The word filtered through her brain, but before she’d realized what he’d said, a sharp pain radiated from her ass. “Ouch.” She tried to wiggle off his lap, but he held her in place with his free arm.
“Bad girls get spankings.”
He hit her again, but this time the sting made her catch her breath. The third swat made her ass muscles tighten. By the tenth one she was barely holding on. Heat flooded her body, and her pussy clenched with need.
Damn, who knew all those books about how arousing a spanking could be were right? She’d never thought of a spanking as arousing, but having it happen with Cole, it was heaven on earth, and she wanted more.
He stopped, but he ran his palm over her hot butt cheeks. More heat flooded her body, making her want to strip off her clothes and offer herself up to him. Would he see her as a grown woman now? Would he see she was more than willing to be his sub?
Cole lifted her to her feet and then stood. He stared at her for a moment, then, without a word, strode out of the room.
Her heart fell as she watched his retreating back. He regretted his actions. He didn’t want her. Defeat filled her. Maybe Cole wasn’t the Dom she needed.
