Page 32 of Blaze & Ajax

“But—”

“Now!”

Myface flames as I unbutton my jeans and pull down my underwear. Then I fall over his lap and close my eyes to the inevitable, humiliating sting.

His warm hand rests on my ass. “From now on, you will submit to me in every way I ask. Do not defy me or make me angry. But whenever you submit and do exactly as you’re told, I will reward you.”

“How?”

Instead of answering me, I feel the first sting as the slap rings out inside his large office. But it’s not the pain that shocks me. I’m… turned on.

I snapped out of my memory, feeling myself starting to spiral again, needing to relinquish my control to give me strength and direction. I needed Ajax, but fuck if I wanted to be vulnerable around him again. It had been humiliating enough, and he shoved it in my face.

If you had just communicated with him, you wouldn’t be in this mess.

I ignored my stupid thoughts.

Despite feeling helpless after sex with Ajax the other day,duringsex had been… amazing. God, I missed getting rammed. Ajax had started out strong, but then he blew it.

Because you haven’t told him what you need, idiot.

While I needed Ajax, I didn’t trust him with my vulnerability, but this wouldn’t work if I couldn’t do that.

My phone, sitting on the couch cushion next to me, buzzed. I lifted it to read the message.

Unknown: Come over. We need to talk.

Me: Who the fuck is this?

Unknown: Ajax.

My stomach suddenly dipped, and my heart raced. It was like he could sense me spiraling from far away. I was excited yet fucking annoyed.

Me: How the duck did you get this number?

Fucking autocorrect.

I quickly plugged his details into my contacts list.

Ajax: Quack Quack LMAO!

Me: Asshole

Ajax: I’ll give you that. Come over, Kitten.

Me: Stop calling me that.

Ajax: Never. Besides, you liked it when I called you that last time.

Me: No, I didn’t.

Ajax: Yes, you did. Come over.

Me: Why?

Ajax: Just do it. It’ll be worth your while.

Me: Whatever.

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