Page 58 of His Best Man's Baby

She widened her eyes. “What do you mean?”

“Where’s Jaxon?”

“My mom’s keeping him for the night.”

A slow grin spread over his face. “Is that so?”

“Yes.”

“And the outfit?” His hot gaze seemed to sizzle as it traveled down her legs to her feet. The polished toes did look cute. “Those shoes?”

“I’ll take them off if you want. They do make me really tall.” She started to bend down.

“If you do, I’ll spank you.” He crooked a finger at her. “What am I saying? I owe you a spanking anyway.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, sir.”

“Wetting my clothes. I have a good memory, Tae, and I meant to take you over my knee.”

She folded her arms across her chest. “Whatever.”

“Get over here.” He pointed to the spot on the floor in front of him. “Right here.”

“What will happen if I don’t?”

“By al

l means, please disobey me.”

She bit her bottom lip. All kinds of fantasies played out in her head. How far would Jax take it? She knew he liked it rough. That first time having sex with him had been so different from what she was used to, and he’d been pinning back most of his preferences while she carried their son. Now she was good to go, he could unleash. The knowledge both thrilled and terrified her.

Just to see what he’d do, she sashayed across the room and stood where he indicated. Her heart did a flip-flop as she looked up at him. Yeah, up. Jax was still taller. Damn, she loved her man.

“Here, Daddy?” she said, her voice low and sultry. She reached out to touch a finger to his chest and played with the top button on his shirt. A tilt of her head and a single bat of her lashes had a muscle in his jaw twitching. She didn’t need to look down below to see if he’d grown a hard-on. While she hated parts of her body, she didn’t doubt Jax wanted her. Tonight he would eat her up, and she couldn’t wait.

For a moment Jax seemed to fight his response, and then he went calm, no expression on his face. He pushed a hand in his pocket and stepped back from her. “Pick up those bags and take them in the kitchen.”

She bent to do his bidding.

“No, not like that.” He twirled his finger pointing downward. “Turn around and spread your legs. Don’t stoop.”

Picking up his meaning didn’t take much imagination, and she was glad she’d worn the panties. Then again, nothing at all would have worked too. She moved around in front of him and spread her legs. Bending at the waist, she gathered the bags but took her time about it. Jax’s gaze locked on her ass. He studied her like a science experiment, pressing fingers to his mouth, expression serious.

“Mm, that’s right,” he commented. A smack on her cheeks made her start. “Get in there.”

She handled the chore and set the bags down. A quick peek in the bag showed he hadn’t bought the tea. Bastard would pay later. He was still overly protective, and now it extended to Little Jaxon.

“Tae.”

Jax called her from the bedroom. She joined him there. He had brought a scuffed treasure chest out from somewhere. The thing looked like an antique with its scratches, dents, and tarnished gold lock. “We need to have a little discussion, my love.”

Tae licked her lips and swallowed. She took her time approaching him. “We do?”

The whip in his hand, no more than a foot in length from handle to tassels, was smooth and soft when she touched it, but there wasn’t a doubt in her mind that it could cause a good sting. Jax lowered his hand and touched the whip between her legs. He ran it along the silk panties at her crotch, and she moaned, catching his arm.

“I said I’m going to spank you. I can use this or my hand, or any number of other toys I have in here.”

She peered into the chest and caught her breath. “Um, did you use this on other women?”

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