Page 139 of Skate the Line

My lip lifts. The compliment goes right to my head.

“You like ‘em?”

“No.”

I chuckle dryly. “We’re back to lying now?”

She makes a tsk sound, and I picture her tongue clicking inside her sweet mouth. “Are you going to send me to timeout?”

A knot pulls on my stomach. “I told you that’s not how I’d punish you.”

“Well, you never told me how you would punish me.”

Shedoeswant to know.

“You’re tempting me to say things that you can’t unhear once I say them.”

This is her one out.

If she wants to stop this conversation before it starts, then this is the time to hang up.

I’m not strong enough. Hell, I don't want it to end.

It’s hard to remember that she’s Ellie’s nanny while we’re both tucked away behind closed doors inside this big, quiet house. The world is sleeping. There are no witnesses around. It’s just us on the phone without anyone else listening.

“Do you want to hear them, Sunshine?” I ask, poking her to make a decision.

“Only if we can act like I didn’t after we hang up the phone.”

She knows this is wrong, but she must like breaking rules as much as I do.

“Deal.”

Her shaky breath causes my mouth to run dry. The rasp in my voice gets worse.

“There are many ways I could punish you.” I shut my eyes and imagine her lying in her bed for the taking with a teasing little smile on her face, knowing what’s coming for her. “I could tie you up, but we’ve already learned that’s not something you like.”

Her loud swallow catches my attention.

“I used to.”

Ah, hell.

“We’ll have to work on getting you back to liking that.”

No, we will the fuck not.

“Tonight wouldn’t be the time for that, though.” My palm rubs against my dick through my sweats, and I exhale. “Instead, I’d go for edging.”

“Edging?”

“Yeah.” I hope she can’t hear the desperation in my voice. Picturing her alone in her bed, all worked up over what I’m saying, has me pulsing in places I wasn’t aware had a pulse. “It would feel like a punishment at first, but it’d intensify your orgasm…when I finally let you have it.”

She inhales sharply.

“I’d start by skimming my fingers over your belly and probably dip them under the waistband of those cute shorts you have on.” I clench my jaw and press on my throbbing cock again. “I’d do this so many times that you would be dripping between your legs.”

I may die from the thought.

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