A Most Unusual Mistress (Rogue Scandals) Read Free Page B

By cloth. He had loosened the ties on her gown, slipping it downward to bare her breasts and pinion her arms, allowing her no give or take. How had she been so immersed in those deliciously new sensations that his movements had been undetected?
    “Ah, my love, ‘tis a sight to devour. No.” His voice sharpened as she began to open her eyes. “I trust you to do as I request. I will say when you may look.” His hands continued their exploration as he pulled her tight to his body, and she could feel the power of his erection hard against her mound. She leant in closer and with soft sighs and incoherent mumbling, tried to rub against him. The hand on her arse stopped its delicate probing of that tiny, puckered hole through her gown, and moved solely to her buttocks where it gripped firmly.
    “Riana, as your master, I can control you as I desire. Perchance my desire is to spank you each time you cross my will...” He paused, and now his hand caressed her curves. “Of course, as my wife, you would command respect that does not allow this.”
    Arrogant swine. “So your wife—whatever else she does—receives no physical chastisement? Your mistress does. Whatever she does, if it not please you, you react in such a manner?” She paused, and an impulse made her continue. “So, if as your wife, I took a lover, you would accept this? Maybe that is the route to take?”
    “Open your eyes now and look at me.” This she was happy to do, and after a swift glance at her dishabille and the yet-immaculate set of his clothing, looked him straight in the eye.
    “Oh, my.” She schooled her tone into a mocking lilt. “You feel this is equality? You so unmoved by my body and me...well, me in a state of semi-undress, with my emotions in chaos from your touch and craving more. Perhaps if the day arrives that I do accept the position of your wife, and you have no need of my attentions, I may turn them to another.” She waited for his reaction. It was not long in coming.
    “If my wife took a lover, I would kill both her and him.”
    Well, that sounded definite. Her palms began to sweat. He had not finished, however.
    “That is the length of it. The differences are numerous.” He seemed to be waiting for an answer.
    Adriana smiled, putting as much sex and promise as she knew how into her mouth, her eyes, and her demeanor.
    “Some do say to be spanked by a dominant is highly arousing, that ‘tis erotically charged.’” She opened her eyes to their widest, aiming for a look of innocence, unsure if she achieved her goal. “Are you such a person, Ash?”
    She would swear if he had been drinking, none would be left in glass or mouth; it would all be spread over the room as he spewed it out in surprise.
    “What, my lady, know you of such things?” His tone was stern, but try as he might to control it, Riana could see the light of more than casual interest in his eyes.
    “I know as much as I need at present. If I wish to know more, I will discover.”
    “You will discover naught unless from me. In this, there is no debate.” He glared at her, his eyes becoming angry slits. In response, she smiled virtuously.
    “And you know the answers, of course. Otherwise...” She shrugged.
    “Otherwise,” he retorted grimly, “they will be so insignificant, you will have no need to know or understand.”
    “In that case, I ask again. Are you a dominant?”
    “And I say again, what know you of such things?”
    Dare I say that is for me to know and you to find out? Perhaps... She glimpsed the storm clouds in his eyes. Not.
    “Relax; I know no more than gossip bandied about over dishes of Bohea and cakes. But it is said you are a dominant. You need to take charge. It is whispered this is both disturbing and arousing. Sadly, the gossips say little more. Nonetheless, I read, speak, and am inquisitive. This, along with a few careless comments dropped into conversations remembered, aroused my inquisitiveness. So I researched in general and you