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“Good girl. We’re almost finished.”

Good girl. Now I knew I’d dropped straight into hell. My fantasy had been a foretelling.

As the thought rumbled in my mind, he lashed me six additional times, each strike more painful than the one before, two snapped directly on my upper thighs.

This was a nightmare, not a fantasy.

Yet the scent of my desire was unmistakable.

I sucked in my breath and held it, floating into a beautiful abyss.

Then as soon as the terrible experience had begun, it was over. I was floating free on a cloud, trying desperately to return to earth.

“Yes, you were a very good girl, and because you were, I’ll take you on a tour. But you will obey everything I command you to do. If you don’t, you’ll face an entirely different type of punishment. One much harsher and longer. Do you understand?”

His words sent an unhinged chill coursing through my system.

One of longing.

And need.

CHAPTER6

Lachlan

Obedience.

I had a feeling the beautiful yet difficult woman standing in front of me had no idea how to be obedient. She was used to commanding attention, not only because of her stunning good looks but because of who and what she was. An attorney in the most well-respected law firm in town. It didn’t hurt that Daddy worked on Capitol Hill.

I was almost old enough to be her father, but it wasn’t the age difference that remained troubling. I was playing with the kind of fire that could leave scars.

Perhaps I should be considered an evil man for enjoying this as much as I was. Watching her defenses fall as I’d stripped her of a small part of her controlling attitude had tightened my balls. I’d even had the devilish thought of slipping my finger past her glistening folds. That would come in time.

Tonight I’d do nothing more than give her what she asked for.

She still hated me, maybe more so than before, but the connection was undeniable. She also had an almost desperate need to be taken in hand. That was almost as attractive as her engaging beauty.

Lark tried to ignore the electricity crackling between us, pretending as if the spanking hadn’t bothered her in the least. She held her head high, glaring at me with even more defiance than before.

Yes, I was an evil bastard. All I could think about was how much joy I’d get in breaking down her defenses.

“Don’t worry, Mr. McKenzie. I will follow your rules to the letter because I know how to do that.” Her tone was combative, surly.

It was the second reference she’d made to me not being the upstanding citizen I was. Smirking, I knew her father had a hand in her thoughts. Daddy’s girl. I would break her of that as well.

“Come with me.”

“Where are my panties?” She held out her hand, her attitude just as prickly as before.

I wrapped my hand around her arm, dragging her onto her toes. The hard pull forced her to drive her palm against my chest, her eyes opening wide. “As I said, you’ll get them back, but not until the end of your evening. It’s very important you understand that when you’re inside my club, I’m your master.”

She was befuddled at first, her mouth opening and closing as the embers simmered throughout her body.

“You really are an arrogant ass.”

“I believe you’ve told me that three times now. I’m certain the time you spent in Columbia included a list of other words for you to choose from.”

She narrowed her eyes, walking closer. There was no hint of embarrassment left. “O-kay. Son of a bitch. Jerk. Pissant. Bastard.Stronzo.”

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