The Exposure
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“I think Jeff is working with Luke on security.”
Right. Luke had mentioned hiring someone to revamp the security system at the club. And, while she knew Jeff was into security, she had no idea he knew Luke. This could be trouble.
But there was nothing she could do about it now. She would just try to act normal, like nothing happened last night, and most certainly that she did not have an orgasm without his permission.
Her resolve lasted as long as it took to open the door, step into the house, and take one look at Luke. Because the truth was, she couldn’t actually look at Luke. She looked everywhere except Luke: the couch, the exposed wooden beams of the ceiling, the wrapped baby presents on the table.
“Meagan?” Luke asked. “How are you? Sleep well?”
“No, I didn’t actually,” Meagan said. “I just had the same conversation at Nathaniel and Abby’s house.”
“And what was the general consensus?”
“That Nathaniel was a meanie to tease Abby.”
Luke gave her a knowing smile. With slow measured footsteps, he kept her in his sights, as he walked toward her. Once again, Meagan found she couldn’t look him in the eye.
When he finally stood before her, he lowered his head toward her ear, and whispered so that only she could hear, “You came last night, didn’t you?”
She didn’t answer the question; instead she asked, “What makes you say that?”
“Avoiding the question, I see.”
“Not necessarily.”
“Look me in the eye, Meagan.” Luke’s voice was very serious. “And tell me you didn’t come.”
She looked him in the eye, but she knew she couldn’t lie to him. “I came.”
“Someone was a very bad girl.”
“I’m sorry, Sir.”
“Be that as it may, sorry just isn’t good enough.”
“I don’t see what the big deal is,” Meagan said. “I mean, you’re not actually my Dom.”
“Oh, Meagan, Meagan, Meagan.” Luke pulled back, took her chin in his hands, and forced her to look him in the eyes. “It would have been much better had you not said that.”
She figured as much, but that didn’t stop her from saying it. “It’s the truth.”
“No, the truth is, I gave you a command last night. To which you replied, Yes, Sir.”
“But that doesn’t mean—”
“Hush. The best thing you can do right now is be quiet.”
Why did his forcefulness turn her on so much? His hands were not gentle against her skin. There was a strength he rarely showed in his touch and that strength made her shiver.
“Good girl,” he said when she didn’t argue any further. “Now tell me, am I right?”
She couldn’t very well deny that he had acted as her Dom last night, especially with what he probably saw in her eyes, and the way she reacted to his touch, as well as his command.
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered.
“Here’s what we’re going to do,” Luke said. “After the shower, we go by the Wests’ house to get your car. Then we’re going to my house, because it’s closer than yours. We won’t have a photography session, but I will deal with your disobedience then. Any questions?”
“No, Sir.”
“Good girl.” He dropped his hands from her chin. “Now, let’s get this party started.”
Meagan couldn’t relax for the entire duration of the shower. Fortunately, she believed only Luke was aware of that. Every so often she would happen to glance behind her and she would see him staring at her. Each time their eyes met, he would smile slightly as if he knew exactly what she was thinking.
He probably did.
* * *
Luke kept his eye on Meagan the entire baby shower. It was funny—when Jeff first asked him to attend, he almost turned him down. After some quick thinking, and the realization that Meagan would be there, he had accepted.
And now, he was glad he did. It was so much fun to tease and torment Meagan. When he gave her his command the night before, he knew there was a good chance she would disobey. And he knew as soon as she walked through the door and saw him that she had. Crazy how easy it was to read her.
Of course, that didn’t mean he was going easy on her. She had disobeyed, after all. And since she was a sub, she was well aware of the consequences such an act carried. So aware, in fact, that it didn’t appear she thought of anything else during the entire shower.
He wondered if she would try to prolong her departure from the shower. Or did the thought of his discipline turn her on? He knew Jeff had a playroom, and he was very tempted to take her into it. But what he had in mind required a bit more privacy.
When Dena had opened all the presents, all the food had been eaten, and the first few people left, Meagan looked his way. He nodded. It was time to go.
Meagan hastily said her good-byes, hugging all of the women, and whispering something he couldn’t hear to Abby. He thought about asking her if she was ready, but she moved so expeditiously, he didn’t have to.
Meagan had accepted pleasure from his hands. Now he would see how well she handled correction.
Two hours after the end of the shower, they pulled into the driveway of his house. Though she’d seemed eager to leave the party, he could sense a tiny bit of trepidation when she got out of her car.
Instead of moving into the house, he stood in the driveway, arms crossed, watching her. She looked even more uncomfortable. Good. She needed to know that his commands were to be obeyed.
“Does it feel like I’m your Dom now?” he asked.
“Yes, Sir.”
Right. Luke had mentioned hiring someone to revamp the security system at the club. And, while she knew Jeff was into security, she had no idea he knew Luke. This could be trouble.
But there was nothing she could do about it now. She would just try to act normal, like nothing happened last night, and most certainly that she did not have an orgasm without his permission.
Her resolve lasted as long as it took to open the door, step into the house, and take one look at Luke. Because the truth was, she couldn’t actually look at Luke. She looked everywhere except Luke: the couch, the exposed wooden beams of the ceiling, the wrapped baby presents on the table.
“Meagan?” Luke asked. “How are you? Sleep well?”
“No, I didn’t actually,” Meagan said. “I just had the same conversation at Nathaniel and Abby’s house.”
“And what was the general consensus?”
“That Nathaniel was a meanie to tease Abby.”
Luke gave her a knowing smile. With slow measured footsteps, he kept her in his sights, as he walked toward her. Once again, Meagan found she couldn’t look him in the eye.
When he finally stood before her, he lowered his head toward her ear, and whispered so that only she could hear, “You came last night, didn’t you?”
She didn’t answer the question; instead she asked, “What makes you say that?”
“Avoiding the question, I see.”
“Not necessarily.”
“Look me in the eye, Meagan.” Luke’s voice was very serious. “And tell me you didn’t come.”
She looked him in the eye, but she knew she couldn’t lie to him. “I came.”
“Someone was a very bad girl.”
“I’m sorry, Sir.”
“Be that as it may, sorry just isn’t good enough.”
“I don’t see what the big deal is,” Meagan said. “I mean, you’re not actually my Dom.”
“Oh, Meagan, Meagan, Meagan.” Luke pulled back, took her chin in his hands, and forced her to look him in the eyes. “It would have been much better had you not said that.”
She figured as much, but that didn’t stop her from saying it. “It’s the truth.”
“No, the truth is, I gave you a command last night. To which you replied, Yes, Sir.”
“But that doesn’t mean—”
“Hush. The best thing you can do right now is be quiet.”
Why did his forcefulness turn her on so much? His hands were not gentle against her skin. There was a strength he rarely showed in his touch and that strength made her shiver.
“Good girl,” he said when she didn’t argue any further. “Now tell me, am I right?”
She couldn’t very well deny that he had acted as her Dom last night, especially with what he probably saw in her eyes, and the way she reacted to his touch, as well as his command.
“Yes, Sir,” she whispered.
“Here’s what we’re going to do,” Luke said. “After the shower, we go by the Wests’ house to get your car. Then we’re going to my house, because it’s closer than yours. We won’t have a photography session, but I will deal with your disobedience then. Any questions?”
“No, Sir.”
“Good girl.” He dropped his hands from her chin. “Now, let’s get this party started.”
Meagan couldn’t relax for the entire duration of the shower. Fortunately, she believed only Luke was aware of that. Every so often she would happen to glance behind her and she would see him staring at her. Each time their eyes met, he would smile slightly as if he knew exactly what she was thinking.
He probably did.
* * *
Luke kept his eye on Meagan the entire baby shower. It was funny—when Jeff first asked him to attend, he almost turned him down. After some quick thinking, and the realization that Meagan would be there, he had accepted.
And now, he was glad he did. It was so much fun to tease and torment Meagan. When he gave her his command the night before, he knew there was a good chance she would disobey. And he knew as soon as she walked through the door and saw him that she had. Crazy how easy it was to read her.
Of course, that didn’t mean he was going easy on her. She had disobeyed, after all. And since she was a sub, she was well aware of the consequences such an act carried. So aware, in fact, that it didn’t appear she thought of anything else during the entire shower.
He wondered if she would try to prolong her departure from the shower. Or did the thought of his discipline turn her on? He knew Jeff had a playroom, and he was very tempted to take her into it. But what he had in mind required a bit more privacy.
When Dena had opened all the presents, all the food had been eaten, and the first few people left, Meagan looked his way. He nodded. It was time to go.
Meagan hastily said her good-byes, hugging all of the women, and whispering something he couldn’t hear to Abby. He thought about asking her if she was ready, but she moved so expeditiously, he didn’t have to.
Meagan had accepted pleasure from his hands. Now he would see how well she handled correction.
Two hours after the end of the shower, they pulled into the driveway of his house. Though she’d seemed eager to leave the party, he could sense a tiny bit of trepidation when she got out of her car.
Instead of moving into the house, he stood in the driveway, arms crossed, watching her. She looked even more uncomfortable. Good. She needed to know that his commands were to be obeyed.
“Does it feel like I’m your Dom now?” he asked.
“Yes, Sir.”
