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"Yes."
    She mumbled about the stupid rules then lowered her body across my lap again. I closed my eyes in an exquisite agony of need, sliding my hand along her upper thigh. When my fingers encountered the curve of her ass, I had to carefully breathe past my need to orgasm. Her breasts were likely just as… small, firm, and…sweet. There was no other word for it.
    "That is not spanking."
    Her voice was muffled, like she had her face buried in the couch. "I have to find your ass, love. I'm blindfolded."
    " Well find it already, Mr. Slow Hand."
    Oh I had found it. And my cock was about to burst.
    She squirmed. "You're still rubbing Lucian." Another squirm and I hissed.
    " Fuck, I'm sorry." Major lie. "But if you keep moving like that…" Letting the words trail off, I raised my hand and brought it down with a firm smack.
    She screeched and I soothed her skin.
    "Rubbing!"
    " It's how I spank baby."
    " Don't rub me, just spank!"
    God, she was infuriating. I gave her another smack and my hand soothed it in reflex.
    "Lucian! I am the damn Dom. I said quit rubbing my ass!"
    I gritted my teeth with the torture of not being able to. "Yes sir."
    " Tara! I told you to call me Tara! Oh my God, you suck at subbing. You're going to lose points for us. Please do as you're told!"
    I spanked her. I had to do it quickly or else I 'd lose my mind. She squealed and kicked her legs but she didn't move from where she was. I stopped at ten, ready to fucking die.
    " You're done?"
    " Fuck, yes."
    She got off and slapped me on the shoulder. "You didn't have to do it so hard. And why are you acting like it was so much work? It's my ass on fire, not yours."
    God. "Aftercare."
    " What!? For a spanking? What kind of wussies are making these rules? I'm fine. There's not a big enough Band-Aid, I'm sure.
    I made a blind grab for her arm and pulled her into my lap.
    "What are you doing?" Her voice squeaked with used up patience.
    " When you get a spanking, you have to have after care. The end."
    " Those are some awfully bold words for a sub."
    " Please, Tara. Just… let me. It's required."
    " So stupid." She squirmed some more. "What then? What do I do?"
    I got on my knees next to the couch. "Lay here. On your stomach."
    I imagined her staring and debating, doubting whether she could trust me. Judging by the non-compliance happening, she had some serious concerns. She sighed and grumbled more about big BDSM babies, but she laid down.
    I placed one hand on her back and held her while finding her ass with the other.
    " So you're going to rub it all better? Are you kidding?"
    I lowered my mouth to the hot skin and kissed softly.
    "Oh my God! You're kissing my ass? Okay this is crazy."
    I didn 't hear her. All I heard was my blood rushing in my ears as I licked over the hot flesh then blew softly. I wish I had been paying attention to when she'd finally shut up. There was suddenly only silence as I administered kisses over every inch. I kissed along the crack, and she clenched her cheeks tight when I dipped my tongue. I placed my cheek on hers and slid it slowly all over, loving the feel. I stroked the flesh with my fingers, paying attention to her response. God if she'd just let me pleasure her.

 
    Chapter Six
     
    Dear Jesus, I should stop him. But really, it felt so good. And harmless. And good. As much as I was liking it, his need to do it seemed greater. And for that, I couldn't protest. In all honesty, he was being super sweet. Even if he was just trying to get me in the bed, he was still being really nice. And there was the whole blow-my-mind cuteness. And his body. Always naked! Always aroused. That wasn't helping me at all. 
    Wasn 't that the point? Loosen up? Maybe it was a good time for that drink. What was he doing back there? I arched my hips a little when his touch lessened. I jumped at the soft glide of his finger between my butt cheeks. Yes, that. He slid it lower then back up, making me lift again, not wanting him to stop. His lips were on me