Second Time Lucky (Club Decadence Book 5) by Maddie Taylor Read Free Book Online

scowl and your brows scrunch right here, which is very sexy.”
    “You’re the one who’s cute and sexy, whether you’re being a good girl, or sassy and misbehaving.”
    At the words “good girl”, a frisson of electric desire shot straight to her clit.
    He dipped his head, catching her lips in an open mouth kiss. “I might have to see what kind of face you make if I tease your bare butt with the palm of my hand. How would you like that?”
    “You mean you’d spank me for sassing?” In her excitement, her tone had turned breathy. He noticed, she could tell by the way his head came up and his gaze turned sharp. His arched brow said he was intrigued.
    “Damn straight, I’d paddle your gorgeous behind, in fact,” his grin turned downright wicked, “as your man, I’d be obliged to.”
    “I’m in big trouble since I tend to get sassy when I’m nervous too. I think it’s a defense mechanism of some kind.”
    “What do you have to be nervous about? It’s only you and me.”
    “Uh… this topic for one. You’re a six foot three, two hundred thirty pound man with big catcher’s mitts for hands who’s threatening to spank me. Wouldn’t you be nervous if you were in my place?”
    “Hell yeah!” he laughed. “‘Cause if you hadn’t noticed, I don’t swing that way.”
    “You know what I mean,” she shot back, shoving at his shoulder.
    “Haven’t you ever had a real spanking?”
    “No.”
    “What about a sexy spanking?”
    She shook her head in the negative.
    “Not even a little swat in the heat of the moment?”
    “You mean other than the times you’ve done it?” she replied, shooting him an accusing glare.
    “What can I say? Your gorgeous behind practically screams ‘spank me’ especially when you’re in front of me on all fours.” He grinned when she rolled her eyes toward the ceiling. “Baby, if you think the swat or two I’ve given you accounts for a sexy spanking, you don’t know what you’re missing.”
    “Then you’ve given one, a sexy spanking, I mean?”
    He cleared his throat before he answered. “Let’s just say this wouldn’t be my first rodeo, darlin’. We agreed no gory details about old lovers, so we’ll leave it at that.”
    Staring up at him, she bit her lip—another bad habit when she was nervous—one he’d already pointed out. When she did so now, he bent his head and sucked at her abused lower lip, laving it with his tongue. She was breathing hard when he lifted his head.
    “You seem conflicted. You know how I told you I like to be in charge and can be a dictator sometimes?”
    Feeling unsure, but also a little excited about what she suspected was coming next, her answer was a slow nod.
    “It goes doubly so in the bedroom.”
    “Double a dictator?” she repeated, thinking that sounded ominous. It made her a little uneasy. Exactly how serious was Sean about this anyway? She felt sassy Mara resurface, another tendency when she felt uncertain. “What does that mean exactly, that you’re the grand poobah, a supreme potentate, a sovereign ruler in the boudoir?”
    “Yes, to all of those things and more.” He was nibbling on her lips as he spoke. “In the bedroom, I’m also the Master—”
    Dear Lord, she’d been right. A surge of heat swept through her, she’d read Ann Rice’s Sleeping Beauty and seen The Secretary and Mickey Rourke in 9 ½ Weeks . All had thrilled and titillated her, leaving her panties damp. They also rather freaked her out. With a man she trusted as much as Sean, maybe…
    The nervous quiver inside her had her powering through, cutting in with sass and bravado. “Mm, mm, sounds kinky. So in addition to spanking, Master, are you also into S&M, whips and chains, bondage and the whole deviant nine yards?”
    His head came up, peering down at her with intent. “I was going to say Master Sergeant, minx, and you my raw recruit. We can go with your idea if you’d rather.”
    “Um, no. It wasn’t—I didn’t mean—” She was a