Scarlett's Temptation by Michelle Hughes Page A

crossing boundaries that you might not know you have yet."  He let go of her chin and stood up, contemplating.
    She looked up at him, and wished she had some wise words to offer him, but she was completely confused.  As he paced across the room, she couldn't stop the smile that found her face since it was something she was known to do when she needed to think.  He completely ignored her as he appeared lost in thought and she took the time to really look at him.
    His long legs were powerful as she watched him walk.  It was pretty apparent he was a fitness nut because even dressed in the business outfit, she could tell there wasn't an ounce of fat on him.  He had an ass to die for, she blushed as she was gifted with that side of him as he turned the other way.  He obviously enjoyed being outdoors, she thought noting the golden tint of his skin and that led her to the dark sprinkling of hairs on his arms where his white oxford shirt was rolled up haphazardly.  His profile was one an artist would love, with his strong features of masculine beauty.  Everything about him called to her on a level that left her aching.
    He stopped pacing and turned to face her and was nearly stunned by the look of innocent desire on her face.  "Okay, this is how this is going to work if you decide to go through with this." He was having a hard time concentrating as her desire filled hazel eyes roamed over him in fascination.  "Since you don't really know yet what you enjoy and we'll be basically starting from ground zero, I'm going to suggest we don't impose any limits and we establish safe words until we discover your comfort zone." 
    She nodded her head and watched a dark look fill his deep blue eyes.  The look made her tremble and she tensed not sure why he was suddenly angry.
    "Words, Scarlett, I need you to speak to me.  The first thing you need to understand is that if you don't listen when I tell you to do something, there will be consequences.  Do you understand?"
    She nodded again, but then quickly spoke.  "I understand."  She really didn't know what he meant by consequences though.  "Okay I really don't." She felt like a complete idiot.
    He sat down beside her on the couch a smile playing on his lips.  "What I mean, is that if you don't do as I say I'm going to punish you so you'll remember next time not to make that same mistake."
    Biting her lip hard, she thought about what he was saying.  "H-how would you punish me." She only stuttered a little, and was pretty proud of herself because the look in his eyes was more than a little intense.
    His fingers lifted to her lips, "It would be a shame to damage such beautiful lips, stop biting them." He smiled as she immediately complied with his command.  "Since you've never been punished before I would probably take you over my knee and spank you, unless the offense was so great that I felt it warranted a stronger punishment."
    "Oh," she forced herself not to bit her lip, and it was no easy task since it was a long time habit.  "What would be a stronger punishment?"  She wasn't sure she truly wanted to find out, but knowledge was power.
    "I'll have to introduce you to all my toys, but maybe paddle or cane you."  He saw her eyes widen with fear at those words and smiled warmly trying to put her at ease.  "I think you'll work hard to make sure I don't use those."
    She nodded quickly in agreement thinking being paddled or caned didn't sound like something she'd really enjoy.  "What would be a reason for a stronger punishment?" If she was going to do this, she definitely needed to know what he thought was the wrong thing to do.
    "Doing anything to hurt yourself would be a big reason for a stronger punishment.  That also means not taking care of your needs or withholding how you feel about something we are doing that makes you uncomfortable just to make me happy.  And of course blatantly refusing to do something I've asked of you without implementing a safe word."
    She bit her