping towards the door, looking around the room for a weapon as she went.
“It’s me,” Pax said sullenly, throwing the door open and stalking towards her quickly. “And that door should have been locked,” he growled. “This is Las Vegas.”
“I… what are you—” Her line of questioning was interrupted when he reached her, and grabbing her tightly around the waist with one hand, he pulled her close. His other hand snaked through her hair as he cupped the back of her neck, and claimed her mouth in a possessive kiss that lasted a full minute and left her breathless.
“Wow,” she said with a weak laugh when he pulled away. “What about the rules? Structure, order, discipline, the cornerstone of your life—the things that made you what you are today—what about all that?”
“Fuck the rules,” he stated simply kissing her again. “There is a time and a place for structure and order, and there is a time and a place for throwing caution to the wind and trusting your instincts and going after what you want. That’s something I’ve learned over the past few days.”
“And… you want… me?” Diamond asked breathlessly, her face close to his.
“Since the moment I pulled you off the stage at Aubergine,” he admitted.
Her heart swelled with happiness, even as her pussy throbbed with arousal at his admission. But she wasn’t going to give in that easily. In her admittedly small realm of experience, this was how women got hurt. “Pax, I… I want you too, but what about tomorrow?”
“What about it?”
“Is it just going to be more of the same—you come to and feel like you’ve made some horrible mistake, and I’m left behind crying?”
“Fuck,” he swore softly, releasing her, before sitting on the bed and looking up at her with sad eyes. “I’m sorry, Diamond. I wasn’t trying to hurt you. In all reality, I thought I was doing the opposite of that. I don’t do well with spontaneity. I don’t make spur of the moment decisions without thinking through every aspect and calculating all the advantages and disadvantages to every situation. I’ve never felt like this so quickly. I’ve never jumped into anything so fully, or leapt without looking down first. My analytical mind was telling me that there was no realistic way that any kind of relationship with you would ever work. I had to throw out the pros and cons and what ifs and listen to my heart. I’ve never done that before.”
Diamond’s own heart was in her throat as she listened to Pax’s impassioned plea. “What,” her voice cracked, and she swallowed heavily. “What is your heart telling you?”
“To throw out the rule book and see what happens. To take a chance for once in my life. To go after what I want because I deserve happiness, and sometimes that means taking risks. I can’t promise that my doubts and fears won’t get the best of me at times. This is completely new territory for me, but I promise to do my level best not to hurt you, and to tell you when I’m struggling.”
He stopped, and looked up at her, and she was nearly moved to tears by the raw emotions playing out on his face.
“But, what about work? What about the fact that you’re my employer? What will people think? How will it even work?
“Luckily for me, people’s opinions of me is the one thing I don’t give a damn about, and as for how it will work, we’ll figure that out as we go, I guess.” He smiled, a mischievous smile, as he looked up at her with amusement. “There is one thing you need to consider, however.”
“What’s that?”
“I’m a dominant by nature. It’s not just work for me. I expect you to be my submissive both inside and outside of the club.”
She smiled, a whole world of possibility opening up in her mind at the notion. She couldn’t believe that after the night she had had, one simple sentence like that one filled her with boundless amounts of energy and a sudden urge to jump his bones. Ignoring her throbbing ass, she sat gingerly on his lap and threw her arms around his neck, smiling happily. “I was hoping you would say that.”
