up to the point where you touched her back, then she freaked out,” Nathan recapped.
“Pretty much,” Vince answered. “She just did a complete turn around. One minute she was sweet and lovely, using her mouth the way it was meant to be used, then the next a self righteous bitch.”
Nathan munched a chip before answering. “Seems to me the girl might need an intervention.”
Vince frowned, confused. “What do you mean?”
Nathan proceeded to inform him of his conversation with Bill. “So, if you add all that to what you just experienced, I think we got a little girl on our hands who needs to face her past.”
Vince nodded. It made sense. “Let me ask you a question, first.”
“Shoot.”
“How do you feel about Joe?”
Nathan hesitated. “Honestly?”
“No, Nathan, I want you lie to me.” Vince punched him in the arm.
Nathan laughed, rubbed his arm and took a gulp of beer. “I could go for her. She’s beautiful, sexy, smart . Got a sweet little ass that’s begging to be spanked.”
Vince held his breath and waited.
“But I’m not in love with her, like you.” Nathan gave Vince an assessing look. “And she doesn’t look at me the same way she does you. I got a hell of a lot of respect for that. Still, you ever want a third to join the party, like the old days, I’m the man for it.”
“Thanks.” Vince grinned. “And you’re right. I think I might be falling for her.”
“ Ya think?”
Vince paused a moment, watching the game. “So, what kind of intervention did you have in mind?”
Chapter Seven
Bare Ass Spanking
½ shot peach schnapps
1 shot amaretto
1 shot pineapple juice
Shake with ice, pour.
Time for a bit of shopping, Joe thought as she perused her scant wardrobe. Tomorrow night, Vince had rented out the bar for a private wedding reception. Apparently, the couple was no ordinary couple. Not only would they legally marry, but the groom planned on collaring the bride during the reception.
Despite her need for independence, Joe found the idea of ‘belonging’ completely to one man appealing. To be able to trust another person so completely, to be free of making decisions, to be so devoted to another. Suddenly, Joe felt a familiar warmth spreading deep in her body, and an image of Vince standing naked in her room popped into her head.
Hell , she thought. I’ve probably blown all chance with him after the way I freaked out. I’ll be lucky if he ever looks at me again.
Sighing, she grabbed her bag and headed for the stores.
* * * *
Standing in front of her mirror, Joe applied the last touches to her make-up. Then stepping back, she critically viewed her image. She had styled her short, blonde hair so it fell in loose waves above her ears, showing off her dangling, gold hoop earrings. The V-neckline of her sapphire dress was low enough to show a bit of cleavage, but not so low as to be overly sexy. As she swivelled her hips, the flowing hem of the dress swirled around her knees. She smiled as she admired the gorgeous shoes. Since she would be on her feet all night, she had opted for sensible, two inch heels, but the tiny rhinestone ankle strap suggested mischief.
Thank God for Alicia , Joe thought. She had wandered for hours in various stores, unsure what to wear to such an event, so in desperation, she had called her cousin, Alicia Devonshire. Alicia had suggested something classy with just of touch of sexy. Alicia, who had moved to London three years earlier, had chosen an alternative lifestyle as a registered sex slave to her husband. After losing both of her parents and discovering her first husband was gay, Alicia had walked a hard road. In truth, when Joe had heard of Alicia’s lifestyle choice, she had been appalled. However, after flying over to London for the wedding and meeting the handsome Maverick Devonshire, her doubts had been assuaged. Technically, he was Alicia’s master, but it was obvious to Joe he also loved and adored
“Pretty much,” Vince answered. “She just did a complete turn around. One minute she was sweet and lovely, using her mouth the way it was meant to be used, then the next a self righteous bitch.”
Nathan munched a chip before answering. “Seems to me the girl might need an intervention.”
Vince frowned, confused. “What do you mean?”
Nathan proceeded to inform him of his conversation with Bill. “So, if you add all that to what you just experienced, I think we got a little girl on our hands who needs to face her past.”
Vince nodded. It made sense. “Let me ask you a question, first.”
“Shoot.”
“How do you feel about Joe?”
Nathan hesitated. “Honestly?”
“No, Nathan, I want you lie to me.” Vince punched him in the arm.
Nathan laughed, rubbed his arm and took a gulp of beer. “I could go for her. She’s beautiful, sexy, smart . Got a sweet little ass that’s begging to be spanked.”
Vince held his breath and waited.
“But I’m not in love with her, like you.” Nathan gave Vince an assessing look. “And she doesn’t look at me the same way she does you. I got a hell of a lot of respect for that. Still, you ever want a third to join the party, like the old days, I’m the man for it.”
“Thanks.” Vince grinned. “And you’re right. I think I might be falling for her.”
“ Ya think?”
Vince paused a moment, watching the game. “So, what kind of intervention did you have in mind?”
Chapter Seven
Bare Ass Spanking
½ shot peach schnapps
1 shot amaretto
1 shot pineapple juice
Shake with ice, pour.
Time for a bit of shopping, Joe thought as she perused her scant wardrobe. Tomorrow night, Vince had rented out the bar for a private wedding reception. Apparently, the couple was no ordinary couple. Not only would they legally marry, but the groom planned on collaring the bride during the reception.
Despite her need for independence, Joe found the idea of ‘belonging’ completely to one man appealing. To be able to trust another person so completely, to be free of making decisions, to be so devoted to another. Suddenly, Joe felt a familiar warmth spreading deep in her body, and an image of Vince standing naked in her room popped into her head.
Hell , she thought. I’ve probably blown all chance with him after the way I freaked out. I’ll be lucky if he ever looks at me again.
Sighing, she grabbed her bag and headed for the stores.
* * * *
Standing in front of her mirror, Joe applied the last touches to her make-up. Then stepping back, she critically viewed her image. She had styled her short, blonde hair so it fell in loose waves above her ears, showing off her dangling, gold hoop earrings. The V-neckline of her sapphire dress was low enough to show a bit of cleavage, but not so low as to be overly sexy. As she swivelled her hips, the flowing hem of the dress swirled around her knees. She smiled as she admired the gorgeous shoes. Since she would be on her feet all night, she had opted for sensible, two inch heels, but the tiny rhinestone ankle strap suggested mischief.
Thank God for Alicia , Joe thought. She had wandered for hours in various stores, unsure what to wear to such an event, so in desperation, she had called her cousin, Alicia Devonshire. Alicia had suggested something classy with just of touch of sexy. Alicia, who had moved to London three years earlier, had chosen an alternative lifestyle as a registered sex slave to her husband. After losing both of her parents and discovering her first husband was gay, Alicia had walked a hard road. In truth, when Joe had heard of Alicia’s lifestyle choice, she had been appalled. However, after flying over to London for the wedding and meeting the handsome Maverick Devonshire, her doubts had been assuaged. Technically, he was Alicia’s master, but it was obvious to Joe he also loved and adored
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