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when she lied. Finally she said, "I
    would rather not say."
    "No, we won't play like that. Tell me."
    His voice was soft, almost playful, she thought, but she knew she was caught.
    She'd gone to the club for him, so she could learn to be a better wife. He might be happy
    she'd been so forward.
    "All right. I was spanked."
    "Yes, dear, I can see that." He rubbed and squeezed ever so slightly. "What I want
    to know is, who spanked you and why."
    He continued to hold her cheeks in his hands, kissing them as he pressured her
    for the answers to his questions.
    "I went to the club and Serenity spanked me, at my request."
    Phillip stood and came around to face her. His face looked serious, though she
    couldn't detect anger. His voice was level, almost seductive. "You went to the club?
    Why would you do that?"
    "I wished to find out how to please you." By this time she was shaking, fearing
    his anger and rejection.
    "So you asked Mrs. Damrill to spank you?"
    "She told me about her marriage and how she enjoys being spanked. She said the
    sexual congress afterward is enhanced by a spanking beforehand. She even let me
    watch while her husband spanked her."
    "I see. So my little wife is curious, is she? Well, I am flattered, but what makes
    you think I am interested in spanking you?"
    "Nothing makes me think that. I just thought that if you were, then I should be
    prepared."
    "It looks like you had quite a thorough spanking. You are still quite red. Did you
    enjoy it?"
    "Yes, I enjoyed it, though it hurt."
    "Mmm, well, as it happens, I do enjoy spanking. Is that something you wish to
    experience by my hand?"
    No longer feeling like an errant child, she stiffened her spine, raised her chin and
    did as she suspected would make Serenity Damrill proud. "Yes, husband, I believe I
    would like to be spanked by your hand."
    Phillip smiled at her, a wide, toothy smile that sparkled in his eyes. He took her
    by the hand and guided her to the bed. "Well, then, my dear, bend over the bed, and let
    me see if I can't please you in yet another way."

    Chapter Eight

    Phillip's heart beat recklessly. His young, little wife wished to be spanked, a
    wedding gift he never expected to receive. They would discuss her trip to the Sapphire
    Club later, at a less sexually-charged time.
    He'd guided her to the bed, where he instructed her to bend over the side. Just
    the words— bend over— thrilled him. To see her nicely reddened bottom available to him
    made his cock jolt. If only . . . . He dismissed the thought almost as fast as it transpired.
    Women didn't do such things.
    He had Felicity rest comfortably, her legs spread wide. He used his hand and,
    using half his strength, spanked both cheeks several times. With the other hand, he
    touched her quim and found her drenched.
    He noticed her hands clenching the counterpane, he heard her breath catch with
    each strike.
    "Tell me what you feel, dear," he said in a tone that bordered on a whisper.
    "I feel heat and a sting. I confess, I love it."
    He spanked her thoroughly, rubbing her cheeks between swats, each time
    dipping low to tease and to touch. "I love it too," he said, not confessing whether he
    loved giving or receiving. He dreaded the day he would have to tell her his greatest
    secrets.
    She moaned and yelped occasionally, which only spurred him on. Finally, after
    she had taken twenty very respectable swats, he stopped. He knelt behind her and
    kissed her enflamed bottom, his way of showing his appreciation. He allowed his hand
    to slide along the crease, testing her reaction. He thought she'd raised her bottom
    toward him, but he wouldn't take the chance he was wrong.
    He helped her up, stood her in front of him and kissed her with a need he'd
    rarely experienced. He ravaged her mouth, while his hands held her head steady. She
    answered with a demand of her own. She boldly took his mouth with hers, as she
    tugged at the belt holding his dressing gown together.
    He broke from her to shuck out of