“Look at me, sweetheart.”
Her eyes met mine.
“Lucas will fuck you good and hard, but he won’t be able to dominate you like I can. He won’t get you on your knees at the door waiting for him when he comes home from a trip. He won’t get your ass lit up in punishment, or even for the hell of it. He’s just too damned nice.”
When she opened her mouth to reply, I cut her off. “That’s why he wanted
me in the mix, because I can give you what he can’t. I can give you what you’ve been missing, what you need.”
I was learning pretty quickly what that was and it filled something in me, too. While she beautifully handed over her power to me, I took it as a gift. I dominated her only because she chose to submit, and it was a beautiful thing. I needed that control, that power exchange, because when my life was spinning out of control, it was one thing I could count on. I could be there for Hailey, give her what she needed even when she might not realize she needed something. For as long as she’d be around.
She turned so she was on her knees facing me. Her breasts came out of the water, dripping with water. The nipples were soft, plump tips from the heat.
I groaned.
“I need right now,” she said, her voice breathy and like a fucking porn star.
“You’re not sore?”
Biting her lip, she shook her head. “I… I ache.”
Oh shit.
“You have a greedy pussy, don’t you?”
“Oh yes,” she quickly agreed.
“Who’s in charge of that pussy, sweetheart? Do you decide when it gets fucked?”
When she shook her head, the tendril of hair clung to her long neck. “No.”
“No, what?” I asked, making my voice have that edge of stern authority so she knew we were playing.
She blinked, wet her lips, then said, “No, sir.”
Oh fuck. Why did that sound so damned good?”
“Yet you’re so desperate for my dick that you’ll beg anyway.”
This was all foreplay. Talking dirty with her, starting things off so she knew I wasn’t going to be gentle with her. I wasn’t Lucas. Right now, she didn’t want him. She wanted me.
“Please,” she whispered.
I looked her over, took in the hooded eyes, the flushed cheeks, the wild hair. Her fucking luscious nipples. I almost gave in. But then I’d get what I wanted and not what she needed.
Hailey came first. Always.
“All right. You’ll get me inside you, but after your spanking. Naughty girls who beg get fucked with a red, sore ass. Go to my bedroom and lean over the bed, feet on the floor.”
She looked at me for a moment, then stood, the water sluicing down her toned, firm body.
Fuck, I could come from just looking at her. Now I had to spank her ass before I took her. My dick would have to deal.
Climbing out, she took two steps, then screamed.
Panicked, I stood up in the tub, looked for what freaked her out. My rifle was by the front door, dammit. I had a second to process the possibilities. She stepped on a nail. She kicked a loose deck board and hurt her foot. Someone was in the house.
It was none of that.