that there’s obedience in your heart.
“You dropped into position quickly when I reminded you about your fellow agent’s well-being,” he went on. “But you didn’t come to me with any desire to please me. You spoke after I told you to remain silent. I see anger all over your face.”
She blanked her expression and stared through him. “I’ll try harder next time.”
“You may not have a next time. Agent Miles doesn’t.”
He was right. Shit, this arrangement was never going to work. Yes, she needed to keep her head in the game, but there was too much past between them that she couldn’t seem to forget. If she was going to stop wasting time and get rid of Logan, she needed to do it now.
Tara slanted him an innocent stare. “Did you wish to spank me?”
“Yep, like the bratty sub you’re being, until you think twice about letting your temper get the best of you. That will be fatal in the field. Unless, of course, you’d like to quit the mission and send a more experienced agent in your place.”
“Hell no. Unlike you, I don’t turn my back on others.”
A muscle ticked in Logan’s cheek. “I still didn’t give you permission to speak. That’s something that won’t be tolerated when you’re undercover. For that, I’ll punish you with two swats, in addition to the five I’d already decided to give you for running to Thorpe instead of working your differences out with me. For cursing, I’m adding another two. For failing to address me as ‘Logan,’ I’ll add three more.”
Neither Axel nor Robert had touched her all week. Nor had she wanted them to. But against her will, Tara flashed hot at the dizzying number of blows Logan promised to inflict on her ass. Her womb cramped. Damn it, she shouldn’t react like this with him. “Don’t most of you control freaks want to be called Sir or Master?”
He laughed. It wasn’t a nice sound. “Usually. For you, I’m making an exception. I want to hear my name on your lips so I know you’re aware of exactly who’s making you come.”
Tara bit her tongue. She’d love to toss his self-assurance back in his face and vow there was no way in hell he’d arouse her enough to climax. But if he’d managed to make a virgin gasp and claw and melt in his arms at sixteen, what could a grown man do to a woman hungry for another orgasm like that? It was a nonissue. They wouldn’t be together that long.
“You don’t get to make me come. That’s my fiancé’s role.”
“I’d read that you were engaged to Brad Thompson. I figured you’d fall in love with someone who had at least a shred of honor.”
“Since he didn’t lie to me to steal my innocence, then dump me flat the next day, I’d say he’s a huge step up from you.”
Logan tensed, fists clenching, muscles bunching, veins bulging. “When you’re with me, the man is irrelevant. His name does not cross your lips. That ring comes off your finger. Are we clear?”
It bothered him to see her wearing a symbol of Brad’s possession. She smiled and slowly peeled it off before placing it in her skirt pocket. “As long as you understand that you’re not to touch me sexually. I choose to give him my orgasms.”
And she would . . . if Brad could arouse her enough to have one.
His smug smile made her heart stutter. “You agreed to be trained. That means I’ll push you far beyond your comfort level so that you’ll become accustomed to acts that, right now, may be uncomfortable. We’ll see what your body says when I’ve got your legs spread and my tongue all over your clit. Again.”
Tara bit her lip to keep from sucking in an inflamed breath. His words flared heat between her legs as memories bombarded her. More moisture coated her panties. Damn it, why did her body react to him with anything other than disgust?
“No commentary?” he asked with an arched brow. “Good. Now where was I? Oh, for your disrespect in calling me a control freak, I’ll add another three smacks. How many is
“You dropped into position quickly when I reminded you about your fellow agent’s well-being,” he went on. “But you didn’t come to me with any desire to please me. You spoke after I told you to remain silent. I see anger all over your face.”
She blanked her expression and stared through him. “I’ll try harder next time.”
“You may not have a next time. Agent Miles doesn’t.”
He was right. Shit, this arrangement was never going to work. Yes, she needed to keep her head in the game, but there was too much past between them that she couldn’t seem to forget. If she was going to stop wasting time and get rid of Logan, she needed to do it now.
Tara slanted him an innocent stare. “Did you wish to spank me?”
“Yep, like the bratty sub you’re being, until you think twice about letting your temper get the best of you. That will be fatal in the field. Unless, of course, you’d like to quit the mission and send a more experienced agent in your place.”
“Hell no. Unlike you, I don’t turn my back on others.”
A muscle ticked in Logan’s cheek. “I still didn’t give you permission to speak. That’s something that won’t be tolerated when you’re undercover. For that, I’ll punish you with two swats, in addition to the five I’d already decided to give you for running to Thorpe instead of working your differences out with me. For cursing, I’m adding another two. For failing to address me as ‘Logan,’ I’ll add three more.”
Neither Axel nor Robert had touched her all week. Nor had she wanted them to. But against her will, Tara flashed hot at the dizzying number of blows Logan promised to inflict on her ass. Her womb cramped. Damn it, she shouldn’t react like this with him. “Don’t most of you control freaks want to be called Sir or Master?”
He laughed. It wasn’t a nice sound. “Usually. For you, I’m making an exception. I want to hear my name on your lips so I know you’re aware of exactly who’s making you come.”
Tara bit her tongue. She’d love to toss his self-assurance back in his face and vow there was no way in hell he’d arouse her enough to climax. But if he’d managed to make a virgin gasp and claw and melt in his arms at sixteen, what could a grown man do to a woman hungry for another orgasm like that? It was a nonissue. They wouldn’t be together that long.
“You don’t get to make me come. That’s my fiancé’s role.”
“I’d read that you were engaged to Brad Thompson. I figured you’d fall in love with someone who had at least a shred of honor.”
“Since he didn’t lie to me to steal my innocence, then dump me flat the next day, I’d say he’s a huge step up from you.”
Logan tensed, fists clenching, muscles bunching, veins bulging. “When you’re with me, the man is irrelevant. His name does not cross your lips. That ring comes off your finger. Are we clear?”
It bothered him to see her wearing a symbol of Brad’s possession. She smiled and slowly peeled it off before placing it in her skirt pocket. “As long as you understand that you’re not to touch me sexually. I choose to give him my orgasms.”
And she would . . . if Brad could arouse her enough to have one.
His smug smile made her heart stutter. “You agreed to be trained. That means I’ll push you far beyond your comfort level so that you’ll become accustomed to acts that, right now, may be uncomfortable. We’ll see what your body says when I’ve got your legs spread and my tongue all over your clit. Again.”
Tara bit her lip to keep from sucking in an inflamed breath. His words flared heat between her legs as memories bombarded her. More moisture coated her panties. Damn it, why did her body react to him with anything other than disgust?
“No commentary?” he asked with an arched brow. “Good. Now where was I? Oh, for your disrespect in calling me a control freak, I’ll add another three smacks. How many is
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