Page 115 of The Keeper

“I see.” Xavier walked over to the couch and sat down. He motioned for me to come to him.

The way he sat on the cushion so regal and powerful and sexy made my heart race. I went to him without hesitation.

He hooked a finger in my panties and pulled me so I stood between his legs. “Did you like sitting in Noah’s lap?” He caressed the back of my legs with whisper light touches.

“Will I be in trouble if I did?”

The caressing turned into kneading. His fingers dug into the skin just below the curve of my backside. “I haven’t decided yet.”

His smug smile tipped me off. He knew what I was up to. Just like the last time. Getting him to do what I wanted required subtlety on my part. I wasn’t generally described as subtle so this whole thing would probably end up being a wash.

“You’re not going start pacing are you?”

“I haven’t decided yet,” I mimicked him, accent and all.

Oh boy. The carnal look on Xavier’s face was priceless. He rubbed his thumb along his lip and stopped, biting down on it with a grin. I think I just inadvertently got what I wanted.

“Take a step back.”

I did because, well, yeah, this is happening now and I, for one, cannot wait. He stood up and glanced around.

“Kitchen.”

That’s all he said. I shivered and walked. The few times I dabbled with spanking, and I do mean few, were mostly drunken dares. Nobody knew what they were doing. Nobody was experienced.

I stood by the counter, waiting for whatever came next. Xavier advanced on me and God help me he looked ferocious. Not scary. No, no. He looked like he wanted to devour me.

“Turn around,” he ordered.

I did without any qualms and braced my hands on the counter’s edge. I felt him stand behind me. Then I felt his finger run up my arm to the back of my neck.

“There will be three,” he told me. “Normally I would make you count but since there are so few and it’s your first time, I won’t. Would you like to know what they’re for?”

I nodded.

“I can’t hear you, Victoria.”

“Yes, please.”

“The first is for the night you unbuckled my pants when I told you to only unbutton my shirt.”

I laughed softly. He leaned close and kissed my neck.

“The second,” he continued, “is for your cheeky comeback just now about pacing. And the third,” he lowered his hand to caress my backside, “is for sitting in Noah’s lap. If at any time you want me to stop, say red and I will. When I ask if you are okay to continue, say green. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“Are you sure you want to continue?”

“Yes, Xavier. I’m sure.”

He sighed.

Oh shoot. “Green.”

Inhaling slowly, I turned to glance at him over my shoulder. He looked as intense as he’d been the night on his patio. If not for the impending spanking experience, I’d kiss him until we both couldn’t breathe.

My stare lingered a beat too long. When his eyes met mine he let out a low, satisfied groan. The sound pierced right through me.

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