Saxon's Soul (Haven, Texas 5)

submissive under his protection to clean up his play area.

He settled on a couch in a dark corner, arranging Aspen on his lap so she was half-turned into him, her weight off her tender bottom. He tucked the blanket around her and just held her for a moment, crooning to her.

Good. Now time for some questions. It was kind of sneaky, but right now her defenses were down and he might not get another chance like this for a while.

“Come back to me now, pet.”

She sighed. “I like when you call me pet and sprite. Why is that?”

“Maybe it’s because you’re my pet, aren’t you, my good girl?”

“Your good girl.” There was a dreamy tone to her voice. Something a little childlike. Good.

“Pet, you submitted so beautifully. Did you enjoy your time on the spanking bench?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Did you like being bound?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Proper answers please,” he said in a stern voice.

She blinked as she looked up at him. “Yes, Sir.”

“What else did you like?”

She blushed and he ran a finger down her cheek. “I’m not going to ask again, pet. You can answer or I can attach a tickler to your clit and make you wear it all night. I’ll keep you just on the edge but won’t let you fall over.”

Her eyes widened. Her breath grew faster. Hmm, one night he might just have to do that.

“I liked the vibrator against my clit, Sir.”

He bet she did.

“And the anal plug?”

That blush deepened. Delightful. “Not at the start. It burned. But it . . . uh . . . grew on me.”

He smiled. “Did it? I thought that might be the case, opens up a whole other world, doesn’t it?”

“That’s one way to put it.”

“And your spanking?”

“It hurt!”

“It was meant to. I wanted you to cry. I had to get past those defenses you’ve erected so you could let go. Pain can do that.”

She pouted. “I don’t think I’ll be sitting well tomorrow.”

“But do you feel better after a good cry?”

She frowned slightly then smiled. “Yes. I feel lighter.”

He kissed her forehead. “Thank you for being so honest.” While those defenses were still down he was determined to get some more answers.

“Why didn’t you come to me the other day when you hurt your hand?”