Page 60 of The Good Girl Effect
When did I give this man so much power over me? And why do I love it so much?
His wicked lips touch the side of my neck, sucking delicately and sending chills down my spine.
“Jack, please,” I beg.
I hear the crinkle of paper, and I look down to see him dragging the letter softly over my skin and then across the pebbled center of each breast. It’s excruciating.
When he tears his hand and his body away from me, I let out a pained whimper from the ache of his absence.
Then he hands me the letter. And I snatch it from him reluctantly.
I scowl when I hear him laughing to himself.
“Like I said,” he mumbles. “I’m sorry.”
I mumble curses in French as he retreats into the darkness. I slam his letter on the nightstand, too angry to read it right now. I don’t care what he has to say.
“Espèce d’enfoiré cruel,” I grumble to myself, punching my pillow. “Salopard malfaisant!”
Sleep doesn’t come easily. My body is wound tight with need, and I’m far too angry to allow myself to drift off.
I never touch myself to relieve the ache before sleep finds me, though. So I guess I really am a good girl after all.
Rule #20: You deserve to be shown off.
Camille
My good girl,
I’m sure I would have liked him. He raised a headstrong woman, and I can’t imagine that was easy.
Especially not with you.
I can tell by the way you reacted to my restrictions tonight that you didn’t like it. But rules are easy to follow when it’s something you want to do. The harder the restriction, the stronger you are for sticking to it.
The more of a good girl you are.
Here is the good news. If you do obey, then you will be rewarded.
And it will be more than just some light praise. I’m not sure yet what your reward will be, but I’ll be sure it’s something you want. I’ll make sure you enjoy it.
Thank you for letting me tag along today. I’ve been so busy with work lately.
Bea’s mother was usually the one to organize outings like that.
I’m glad you’re here.
How do you feel about going to the club tomorrow night? It’s your night off, isn’t it? I can arrange for Phoenix to stay with Bea. You deserve to be shown off a little.
Let me know what you think.
Your Sir
Last night was grueling. I woke up in the middle of a sexy dream covered in sweat and practically crawling out of my skin, but I made it.
And this letter from Jack is reward enough. The idea of going with him to the club has me practically jumping out of bed.
Not only is today my day off, but his sister Elizabeth has agreed to watch Bea during the day. Which means I’ll have a chance to talk to her about ballet lessons.
