Luckily, he was prepared and grabbed her around the waist, holding her still.
“Oh no, you don’t. No moving. And that’s extra punishment for you.”
“What? Why?”
“For not staying where I put you. Do I need to put your rules up in every room so you’ll remember them?”
“No! Well, maybe. But I remember the rule. I just don’t think it should apply right now.”
“Well, it does. Now, I want you to listen to me and listen carefully. You are not weird for your desires.”
Maya
slumped, the tension flooding out of her. “Are you sure?”
He ran his thumb over her cheek, hating how quiet and unsure she sounded. “I’m sure. Because if you’re weird for your desires then that would make me weird for mine, wouldn’t it?”
Maya straightened at his words.Oh no! What had she done? The last thing she ever wanted was to make Matthieu feel wrong or weird for the things he wanted.
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad.”
“I don’t, as long as you don’t feel that way.”
It wasn’t so easy for her to shake off the feeling of being . . . wrong. But she nodded.
“Because what you desire is something I want too,” he told her. “Very much.”
“You do? You like the idea of just . . . taking me?”
“So much so that I think I’m going to make a rule about your panties.”
“About my panties?” That was not what she expected him to say.
“Yes.” He turned to a clean page on the pad and started to write.
“Maya’s rules. One, she is not allowed to lie. Two, she is not allowed to hurt herself. Three, she is not to put herself in danger. Four, she is to stay where she is put. Five, she is not to put herself down. Six, she is to tell me if there is anything she needs or desires. Seven, she is not allowed to wear panties in the house unless she is in Little headspace or has her period or is ill.”
Dear Lord.
The man was diabolical.
And yet you’re not arguing with him, are you?
“Any questions? Clarifications?” he asked.
Rule two could cover a lot of ground. “About rule two. What does that cover?”
“Hmm, not what I expected you to question,” he commented with a sexy grin.
Yikes.
Maybe she should be questioning the panties thing. But it didn’t bother her. In fact, it kind of excited her.
“It covers everything,” he told her.
That was it? That was all he was going to say?
“Everything?”
