Page 65 of Obsession

His voice sounds as if it’s far, far off in the distance.

He’s still standing behind me. I can feel his eyes burning through me as vividly as his belt.

“Rule number three.”

Oh, God, will that be three strikes?

“Alwayskeep your finger on the outside of the trigger guard, nowhere near the trigger, until you’re ready to shoot.”

Leaning across my body, he slides the gun between my secured wrists. “Show me.”

I make sure my fingers are nowhere near the trigger.

He nods. “Good. Just like that.” He takes the gun away. “Bend over the table.”

“Oh my God! Again?”

“You didn’t really think we were done, did you?”

I ignore the way excitement builds in my belly, because I don’t have any fucking idea why the knowledge that he’s going to continue to punish me thrills me.

I shake my head numbly. I bend over the table again. This time, I squeeze my eyes shut tight.

No warning at all, but his belt lands with rapid precision, each line of fire building on the one before it until my body screams in pain.

One.

Two.

Three.

Then he’s in my space, his body over mine and his pelvis pressed up against my aching, heated ass. I look down at his large hands placed on either side of me and shiver. I feel his prickly stubble along my cheek as his mouth comes to my ear. “Did you learn your lesson, Violet?” His teeth clench on my earlobe, and I hiss in a breath.

Heat races through me. I close my eyes. I’m drowning in him, in his nearness and dominance, his voice and clean, masculine scent. My heart beats along with his as he’s pressed up against my back.

“Yes, sir.”

“Tell me something, then.”

“Yes?” I whisper.

“If I slid my fingers into your panties, would I find you wet?”

My mouth falls open. “What?”

“I spanked you.”

That felt like more than a spanking. My voice trembles.“You call that a spanking? A spanking is over your lap with your palm.”

“I can arrange that, too.”

Gah!I think I swallowed my tongue.

“Cain!”

“Violet. Did your punishment turn you on?”

In my trademark nonsensical way, I answer a question with a question. “If that was punishment, would I be in trouble for being turned on?”

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