Very well.
I motioned for him to step inside. When he did, I closed the door behind him.
Securing my robe tightly, I turned to face them.
“Is everything all right?” It seemed rather early for visitors.
Mr. Parker was the one who spoke first. “I wanted to make sure you knew I hadn’t forgotten about last night.”
I frowned, trying to figure out what he might be talking about. “Last night?”
His ocean-blue eyes heated and a lopsided grin curled the corner of his delectable mouth. “You earned a spanking for lying to me when I asked you a question.”
Now, I was the one heating up. I hadn’t expected him to bring that up. Certainly not first thing this morning. And quite frankly, I had thought he’d forgotten about it.
“I thought that was…you know…a subtle reminder.”
He chuckled. “Oh, little rebel, I don’t do subtle reminders. In fact, I don’t do subtle period.”
Yeah. I knew that.
“And that’s the reason I’m here. I thought I’d give you a choice.” His blue eyes seemed darker than normal, perhaps with a hint of challenge in them.
I waited patiently for him to tell me what my options were.
“I do my best never to assume anything,” he stated. “So, I need you to confirm that you found no major issues with the contract that could cause you enough concern to change your mind.”
I’d skimmed the contract a couple of times, so I was familiar with it. “No, Mr. Parker. I didn’t find any major issues.”
That was something else I’d thought about to pass the time last night when I was tossing and turning. Although it would likely be in my best interest to take things slow with them, I found I didn’t want to. I had known them for less than two full days, but when I was with them, I felt better than I’d ever felt. They made me feel safe, cared for. Wanted. And I wanted to sign that contract.
“Good. We’ll still go over it in the office so we can make any minor adjustments that you might need. But if you don’t have major concerns, I think we shall proceed.”
“I agree, Mr. Parker.”
He seemed quite pleased with that answer.
“All right then.” He leaned one shoulder against the wall as he regarded me. “It’s imperative that you understand I take punishment seriously. I don’t spew a lot of bullshit, so it’s safe to say that when I promise you something, it’s going to happen.”
That seemed fair.
“Now I’m going to give you two choices. You can opt to take your spankings now, here in your apartment, or you can choose to receive them this afternoon before our dinner meeting.”
“Dinner meeting?”
“Yes. We’re having dinner with several of our clients and we’d like you to accompany us. Should you choose to take your punishment this afternoon, I’ll text you at the time I’m ready and inform you where you need to meet me.”
“Text me?” I was confused. “But I don’t have a cell phone.”
Mr. Snowden retrieved something from his pocket and held it out to me. “You do now. We felt it was important for your safety. It’s yours to use as you wish. I’ve programmed our numbers in there—mine, Mr. Parker’s, Luci’s, Jordan’s, as well as the office number in case you need it.”
“You just happened to have an extra cell phone lying around?” That seemed odd.
Mr. Snowden chuckled. “I picked it up for you yesterday after you left for your interview.”
“Oh.”
“So,” Mr. Parker continued, “which will it be? Here and now? Or later this afternoon? In my office.”
His office?
That shouldn’t have turned me on so much, but the idea of him laying me across his desk and spanking me… If I could’ve pretended that his statement didn’t turn me on, I probably would have. However, I was immensely curious about how this would all play out. The thought of him spanking me gave me chills, but it had nothing to do with fear. Not only because I enjoyed that little bite of pain he was likely going to generate but because I felt as though his punishment meant something to him. If my Dom cared enough to dish it out when it was deserved—and in this case, it was—then I could accept my fate.
Perhaps that made me a little perverse, but so be it.
“It’s up to you, Addison,” Mr. Parker continued. “If it makes any difference, you’ll take ten swats on your bare bottom. I usually do fifteen with my hand, while you’re over my knee, but due to the fact you seem to have an issue with following the rule of not lying, I’m going to handle it differently.”
That piqued my curiosity.
“Either place you choose, I’ll have you bend over the back of the sofa and I will be using my belt.”
Okay, so this wasn’t an erotic spanking. This man meant serious punishment. I inhaled sharply.
