A Perfect World: An Erotic Science Fiction Short Story (6 page)

He placed a hand on her head and gave up the fight.
 
He would regret it.
 
He knew he would.
 
And he also knew he couldn’t walk away from
her.
 
He let the towel drop.
 
“Your form is next to perfect. Straighten
your spine a little. Those novels you’ve read seem to have the right idea. Look
up at me.”

Her chin came up.
 
Her
lovely face was placid.
 
Those big hazel
eyes were perfectly calm, but the slight curve of her lips gave her away.
 
She was thrilled with his response.
 
She’d known what she was doing.
 
His little one was going to try to top from
the bottom.
 
It would be an intricate
dance between them for power.
 
He was
looking forward to many, many years of such a struggle.
 
This was what you didn’t get from a slave,
this fire and passion.
 
She would always
surprise him.
 
Perhaps it was time to
surprise his little sub, too.

“Did you do as I asked?”

She nodded, though a little wariness entered her expression
now.
 
“I opened the wine, Sir.
 
It’s on the table.”

Sure enough, she’d followed the letter of his command, but
not the intent.
 
The bottle was chilling
in a little silver bucket with two wine glasses beside it on the bedside table.
 
“Grace, I told you I wanted to talk.
 
Did you have any intention of talking to me?”

“Oh, yes.”
 
Her
response was bouncy as though she was happy he’d phrased it in a way she didn’t
have to lie about.
 
“I think we should
talk.”

He would have to be more direct. He hid the smile that
threatened. He was supposed to be in control. “Grace, are you trying to seduce
me?”

Now her face fell, and her teeth sank into her full bottom
lip.
 
“Can I seduce you?”

He sighed.
 
That was
what this was about? Did the woman not have eyes?
 
In the week he’d known her, he’d always had
an erection around her.
 
She was his
fucking Viagra, and he’d gone way over the “erection lasting four hours” point.
 
He didn’t need a doctor.
 
He needed her.
 
He was far past thinking about the job. He
was thinking about Grace.

And he needed to teach his little sub a lesson.
 
“I believe you’ll find you can seduce me, but
first things first.”
 
He sat down on her
bed.
 
“Over my lap.”

He didn’t miss the hitch in her breath.
 
It wasn’t nervousness.
 

“I won’t ask again.
 
Right now it’s a count of five.
 
Every second you delay, I add on to it.”

Grace’s gorgeous, heart-shaped ass was across his lap in no
time.
 
Her stomach pressed against his
cock.
 
She wiggled a little, trying to
get situated.
 
Sean steadied her with his
left hand.
 
“Do you know why I’m going to
spank you, little one?”

“Because I was trying to manipulate you.”

“No, darling.
 
I’m
going to spank you because you’ll like it.”
 

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