happy that Caine knew, and even happier that he approved. She was a grown woman and would make her own decisions, but she did like that there wouldn’t be an impeding war ahead of her.
“Vance?”
He looked up with a full mouth and quickly swallowed before replying, “Yes?”
“What if I said no to Domestic Discipline? Would you really have ended it?
“Yes.” His expression grew sad. “I wouldn’t have had any choice.”
His answer stung. She looked down at her plate of food and pushed the eggs around on her plate. She didn’t want to look at him even though she knew he was staring right at her.
“I’ve tried it the other way. I can’t tell you how many relationships I’ve been in where I thought I could do without. Or even worse was being in relationships where I thought I could change their minds.” He paused, and when Coley didn’t say anything, he continued. “If I wasn’t so sure that you and I have something special and truly have a future, I would maybe consider just having a casual fling. But there is nothing about us that is casual.”
“What if I change my mind?”
There was a long pause. “I hope you wouldn’t. I hope you’ll see the benefits far outweigh the negatives.” He took another bite and swallowed it with a drink of his coffee. “I wouldn’t force you into anything you don’t want to do. I just hope you don’t expect to force me into anything I don’t want either.”
“So spanking my ass is that important to you?” she said with a smirk.
He smiled. “Domestic Discipline is. Yes. It’s part of who I am. My beliefs aren’t something I’m willing to reshape. We are who we are. So I guess the question you have to ask yourself is not if you can accept Domestic Discipline, but if you can accept me.”
His words hit her like a ton of bricks. “You’re right. This is important to you, so I will do my best to make it important to us .”
She stood up and began washing the dishes. She couldn’t wipe off the huge smile on her face even as she did the one chore she despised. After clearing the table, Vance walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her from behind. If doing dishes could feel like this, she would do them all the time.
“Come in the bedroom with me for a moment,” Vance requested with a look in his eye unfamiliar to Coley.
“What? Why?”
Vance reached for her hand and pulled her toward the room.
“Vance, what kind of trouble do you have in mind?” Coley flirted.
He walked over to the edge of the bed, sat down and pulled Coley so she was standing in front of him. “Coley, I want you to pull down your pants and lay over my lap.”
Coley’s mouth dropped. “What? I haven’t done anything wrong! You can’t spank me!”
With a mischievous smile, Vance replied, “You’re right, which is why this spanking won’t hurt or feel like you’re being punished. But I think we need to get the first spanking out of the way. To work through the initial awkwardness.” Vance placed his fingertips in the band of Coley’s pants and softly caressed the skin underneath the edge of the fabric. “Trust me, Coley.”
“But I… I have been spanked before. I don’t need to work through anything.” Coley’s heart sped up at an uncontrollable rate. A mixture of nervousness and excitement pumped through her body.
“Not by me. Now pull down your pants, Coley,” Vance softly commanded. He pressed his lips to her stomach and lightly licked along the top of her pants.
Coley fumbled with the button to release her of her confines. Not only had she never been spanked in an intimate way, she had never bared her bottom to anyone. The whole process was nerve wrecking, yet erotic. She looked into Vance’s eyes. He stared with a sensual intensity that sent shivers through her body. Coley lowered her pants and ever so slowly removed her shirt and bra as well. Giving a simple gesture to let Vance know that she was completely willing and open to whatever he had in