"Do You Need Me Now, Sir?"~~ WIP It Up Wednesday

I am back on WIP it Up!! This is actually an honest WIP. It is almost edited and should be published within the next few weeks! I think I'm calling it Cherished and if you read my last book, Mastered, this one is about Hailey's friend Serena who was briefly mentioned in the book.

It is a BDSM romance with some spanking and other fun things! Here's a little tasty taste for you today:

“I called you, twice,” Alex started. “There are rules for a reason.”

Glancing up at him she caught his creased forehead. Rules, again with his rules. She clenched her teeth.

His eyes narrowed and his jaw twitched. “I texted you and told you where I was,” she appealed. She had. It pissed her off that he kept calling her, it was more than twice, but she wasn’t trying to get him mad at her. She hadn’t wanted this in her day.

“A text,” he said, unlacing his fingers and bringing his elbows to his knees to lean closer to her. “Is that all I deserve? A text?”

Serena fought the urge to roll her eyes. Sometimes she wasn’t sure if he was for real. Was this all a part of the “Dom act”? A reason to act like a dick and punish her? Because, really? “I was in a fitting room. I was shopping,” she answered with more than a hint of exasperation.

“Watch your tone,” he snapped.

Oh, for god’s sake.

“I’m sorry, sir. I guess I just don’t understand what it is you wanted. I responded to your call and I called you as soon as I got back to my apartment.” He’d already been there to fetch her, so it hadn’t mattered anyway. But she refused to be chastised like an errant child for having a fucking life.

“We’ve been over this,” he said with a sigh as if she were a hopeless case. “I should have been made aware of your plans before you went out. What if I had needed you?”

Needed her for what? She’d been in this position before, it was useless to argue. She was never right.

“And last night, how late were you at the dance studio? You know what time you’re expected to be home,” he went on.

Another rule. Another reason for her to be in trouble. Eyeing the cane he had laid across the ottoman she tensed her buttocks. She was tired and her nerves were frayed, she could do with a spanking, but the cane seemed like a harsh choice today. Knowing she’d never be able to talk herself out of this situation, she spurred into action.

Coming straight up on her knees she boldly looked him in the eye and tried her best at sultry. Cocking her head to the side she raised her hand and trailed a finger down the front of his pant leg. “Do you need me now, sir?” she asked in a husky whisper.

Alex’s eyes widened. He would say she manipulated him. In fact, he probably would complain and punish her—later. But as soon as she saw his eyes darken she knew she had him.

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