The knowing gleam in Marcus’ dark gaze pulled the brakes on her thoughts.Crap.She had done it again, hadn’t she? Making a face, she confessed, “I can’t help it. You make everything unbearably perfect.”
“Only because you deserve it.” After laying her gently on the petal-strewn bed, he asked quietly, “Are you sure of this?” They had talked about this for a long time and had agreed that their wedding anniversary would also be their first and last tango into the dark side. Although Anneke knew of his Dominant side, she had never experienced fully it for herself. And although Marcus would rather kill himself than hurt his wife – he had never put it to a test.
But tonight that would all change. Tonight, they would have much-needed answers to both questions, and following it the door to that chapter of Marcus’ life could finally be shut closed.
Anneke tried to control the trembling of her body as Marcus blindfolded her and began undressing her. The absolute darkness was unnerving, and it made her even more sensitive and responsive to her husband’s touch.
When she felt his hands shape one cheek of her butt, she couldn’t help stiffening. She knew, of course, what she had signed up for, but the knowledge only served to intensify her fears. Anneke had always been a weakling when it came to pain, but since Marcus needed to do this to get over his trauma—-
Please God. Please just don’t let me faint after the first spank or I’d seriously die of embarrassment.
“You can still back out,bambina.”
She shook her head profusely. “I can do this.” After all, ifthat womancould survive a beating from Marcusandactually be aroused by it, well – she could do it, too. In fact, she was determined to do things evenbetter.
In fact,Anneke thought determinedly,she was going to be so good at this that she would be begging him to whip her over and over.
“Ready now?”
Oh, crap.
Marcus pulled her up on her fours, placing her on the edge of the bed before walking away to take his whip out of the closet. “Take deep breaths,” he commanded.
She did as ordered, but a second later she realized she was well beyond it since she was already hyperventilating.
Marcus raised his hand.
But it was all he could do, since Anneke had already started crying.
“Anneke.” His tone was half-affectionate, half-exasperated. He had a feeling this would happen, but he had let his wife convince him he was wrong. She had just been so eager to please him that he hadn’t been able to turn her down.
He ripped the blindfold off her face as he drew her on his lap. “Never push yourself like this again.”
She pulled away with a shake of her head. “I think it was just n-nerves. Maybe after a little while—-”
“No, my love. This isn’t for you—-”
She cut him off, saying bravely, “Let’s try it again, but this time without the blindfolds. I think I’ll be able to handle it better if I can see what’s happening.”
He sighed. “Anneke—-”
“Please.”
“You’re certain?”
The words had her eyes tearing up, but his wife gave him a resolute nod, saying determinedly, “Yes.”
“Alright then, but we’ll change things a bit, aside from the blindfold.” He settled Anneke on her feet and stood up as well. He took a step towards her, and she paled.
Fuck.She was just too cute, and it made him realize something. He might be done being a Dom, but perhaps his Sadist days were far from over.
“Turn around.”
Anneke’s heart thundered against her chest as she slowly turned her back to Marcus.
More commands followed.
Bend down. Place your hands against the walls.