by Mia Luxe
He looks me in the eye. I shudder in need, and it’s like can see right through me. He gently caresses my cheek, looking at me with such care it breaks my heart.
“Emily, what’s wrong?”
I look down, and he gently strokes my cheek. “It’s stupid.”
“Tell me.”
I sigh. “I know the purpose of all this… I know the reason I need a relationship like this is because it helps me improve. But there’s a part of me that… Craves it. Even when I haven’t done anything wrong. And I’m so worried I’m going to start acting out and doing things just to make you mad… Just so I can feel it again.”
I look for any sign that Tanner thinks less of me. Instead, he has a slight smile – like he knows a secret.
“Emily, thank you for bringing this up. I’m proud of you. There was a time in your life when you’d have hidden what you felt and acted out. I know exactly what to do. Let me get changed, and I’ll explain over dinner.”
I nod, letting a weak smile go over my face. I don’t know what Tanner is going to say, and as I plate the dinners I can only imagine. I’m eager – and a little nervous.
I set the table and put down the food as Tanner comes back in, changed into a white button-up shirt that hugs his muscles. He sits down in front of me.
“This looks incredible, Emily. How is Evan doing?”
I smile. “He’s sleeping. He was a little cranky earlier, but he’s finally calmed down.”
I yawn. It’s been tough sleeping. I love Evan to death, but he makes it tough to get sleep. My mind is a swirl of exhaustion, and I haven’t had the ultimate pleasure of turning my brain off and simply submitting to Tanner’s discipline in what feels like forever.
“That’s very good. We’re going to start maintenance spankings tonight.”
“Maintenance spankings?”
Tanner nods. “Yes. Once a week, I’m going to spank you. I’ll give you what you need. You’ll be able to give in, just like I know you need. You won’t have to act out or do anything wrong to get what you crave. Emily, I want to give you everything you need. You never have to worry.”
I smile, and the spark of need fills me. I giggle, feeling mischievous.
“I’ve been such a bad girl, Tanner,” I say with false innocence, my voice dripping with the need I feel when I imagine finally having his palm against my ass again.
Tanner pushes his plate away, his dinner barely touched.
“Dinner’s going to have to wait,” he growls, and when he stands up I can see from his iron-hard cock pressing against his pants that tonight is going to be exactly what I need.
Afterword
Thank you so much for reading my novel.
Feel free to join my mailing list so I can send you information about new releases!
http://eepurl.com/dbI6-v
