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arm. Each tap gave him the urge to respond
with a similar chastisement on her bottom. Thrice over. Even so, her prosaic statement made him laugh.
    "You are wrong. He is standing slack-a-jawed watching
us, wondering if I am about to castigate you for that tap to my arse."
    He felt a shudder go though her, and heard her gasp.
    "Ah, and are you?" Her breath came in pants and he
saw a sheen of perspiration appear on her soft skin.
Felton's body tightened in desire. Did she truly desire such delights? He
feigned not to hear. Not then, he had a lot to think about, it seemed, before
he sat down and spoke with frankness to his wife.
    She tilted her head up to him. Her dark curls were beginning
to come loose from her elaborate hairstyle. Felton had to clench his hands
tight to stop himself from discarding her hat and hairpins and using it to pull
her to him. He wanted to tug until he made her moan, pull her to him, and wind
it around his hand to hold her where he desired. Instead, he bowed his head. Who looks the sub now? he wondered.
    "Come then. Though you will go straight to the office
and I will dispatch someone to see if Willingham is here."
    "You still do not understand, do you? This is my property. I have every intention of
inspecting wherever I see fit."
      "Araminta,
you…" He hesitated. How to tell her many members came in anonymous and
remained so? "What happens within these walls, stays there. We have members who do not wish their identities divulged. I
cannot let you jeopardize that. So we will go to my office."
    She pounced on the possessive pronoun. "So you now
admit you are the owner?"
    He kissed her nose and ignored her startled jerk.
"Minx, you have the contracts, you know it is so. How though do I not see
your name there?"
    "Silk Enterprises, my lord." Now why hadn't he realized? Felton
was silent as he gathered his thoughts. Under the terms of the lease, they had
to allow the owner immediate access at any time or forfeit the lease.
    "Then of course you must come in." He ignored the
snort of disbelief from Leyton, and the muttered, "Well that will set the
cat in it, won't it just."
    "I have one demand." He deliberately did not say
request, and watched the pulse point in her neck move faster than it would if
she was calm.
    "You have? Will I like it?" Her voice was honey
laced with something indefinable, and he smelled her arousal. It increased his
to discomfort levels. Dare he? Felton gave himself a mental shake. He had
nothing to lose. They were as of—he did a mental calculation —wed these past
fifteen hours. She had promised to obey. He had not thought it would be like
this.
    He kept his voice low so not to be overheard. "We will
soon find out. I believe we may have more in common than I believed it could be
possible. Be that as it may, this is a demand not just for me, although 'twil
arouse me to an uncomfortable degree. I have to blindfold you. The lease does
not state you have to be sighted to enter. Please, my dear, you must see I have
to."
    Ara gurgled and her eyes lit up
in the lamplight. "That, my lord, I will not be able to do. See, as I will
have my eyes covered. But fear not, I accept it is necessary, until it is obvious
I will see no one I recognize, or they I. It benefits all of us."
    Felton was elated. One hurdle covered. "Turn and face
the wall, Araminta."
    ****
    He didn't even notice he had
injected a tone of command in his voice , Ara thought with an inward smile as she
nibbled her bottom lip. She had immediately, and her body responded
accordingly. Her skin felt too tight, and prickled with awareness. His scent,
that earthy, musky smell of aroused male filled her. She would obey. It had
been too long since a man she yearned for had spoken to her thus. Despite that,
she had no intentions of making it easy for him. Why she had the need to push
him out of his easy center and make him off kilter she didn't analyze. Possibly because she could not find hers? Ara lowered her
eyes in case he saw the