Page 31 of Sebastian's Secret

“More what?” His mind raced.

“More of my unacceptable behavior.” Her voice hushed to a naughty whisper, her hand roaming along his inner thigh.

Really? He couldn’t keep up. One moment she was on the verge of tears from goodness only knew what trauma she’d experienced and now she was horny?

“Oh, you liked that?” He couldn’t resist his growing smile. He would definitely want to return to the subject of Jonas Monroe some time, but if Rebecca wanted to play, then he was just the man for the job.

“Yes.” A wonderful blush bloomed on her cheeks. “That’s what I wanted to say yesterday.”

“Tell me,” he ordered, sensing—or maybe more hoping—that was what she required. “Tell me what you want.”

Could it be true? His nagging internal monologue stirred as she shifted in her seat. Could he have found a woman who sought his discipline—someone as delightful as Rebecca who’d longed for the treatment he wanted to deliver?

“Let’s just pretend I did have a choice.” One delectable eyebrow rose at the prospect. “That I chose to go walking in the dark in defiance. What would happen to me then, Sebastian?”

“That’s easy.” He chuckled, but he really wanted to cheer. Sebastian must have woken under a lucky star. “If that was the case, I’d spank you.”

Chapter Fourteen

Rebecca

Spank me? A frizzle of anticipation shot up her spine, the sensation filtering out through her body until she could scarcely take a breath. Time stretched out around her as she processed his words.

He’d spank her, spank her, spank.

Fuck, was it possible that a man as gorgeous and caring as Sebastian could share her kink for discipline and punishment? Her pussy clenched at the scintillating thought. She already knew sex with him was good, but she hadn’t dared to hope he could be this perfect.

“You’d spank me.”

Her voice sounded fuzzy and distant as she spoke, and as she stared at the side of his face, she realized she was smiling. She wanted it more than she’d admitted, even to herself. It had been too long since she’d been flung face first over a man’s lap and taken in hand.

“Yes.” By contrast, Sebastian’s tone was calm and even, his gaze fixed to the road. “Because you’d deserve it, wouldn’t you?”

“Yes.” Beneath her casual blouse, her nipples beaded—a silent and needy response to his authority.

“Yes, what?” Glancing briefly her way, his blue eyes were hard.

“Sir.” Had the word ever sounded any fucking better? “Yes, sir.”

“That’s right.” His lips parted as he turned back to the road. “But you told me that you had no choice, that you had to walk alone, so… it wouldn’t be fair to punish you.”

“No.” Even Rebecca could hear the disappointment in her reply. “But…” Nibbling her lower lip, she paused, trying to calm her racing heart. On the verge of enjoying everything she’d ever wanted with a man who she might be on the brink of falling for, she was practically giddy.

“But?”

The vehicle slowed, and peering up, she acknowledged they’d crossed the north of the city and were now in another exclusive suburb.

“But what if I asked nicely?” Nerves bubbled in her belly, though she wasn’t sure why. Rebecca had already fucked Sebastian—more than once. Why was she so apprehensive?

“That might not be enough, beautiful.” He winked at her as they pulled into a gated area. Waving at the waiting security guard, Sebastian drove on toward a glass fronted house.

“Wh-What do you mean?” Rebecca’s heart pounded as he brought the car to a standstill.

“I mean.” Activating the brake, he turned to her. “I might need you to beg.”

Beg. Was he fucking joking? And yet as the idea resonated, she sensed it pooling at her core, slithering south to her tingling clit. As denigrating as the request was, she liked the thought of it.

“I’ve never begged for anything.”