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“Well, mostly it’s theoretical, but Austinwent through a phase where he wanted us to have more than just hypotheticalknowledge. I won’t go into details, but let’s just say he has a good solid armfor someone who’s never played sports and I appreciated that fact immenselywhen I was younger.” I had to giggle as Tristan laughed.

He kept up the soothing touch as hechuckled, so I continued. “And I dated one guy ages ago before the books pickedup notice. He said he was a Dom and it seemed like he knew the right things tosay, but it didn’t take long for me to realize that while I liked thespankings, I didn’t like him.”

There’d just been something wrong with him.

Trusting my instincts had been a good thingbecause a few years later I’d seen his picture in the paper. He’d beenconvicted of scamming omegas out of money by faking relationships with them.The news hadn’t gone into details and the actual hearings had been closed, butI had a feeling it touched on topics the government hadn’t wanted goingmainstream.

Thankfully, Tristan didn’t press on thattopic. “So a lighter touch turns you on?”

Nodding against his leg, I tried to clarifyit. “Medium is kind of how I would describe it, maybe? I have a high paintolerance, but it doesn’t take a lot to get me off. I just don’t like the ideaof a hard spanking as a punishment. I know that might sound weird, but I’vealways thought it was so intimate that it shouldn’t be associated with…withnegative things, I guess you could say.”

I wasn’t sure if it would make sense, butas I glanced up, I saw him nodding. “That makes sense to me. I want a spankingto make an impression on you and for you to get so turned on that all you wantis to come. But in this case, with it being a punishment for coming, you won’tget to orgasm tonight.”

Groaning, I gave him a look that I’d seenAustin aim at Silas. It was something along the lines of anI’m so cute,don’t you want to make me happyexpression, but Tristan just grinned. “Goodtry.”

Oh well.

“Does not coming tonight mean I get to cometomorrow?” I wasn’t sure what to expect, so I was relieved and even more turnedon when he nodded.

“As long as you’re good for me and youfollow the rules.” His fingers stroked around my ears, making me shiver, whichhad his grin widening even more. “Naughty omegas don’t get to come.”

Licking my lips, I nodded. “Yes, Sir. Butdo naughty omegas still get to please their Doms?”

Just because I didn’t get to orgasm didn’tmean I wasn’t still interested in pleasing him. So far I hadn’t even seen himnaked.

“Does my boy want to please his Dom or doyou want to play with me because it will please you?” Tristan’s wicked grinsaid he knew how difficult that question was.

“I…” It was impossible. I did my best tolook sweet and innocent. I hadn’t gotten much practice in the past, but I’dseen Jonah and Austin do it often enough to have picked up a few pointers. “Ilike sucking, Sir, but I really want to please you.”

His low groan said I’d hit the right note.

“I can’t decide if you’re always this sexyor if you’re trying to get me to change my mind so I’ll let you come after yourspanking.” His heated expression said either way, he found it hot. Probablybecause he’d get to punish me again.

“I was just being honest, Sir.” I took achance and turned my head, shifting close enough to press a light kiss over hisbulge. “I keep imagining you fucking my face, but that’s selfish of me. I justwant to please you.”

My dirty honesty earned me a devilish grinand he gripped my head, moving my face back toward his cock. “Show me again howyou want to please me.”

Something about the almost worshipful wayhe had me kiss his still-covered cock made me feel wonderfully dirty. It wentright down to my core and it felt as though he was seeing the real me and heliked what he was seeing.

He pressed my face into his groin as Ikissed his bulge. I could feel my face heating up, but I’d also never been moreturned on. Waves of emotions were running through me, everything fromembarrassment to utter desire crashing over me.

It was everything I’d always imagined itwould be.

As Tristan pulled my face back, he strokedmy cheek. “I’m going to give you a chance to please me soon, but for now, Ihave a spanking to dish out. You’re going to have to learn to remember not tocome until you have permission.”

Groaning, I nodded, rubbing my cheekagainst his leg. “Thank you for helping me remember, Sir.”

The world had turned completely upsidedown.

I was kneeling before a Dom, thanking himbecause he was going to spank me.

“Stand up.” The words were simple butobeying them was harder than it should’ve been.

Something about knowing what would happenwas making my knees weak. When my legs finally worked and I stood, Tristanskimmed his hands up my legs. “Do you understand that I’m going to bare yourass to spank it?”

“Yes, Sir.” I knew why he had to see theskin to be able to safely spank me, but it was still erotic and made me want tosquirm.

“Good boy.” His hands gently steered meuntil I was standing beside him. My brain wasn’t up to thinking, so I focusedon obeying Tristan.