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bare flesh. Without really intending to, she lifted her ass toward his hand.
    “Damn you. Stop!” she screamed.
    He smoothed his palm over her burning skin. The tenderness of his touch was like another slap, making her gasp in surprise. She could feel herself getting wet. Tears of humiliation threatened to spill from the corner of her eyes. How could she have let him do this to her? What kind of woman was she that this would make her hot?
    She could not let herself get this turned on by him. She refused to give him the satisfaction, but she had a sinking feeling that she already had, despite her best efforts, and the mere thought that he knew had her stomach sinking.
    “Please,” she said as she scrunched her eyes closed. “I’m getting dizzy.”
    And truthfully she was. Unfortunately, she wasn’t sure it was entirely from her head and shoulders hanging upside down. She’d been spanked before, but she’d never felt like this.
    He released his hold on her back. She quickly pushed against the chair, forcing herself upright. Once straight, she dropped onto the cushioned seat with her legs curled under her and dragged a hand through her hair, pushing it off her eyes. The second her ass hit her calves, she winced in pain. She didn’t bother to pull her pants up yet, just lowered her shirt so that it covered her privates.
    “You damn Neanderthal,” she snarled.
    “Don’t pretend like that didn’t get you wet, sub,” he said. He stared down at her smugly. “I’ve been doing this a long time. I can tell when the pain begins to morph into something else.”
    “Go to hell,” she murmured.
    “Been there already,” he replied. “Damn son of a bitch spat me back out.”
    She scrunched her nose and twisted her lips. “I guess he couldn’t stand the sight of you either.”
    His lips twitched in amusement. “Your ass is red from a spanking, and still you spew venom as though you want another.”
    She sank farther into the chair and watched him warily.
    “Be thankful a spanking is all you got. As delectable as that ass looked, I was tempted to fuck you as well.”
    Jack swallowed. She noticed the trembling in her fingers and quickly fisted them in the hope he hadn’t seen. The way he watched her with that shrewd gaze, Jack doubted he missed anything.
    “I think I like you better defiant,” he grumbled.
    “Then perhaps you shouldn’t spank me like a misbehaving child.”
    He snorted. “I have no doubt that spanking will not be your last.”
    “Spank me like that again, and the first chance I get, I’ll slit your throat.”
    He tilted his head and studied her. “You don’t quit, do you?”
    “No,” she said softly but firmly.
    He walked over and leaned his elbows against the back of the chair. Staring over it, he grinned in such a way that Jack’s whole body flushed. “Judging by the way your body reacted to that spanking, my guess is you’ve played the sexual sub before. Am I right?”
    “None of your business.”
    His grin widened. “It doesn’t matter. We’ll soon find out.”
    Jack swallowed and turned her gaze out the window, deliberately ignoring him.
    He put his finger under her chin and lifted it. She met his stare and suddenly had to remind herself how to breathe. Even when she’d done the submissive thing, there hadn’t been one Dom who could make her heart flutter with just a look. Not one whose voice sent a current of lust to every pore of her body. Not until him.
    That thought was as disturbing as it was frightening.
    Despite his rough manhandling, or maybe because of it, she ached for sexual release. What did that say about her?
    “Let’s get something straight, sub. You’ll do what I tell you or get another one of those. Next time I won’t stop until you’re screaming from an orgasm. I don’t care how hard or long you fight me.”
    Jack swallowed at the sudden and undeniable burning that began in her womb.
    “Are we clear?”
    “Aren’t I supposed to get a safe word?” she