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she murmured.
    “I know,” he whispered playfully in her ear.
    Karina lifted up on her elbows and craned her neck to glare at him over her shoulder. His teasing smile put her at ease immediately, but that still didn’t lessen the lust swimming through her veins. “Get off me,” she said in her best Domme voice. “Before I knock you off.”
    Brayden laughed and rolled to his back beside her on the bed. “So Mistress Kay is still here.” He put one arm across his stomach and one over his head. Humor danced in his eyes as he watched her.
    “I think you had entirely too much fun tormenting me tonight,” she said. “When do I get to torment you?”
    “I don’t know what you’re talking about. You torment me every day.”
    She snickered. “Since when?”
    “Since the first time I saw you at the club. You and those damn sexy stilettos and that casual, confident stroll around the club that had every Dom and sub salivating.”
    “I see,” she teased. “You watched me from afar, wanting but never getting. Perhaps if you were willing to be tied up.” She raised an eyebrow and waited.
    “So if I let you tie me up, would you fuck me now? Cause Lord knows, I could certainly use it.”
    She let her gaze travel down his body, pausing briefly at the thick erection evident behind his zipper before moving back to his face. “No.”
    “No?” he asked incredulously, but Karina could tell he was teasing. “Fine, I’ll go jack off in the shower. Wanna watch, so it’s not so awkward?”
    Karina laughed. “No.”
    Although deep inside she definitely did. She loved his joking. Brayden was actually a lot of fun when she wasn’t wanting to rip his clothes off.
    “Ah, come on. I’ve seen you watch your subs. Even gave them instruction on how to do it right. If you’re a good girl, I might even let you give me a little instruction. Hands on, of course,” he added with a wicked grin.
    “Do you think you need instruction?” she asked.
    “I think what I need is a cold shower.” His smile faded as he stared at her. “Do you have any idea how hard this is going to be keeping the club and here separate?”
    She sobered as well. “I’m beginning to. If we were back home, I think it would be easier. You would have your job during the day, and I would have mine. We would go home at night to separate places.”
    Brayden traced her lips with the tip of his finger. She didn’t flinch away from him like she often did when men touched her anywhere but the club. She wasn’t sure why that had stuck with her. Maybe because she’d never done anything to make it any different? She felt safe at the club, and therefore never looked for sex outside it. She’d never even been on a date.
    He studied her for a few seconds, then smiled softly. He leaned up and kissed her on the tip of her nose, then said, “Good night, kitten.”
    She watched him leave the room, shutting the adjoining door. Karina dropped her head and squealed into the pillow. She wanted to run after him, climb on top of him, and ride that massive cock till she came, but…they weren’t at the club.
    Why was it, even after ten years, she still couldn’t bring herself to have sex when she was alone with a man? It was Brayden, for crying out loud.
    “Karina,” she grumbled. “You really need to get a grip.”

    Brayden sat in bed, his Kindle open on his lap, glasses perched on his nose, but he couldn’t concentrate on the words. All he could think about was how good Karina had felt in his arms.
    This was going to be a tough assignment. He’d always been attracted to Karina. He’d always wondered what it would be like to be with her. Karina, on the other hand, had a lot of issues. He knew she was attracted to him, but the fact they were both Doms had forced them to keep their distance.
    Her arousal at being spanked had surprised him. Maybe there was a submissive buried deep inside her that even Karina wasn’t aware of. But would she ever admit to it? Because of her