Submission

CHAPTER FOUR-PART 3

With a sigh, she subsided, doing her best to answer his questions honestly. The next several were inconsequential, followed by one that made her freeze.

“Tell me a fantasy.”

Sable bit her lip, unable to reply.

“Sable, what’s one of your fantasies?” He punctuated the question with something stinging against her skin, along with a snapping sound. It didn’t hurt much, but it was startling. When she shook her head, he swatted her again with it, this time a little harder.

“Answer me.”

“I thought you said no pain.”

The stinging tendrils hit her again. “This isn’t pain, Sable. This is motivation.”

“It sure as hell feels like pain.” She winced at the petulant note in her words.

Julian laughed, a warm sound that made her stomach flutter. “You’re a lightweight. This is the smallest flogger in my collection.”

Shuddering, she said, “I don’t want to meet the rest.”

“Answer me then.” He sounded husky. “I won’t judge you. This isn’t for my titillation. I’d just like a glimpse inside your desires.” The flogger touched her skin again, this time in a soft stroking motion that made her nerve ends tingle. “I’ve heard probably everything. More than likely, I’ve done it, whatever it is. Threesome, lesbian, or rape fantasy, perhaps?”

She shook her head. “Nothing that kinky.”

“None of those are all that kinky, Sable, but what do you

anything. I’d love a seduction scene, with

her with the flogger again, and the strands

shrugged. “I don’t

have thought

Purple satin sheets, and our naked bodies—” She broke

to hold back. However, I understand your discomfort. You will write out your fantasy in

tell him, but it would be so much easier to write it out instead of saying it. She was eager to move on and answered the rest of his questions without stumbling. Her last reward was another piece of chocolate, but she hesitated. “May I ask

he drew back from putting the

breath, wondering if he would permit the request, or if

course. You can have the chocolate too.” He placed it on her tongue when she extended it. A second later, the blindfold came off, making her grateful for the dimmer illumination provided

When she reached for her shirt, he intercepted her hand, taking

but didn’t. Was she imagining the trace of desire in his expression? Trying to appear casual, she glanced down and saw evidence of his arousal pressing insistently against his jeans. The sight made her mouth water and heat flare between her thighs, though she

you like to

about your family

still together after forty-three years. As far

you become…like

long look. “I admit I’ve always liked to be in control. I was the bossy one on the playground, but the other kids listened.

touching his ponytail without thought of the intimacy of the gesture until the silken strands were between her fingers. “I just

respect, and I straightened out. Sergeant Stark made

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