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as honest as she was, she was a beautiful woman and beauty was, in and of itself, power. She was aware of it, wasn’t quite comfortable or sure of how to use it, but it was there and experience had taught her how the slightest shift in the set of her mouth, how one sideways glance, could bring a man to his knees at her feet.
    But Jake had no intention of allowing that to happen.
    He needed to make a point. If he wanted this sort of relationship, tonight would be important. If it ended in sex now, whether it was her seduction of him or his own need, there would be no lesson. It would not be remembered as discipline even though the spanking itself had caused her pain.
    “Ten more, these with the paddle. Count them out.”
    “Jake…” she began, but caught herself. “Sir…” her gaze went to the paddle in his hand, then to his face and back. “I’m not sure about those.”
    “You don’t need to be sure. Do you get to decide your punishment or do I?”
    She took a deep breath and let it out. “You do.”
    “Face forward please.”
    Her expression was one of worry but she did as he said. Jake lifted the paddle and brought it down at not even half the force he could have used. It was her first time with it and although he wanted her to have a healthy respect for the little thing, he didn’t want her to be deathly afraid of it.
    Megan called out when the wood made impact with her already red bottom. She clenched tight and wriggled about for a moment before calling out the count. “One, sir.”
    Jake struck her other cheek, watching the red of her bottom deepen. She counted and he brought the paddle down two more times in quick succession so she had to catch up to keep the count. The next six came fast on alternating cheeks and Megan whimpered with each blow, but still managed to count. Only once she had called out ten did she soften her body, bending her knees and no longer trying to pull her wrists free. He let them go and she immediately wiped her face. Jake listened to her soft cries but held her in place, running his hands lightly over her swollen, tender bottom. It took all he had not to delve between her cheeks and he slowly lifted her so he held on her on his lap, hugging her to him.
    She buried her face in his chest, the wet smear of tears penetrating the fine material of his shirt. She took a ragged breath and he imagined those were the last of her tears. “I’m sorry,” she said, looking up at him. “I didn’t mean to drink so much, it just happened and Josie kept ordering…”
    Josie again. Jake held his tongue though. She’d have to figure this out on her own if she wasn’t yet ready to hear him on this particular matter. Besides, she needed to take responsibility.
    “You could have said no, Megan. No one forced you to drink so much.”
    He felt her nodding her head and after a moment, she looked up at him. “I know. You’re right.”
    “You feel better?”
    She nodded. “Not my butt but yeah, I guess.”
    “Good.”
    “I don’t like that paddle, Jake,” she said, giving the thing a dirty look.
    He smiled. “It did its job. Let’s get you upstairs and cleaned up. I’m starving for some lasagna.”
    “I also picked up a bottle of your favorite wine,” she said, a smile on her face as he stood, keeping her in his arms.
    “You were going to try to seduce me to get out of your spanking, weren’t you?”
    She shrugged. “Can you blame me for trying?”
    He laughed and held her close as they went upstairs.

Chapter Three
     
     
    “Do I need to pick up anything else for the party this weekend?” Jake asked on Wednesday morning while Megan scrambled his eggs for breakfast.
    Jake was bidding on a project to build the new shopping center in town. He had invited the board members and their spouses to a dinner party this Saturday night. He was close to closing the deal that would put his small architectural company on the map.
    Megan was perhaps more nervous than Jake though. She always