Back then, I didn’t know someone like Lia existed.Someone who not only lets me play out my dominant fantasies, but enjoys them as much as I do.
I propel Lia up to the ice cream cart and ask her what she wants.She orders a double scoop of chocolate and I get cookies and cream.She takes a long, seductive lick of her cone while holding my gaze.
I growl.
I have to bite my tongue to keep from demanding she move in with me.Today.
I need to slow way the hell down.And my first problem to solve is our work situation.The fire inspector idea might be the best possible solution.I just have to see if I can pull a few strings to make it happen…
Chapter10
Lia
Second punishment.I show up at Blaze’s door in my attempt at a Catholic schoolgirl outfit.Lord knows, I wore one long enough, I ought to be able to put it together.My version tonight is white knee-high socks with a short blue skirt and a white blouse.Oh, and I might have put my hair in pigtails, too.I feel slightly stupid, but I’m hoping the look will pay off.
I’m starting to live for making Blaze horny.
I ring the bell downstairs, then climb up and knock on his door.
“Oh Jesus.”He pulls me in and shuts the door.“That’s so fucking cute.Will you wear that every time?Wait—” His brows slam down.
I’ve never heard so many words come out of Blaze’s mouth so fast.Not counting when he’s yelling.
“Second thought, I forbid you to ever wear that again.Did anyone fuck with you on the way here?”
I laugh.“No.And I can take care of myself.”
He scrubs a hand across his face like he’s deeply troubled over the thought of me walking here like this.“You’ll leave the outfit here.Wear it for me alone.Got it?”
I laugh again.
He shakes his head.“I’m not fucking kidding.No one else gets to see this.Understand?”
Is it wrong that I love his jealous possessive thing so much?
He pinches my chin and lowers his face to mine.“I need a yes, sir.”
“Yes, sir, Daddy.”
He stares me down a moment longer, but I see satisfaction gleam in his gaze before he releases me.“Go to the bedroom, take everything off and kneel in the corner.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I say softly, dropping my purse on a chair as I head in.I strip out of my clothes.It was too soon to wax again, so I had to shave.It’s not quite as baby smooth, but hopefully will still be as pleasing.I kneel in the corner.
This time everything seems familiar.I like the routine—it settles my nerves and helps me focus.I’m about to be punished.
I know it will be good, but it’s still scary every time I surrender to Blaze.I always wonder if I’ll hate it, or if it will be too much.Would I be too stubborn to use my safe word?Probably.
The door opens.I don’t turn, just keep my face toward the corner, my heart thudding against my back.
“Come here, babygirl.”
When I stand and turn, he’s sitting on the edge of the bed, same as last time.Again, I’m grateful for the routine.I walk to him and he pulls me between his knees.He strokes up and down my sides, drinking in my body like I’m some kind of miracle.
“Are you ready for your spanking, Sparks?”
I nod.“Yes, sir.”
“Good.”He pulls me down over his thigh, my torso resting on the bed.
