Page 58 of His Dark Pact

“Turn. Around.” His words were soft, but there was no denying they were an order.

Trepidation gripped her insides as his hands fell from her body, giving her just enough space to twist and face the sofa. Time seemed to slow as, implausibly, she found herself moving the way he’d indicated. By the time she’d turned her back to him, her breaths were audible and exaggerated.

“Excellent, Amy.” His arms snaked around her middle, one rising to cradle her right breast while the other rose to her throat. “I knew you could be my good girl.”

Her eyes fluttered closed at his praise. She should despise his shallow words, should have elbowed him in the ribs and run for it, but leaning into his body heat, she accepted neither of those things was going to happen.

Whatever the magnetic passion they manifested between them was, she wanted more of it. Even if it meant humbling herself for him. Even if it meant putting herself into such a preposterous and potentially dangerous position.

What do I mean, ‘even if’?She pulled in a shaky breath.I want those thingsbecausethey’re humbling and dangerous.

“Now lean forward and plant your palms on the leather.” He spoke to the side of her neck, the caress of every word igniting chills along her spine. “I’ll take care of that skirt for you.”

“Sir?” She turned, anxious not to lose whatever this magic was.

“Hmmm?”

“I’ve never been spanked before.”

Her voice was fraught with the tension curling in her throat. She wanted the experience, even though it was the last thing she sought. There was no way to reconcile the warped needs he seemed able to inspire.

“I know.” His fingers stiffened a fraction at her throat. “It won’t be too much. I promise.”

She had absolutely no reason to believe him. Hell, she should probably have never come to his house in the first place, but as his hand fell from her breast to her thigh, she already knew she’d surrender to the spanking.

“Ten spanks, sir?” She pushed away her remaining nagging doubts and dismissed the idea of Graham’s disapproval or what her sons would think. None of them were there. None of them were her. None of them could ever understand.

“Ten spanks,” he confirmed.

“It’s going to make me want you again.” Wait, had she actually just admitted that out loud? Even by the current standard, that was brazen.

“Oh, I know, little girl.” He chuckled, placing a kiss on her nape. “But there’ll be no more fun until this place is properly dusted.”

“Oh God.” Her heart raced as she tipped forward over the arm, splaying her fingers against the cold leather. The gag he’d threatened to use on her rested between her outstretched hands, as if it was there to taunt her. “I can’t believe this.”

“You’re magnificent.” He ran his hands from her waist to the curve of her ass, hiking the hem up to reveal her panties. “And these are very pretty.” He tugged at the material at her hip. “But they’re in my way. They’ll have to go.”

She groaned as he eased the fabric down around her thighs, already knowing how aroused he’d find her if he cared to look. He left her panties hooked just above her knees, and the fact she was neither able to benefit from their protection nor open her legs properly because of them was deliciously twisted.

“Ass in the air, please.” One hand nudged her hips backward, so her behind was prone and on display. “Ready, Amy?”

Was she ready? Could anyone be ready for what he’d pledged to deliver?

“Yes, sir.” She pushed the words toward the leather, tensing in preparation for his first strike.

He didn’t make her wait long.

His right hand rose from her skin and crashed down on her bare backside only seconds later.

She winced at the impact, aware it hadn’t been too severe, yet still hardly able to discern what she was allowing.

“Tell me why you’re being spanked, Amy.” His voice rang out from somewhere behind her.

Why? The query pinballed in her head. How did she know why? He’d been the one determined to spank her.

“I...” she hesitated, unsure what he wanted to hear.

“What was that?” His second spank was harder, the blow taking her breath away for a moment. “I can’t hear you, Amy.”