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Reggie’s eyes, and she jerked hard against her bindings, scowling furiously up at him. “What? Somehow being tied half-naked to my bed isn’t a good enough reminder?”
She knew she sounded snippy, but damn it, he’d made her beg and he’d refused her. It almost killed her mood.
“Clearly not.” He turned his back and reached down to the duffle he’d left on the floor. You must not take those very seriously, or you wouldn’t still be talking back to me, would you?” He shook his head and clucked his tongue in admonishment. “No, I think before we go any further, you need a crash course in remembering both your place and your manners.”
Her scowl didn’t budge, not until he straightened up and turned to face her. At that point, her expression slid right into something less like defiance and more like shock. Bordering on panic.
In his left hand, Dmitri held an impressively sized dildo. In his right, he grasped a black, leather flogger with tails as long as his forearm. Above them both, his expression remained polite and impassive.
“Now then, I think we’re ready to get started.”
Chapter Five
“Misha? Maybe we could talk about this first…”
He stepped close to the side of the bed until he looked directly down at her. “What do we need to talk about, Regina?”
Damn it . His use of her name failed to reassure her. What had happened to the endearments? She scrambled to regroup. “I just thought…well, this isn’t…quite what I was expecting…when I pictured this moment.”
“On the contrary,” he corrected her, “this is precisely what you were expecting. This is how you envisioned submitting to a man, is it not?”
Reggie frowned. He spoke as if he knew that for sure, as if he read her mind again. And here she’d been doing so well pretending that hadn’t happened.
God, what are you thinking? It couldn’t have happened. Things like that just don’t happen! This is not an episode of the X-Files.
“No, it isn’t,” she protested, ignoring her protesting conscience. A situation like this called for judicious lying. Perhaps even through her teeth. “I thought it would be—“
“Exactly as I have presented it to you,” he finished firmly, cutting straight through her excuses. He set the toys down on the nightstand and sat beside her, cupping her cheek in one hand. “Do not lie to me, dushka . Not about anything. I will not tolerate it.”
“How do you know I’m lying?” She didn’t really want an answer, but she didn’t want to head back to the scary territory they’d just left, either.
“I know your thoughts, milaya . You have a very strong mind. Oh, do not be missish or act as if this shocks you,” he said when she tried to look disbelieving. “You knew this at the bar, and yet you still let me bring you home. You feel as drawn to me as I feel to you.”
Right. Like she would admit to that one. The last thing this man needed was more ammunition against her. He already had her so hot, she felt like her pussy was melting.
“I’ll admit I noticed something weird before now, and I can’t deny I’m attracted to you, since I did let you get me naked and tie me up,” she conceded. “But I still don’t know how you can claim to read my mind. That kind of thing is impossible.”
“It is quite possible, as you well know.” He sounded impatient. “Shall I prove to you how possible it truly is, Regina Elaina?”
Oh shit . No one ever added her middle name unless she was in really big trouble.
Reggie backpedaled hastily, which was quite a trick, considering her feet were still tied to the bedposts.
“That’s not necessary. I’m sure—“ She broke off when she saw his expression.
He stared at her, his eyes narrowed, his lips firmed into a thin line.
She braced herself for a wave of anger. Somehow she had the feeling Dmitri’s temper could be explosive, but nothing detonated. Instead, she found herself fascinated by the changing expressions that played
She knew she sounded snippy, but damn it, he’d made her beg and he’d refused her. It almost killed her mood.
“Clearly not.” He turned his back and reached down to the duffle he’d left on the floor. You must not take those very seriously, or you wouldn’t still be talking back to me, would you?” He shook his head and clucked his tongue in admonishment. “No, I think before we go any further, you need a crash course in remembering both your place and your manners.”
Her scowl didn’t budge, not until he straightened up and turned to face her. At that point, her expression slid right into something less like defiance and more like shock. Bordering on panic.
In his left hand, Dmitri held an impressively sized dildo. In his right, he grasped a black, leather flogger with tails as long as his forearm. Above them both, his expression remained polite and impassive.
“Now then, I think we’re ready to get started.”
Chapter Five
“Misha? Maybe we could talk about this first…”
He stepped close to the side of the bed until he looked directly down at her. “What do we need to talk about, Regina?”
Damn it . His use of her name failed to reassure her. What had happened to the endearments? She scrambled to regroup. “I just thought…well, this isn’t…quite what I was expecting…when I pictured this moment.”
“On the contrary,” he corrected her, “this is precisely what you were expecting. This is how you envisioned submitting to a man, is it not?”
Reggie frowned. He spoke as if he knew that for sure, as if he read her mind again. And here she’d been doing so well pretending that hadn’t happened.
God, what are you thinking? It couldn’t have happened. Things like that just don’t happen! This is not an episode of the X-Files.
“No, it isn’t,” she protested, ignoring her protesting conscience. A situation like this called for judicious lying. Perhaps even through her teeth. “I thought it would be—“
“Exactly as I have presented it to you,” he finished firmly, cutting straight through her excuses. He set the toys down on the nightstand and sat beside her, cupping her cheek in one hand. “Do not lie to me, dushka . Not about anything. I will not tolerate it.”
“How do you know I’m lying?” She didn’t really want an answer, but she didn’t want to head back to the scary territory they’d just left, either.
“I know your thoughts, milaya . You have a very strong mind. Oh, do not be missish or act as if this shocks you,” he said when she tried to look disbelieving. “You knew this at the bar, and yet you still let me bring you home. You feel as drawn to me as I feel to you.”
Right. Like she would admit to that one. The last thing this man needed was more ammunition against her. He already had her so hot, she felt like her pussy was melting.
“I’ll admit I noticed something weird before now, and I can’t deny I’m attracted to you, since I did let you get me naked and tie me up,” she conceded. “But I still don’t know how you can claim to read my mind. That kind of thing is impossible.”
“It is quite possible, as you well know.” He sounded impatient. “Shall I prove to you how possible it truly is, Regina Elaina?”
Oh shit . No one ever added her middle name unless she was in really big trouble.
Reggie backpedaled hastily, which was quite a trick, considering her feet were still tied to the bedposts.
“That’s not necessary. I’m sure—“ She broke off when she saw his expression.
He stared at her, his eyes narrowed, his lips firmed into a thin line.
She braced herself for a wave of anger. Somehow she had the feeling Dmitri’s temper could be explosive, but nothing detonated. Instead, she found herself fascinated by the changing expressions that played
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