Page 65 of Learning to Run

Cash spanked me again…so he liked it too, just in adifferent way. “You’re trying to seduce your Dom.”

Yes, I was.

“No, Sir.” I just wanted my reward…but how to get it?

BDSM was complicated sometimes.

Curling into Bates, I looked over at Cash and gave him wideeyes. “How can I show you I want to be a good boy for you?”

Oh, he liked that.

He shivered and I could see his hips rock forward withouthim realizing what he’d done. “I think you’re going to have to be spanked. Youneed to learn your lesson.”

Yes!

“I…” No moaning. No thanking him. Had to play along. “I wantto learn how to be good for you, Sir.”

Bates made another needy sound again and I could feel hiscock getting harder as I slid off him and aimed to look sorry and helpless.“What do I need to do to show you that I want to be good?”

Because we needed to get started before one of themaccidentally distracted us again.

We’d come close too many times for me to let that happen.

No conversations.

No orgasm-induced naps that lasted all night.

No getting distracted by desserts and cuddles.

Aggressive lovemaking first, then desserts and cuddlesafter.

Bates’s chest jerked like he found me cute or he knew what Iwas thinking, but either way, he didn’t let us get distracted, so that made himone of the two best Doms in the entire world. “Yes, I think it’s time that wemade an impression on our naughty boy.”

Yay.

Swallowing back a moan and possibly a cheer, I nodded slowlyand tried to keep my excitement in check, but I couldn’t stop shaking. “Yes,Sir. Thank you.”

Oh, yes, thank you…thank you…thank you…

“Hands and knees, naughty boy.” Cash straightened and satback on his heels looking confident and sexy, sending another shiver throughme. “You’ll never learn your lesson if we keep going easy on you.”

Wow.

“I… Yes, Sir. Yes, Sir.” I couldn’t think of anything elseto say, so I just kept nodding as I did my best to get into position. “Yes,Sir.”

I wasn’t sure where to go, though.

Bates fixed that problem.

He was wonderful as he sat up and leaned against the head ofthe bed, looking stern as well. “Over my lap, head down and ass up. You knowwhat’s going to happen.”

“A spanking.” It might’ve come out a tad bit moany, but Icouldn’t help it.

“That’s right.” Cash’s glare was sexy and perfect as henodded and looked down at the bed. “Don’t dawdle.”

Yes, moving.

I was supposed to be moving.

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