Feeling inspired, she pushed on his shoulders and he took a step backward in surprise. “What the hell, Meagan?”

   She slowly rocked. Swayed back and forth. Dancing for him. “You like watching me in the moonlight?”

   “God, yes.”

   She ran her hands over her hips. Cupped her breasts. “Like what you see?”

   “I’ll tell you what,” he said, and the smirk on his face was evident in his tone. “You can do what you like out here, but once we cross that threshold, you do what I say.”

   She was still moving seductively when she replied. “What if I don’t want to go inside?”

   “I’m not fucking you outside.”

   “Why not? Afraid of what will happen if I take charge? Afraid you’ll like it?”

   “Nope. I’m afraid of bears. Afraid they’ll come up on me unaware and maul me to death when I’m deep inside you.”

   She laughed. “But what a way to go.”

   “You plan on spending your entire time talking?”

   “Bossy. Bossy. Bossy.” She stopped dancing and placed her hands on his shoulders. “I think I’ll start by undressing you. See what you have underneath all those clothes.”

   “You’ve seen it.”

   “It felt bigger when it was pressed up against me just a few minutes ago.”

   He chuckled. “I’m yours for the next ten minutes.”

   “What happens after ten minutes?”

   “Then it’s my turn.”

   She didn’t waste any more time. With quick fingers, she unbuttoned his shirt and pushed it off his shoulders. He was magnificent with his shirt off. “All those clothes hide a damn fine body. You work out.”

   It wasn’t a question, but he answered it anyway. “Almost every day.”

   She ran an appreciative hand over his biceps. “Push-ups?”

   “Yes. So I have complete control over my body when I have you underneath me. Your legs spread to give me access. Your pussy wet and ready. Your breasts pebbled and waiting for my mouth.”

   “All that from push-ups?”

   “Perhaps I’d better show you.”

   “Not yet. I still have ten minutes.”

   “Now. I’m not waiting ten minutes.”

Chapter Five

   “Damn,” Meagan said. “You’re still bossy.”

   Luke swallowed his laugh. “And you still like it.”

   “I’ll go inside on one condition.”

   “Negotiating, are you?”

   “How badly do you want inside?”

   He dragged a finger down her belly, stopping right above the apex of her legs. “I want inside so, so bad.”

   To her credit, she didn’t bat his hand away or try to get him to move it lower. “Then you have to agree you owe me ten minutes. To be collected at the time of my choosing.”

   “Deal. Now inside.”

   “Where do you want me?”

   The correct question was where didn’t he want her because he wanted her everywhere. “We’ll start traditionally. In the bedroom.”

   “On the bed?”

   “Not that traditional. I want you bending over the bed.”

   She sighed. “I didn’t even get to take your pants off.”

   “Inside. Now. Not another word.”

   “You said I could do what I wanted out here.”

   Oh yes, she was going to be fun. He loved a submissive with sass. “That was ten words. You get ten spanks. I suggest you be quiet and go wait for me like I asked.”

   She turned and headed toward the house, but he heard her mutter, “Dominants.”

   “That’s eleven.” He laughed as she scurried inside.

   He followed right on her heels, afraid if he didn’t, he’d change his mind and he didn’t want to change his mind. He was doing exactly what he’d done years before and he’d broken her heart then. But this was different, wasn’t it? She’d insisted it was only for tonight and he believed her. After all, no matter how much he wanted a relationship with her, he wasn’t even sure she liked him most of the time. He was a handy scratch for her itch tonight. No need to overanalyze it.

   He stepped into his room, saw her waiting for him, exactly like he asked, and his ability to analyze anything left him. He’d seen her naked at the club and even minutes ago in the moonlight. But damn. Seeing her in his room, bent over his bed, at his command, left him breathless.

   She didn’t move a muscle as he approached her. Didn’t react in any way when he lightly ran his hand across her ass. It occurred to him at that moment, the last time they’d been together, she was new in her submissive journey and he’d never observed her in a scene. This experienced submissive Meagan was a new person altogether.

   He couldn’t wait to get to know her.

   “Very nice,” he said, giving the flesh of her backside a squeeze. Just because he wanted to. “I owe you eleven spanks and I’m going to round it up to an even twelve. But because you followed my commands so well once you made it inside, I’ll let you pick the implement.”

   “If it pleases you, Sir, I’d prefer no implement. I’d prefer you use your hand.”

   He couldn’t hide the shock in his voice. “Why is that?”

   “Because I like the feel of your hands on me, Sir.”

   He’d be more than a fool to turn her down. He’d be a crazy-ass fool.

   “That would please me very much. My hands like being on you.” He moved into position behind her. “No need to count.”