“Well, they do tend to wear out when used a lot.” She plopped down on the bed. “I’m not twelve. I do know what a vibrator is and how to use it. You’d be surprised at what I know.”
He shook his head. “You’re a babe in the woods, sweetheart.”
“I’m a woman. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to get changed.”
“You’re not going to Lake City.”
She leaped off the bed and glared at him before she slammed the bathroom door behind her. When had he lost control again? Hell, he’d never had it. Not where Janie was concerned. He wasn’t letting her go to a club where he didn’t have any influence. It would be like his sister all over again, and he wouldn’t allow that to happen. He turned and left the room.
He needed to clear his head, regain his legendary control, and develop a plan. One that included talking Janie out of the club, any club.
* * *
Janie blewout a breath on hearing Cole’s muted footsteps leaving her room. She braced her hands on the sink and stared at herself in the mirror. Oh. Dear. God. Keeping her cool around Cole wasn’t easy, especially when he went into Dom mode. Her panties were soaked.
She really didn’t want to go into Lake City, but if Cole wouldn’t teach her, then she’d find someone who would. She wanted to learn more about the lifestyle and see if it really was for her. Reading could only do so much; it was time for some practical experience.
Picking up her makeup brush, Janie applied powder and blush with careful strokes. Not too much but not too little. When she was pleased with the results, she slipped on the clothes she planned to wear.
Not too revealing. A bright blue corset and a mid-calf black flowing skirt. Underneath her skirt she wore a thong, so all was good. Well, maybe. She went into her bedroom, found her favorite pair of heels, and slipped them on.
She grabbed her purse and wondered what Cole might have planned to stop her. Blowing out a breath, she crept out of her room and took her time walking down the stairs, pausing occasionally to listen for Cole, but she didn’t hear him.
Maybe she could get out of the house without his lecturing her. A sigh escaped her lips. She’d rather play with him than some unknown Dom, but since Cole wouldn’t agree, she didn’t have a choice.
Her hand closed over the knob on the front door when a hand slammed over her head, holding it shut. She spun around. “Cole, you scared me.” Her heart pounded.
“You are not going out dressed like that.” His gaze raked her from head to toe.
“We’ve had this conversation.”
“Be quiet.”
His tone made her pause. She glanced up at his face. His jaw was clenched, but his eyes were blazing. Oh, man, he was in full Dom mode. Her pussy quivered.
“Go upstairs and get changed.”
Janie shook her head.
“Janie, I’m warning you.”
His words set off a firestorm within her. “Get over yourself, Cole. You aren’t my father, brother, or any man who can order me around.”
“What did you say?” His voice dropped to a husky tone and his eyes narrowed.
She swallowed, but she wasn’t backing down, not now. “I’m almost twenty-six. I don’t need you to look after me. I can take care of myself.” Dom mode or not, this was her life he was messing with.
“You’re a babe in the woods when it comes to Dom-sub relationships, and maybe it’s time I taught you a thing or two.”
She opened her mouth, but the next thing she knew he’d snagged her around the waist and lifted her over his shoulder. “Put me down.” Her hair tumbled over his shoulder, and her heart pounded as he walked into the kitchen and pulled a chair out.
Then in a move she had no clue how he managed, he sat down and flipped her over his lap. He lifted her skirt, and a shiver of unease slid up her spine. What was he doing? Her heart pounded. Had she pushed him too far?
“Nice touch.” His fingers caressed the thong at the base of her spine, and she bit back a moan. His touch, soft and erotic against her skin, caused desire to flow through her veins.
Yes. Touch me. Caress me. Take me. She chanted in her mind.
“Time for your punishment.”
