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in her mouth.
    “Would you like a coffee before you leave?” asked Adam, tickling Thor under his chin and making him drool happily.
    She looked at him in dismay. “Leave?” Oh, she’d sort of hoped she’d be staying over.
    He must have seen her disappointment because he kissed her again and pulled her closer to him. “There’s nothing I’d like better than to have you stay all night but, trust me, if you did, neither of us would be getting any sleep and you’ve got work in the morning.” He laughed when she groaned. “And I happen to know that your boss gets extremely grouchy when his PA is late for work and can’t stop yawning all day.”
    He had a point, unfortunately. She couldn’t stop a naughty grin escaping as she imagined what Adam might do if she were late for work—spank her, maybe?
    “Don’t even think of arriving late in the hope you’ll get punished.” He laughed. “By the way, are you free on Thursday evening?”
    “Yes,” she replied, without thinking. She’d make herself free for him, even if she did have something planned.
    “It’s my birthday and I’m meeting a couple of friends for some drinks after work. Just casual, but I’d like it if you would join us.”
    “I’d love to, thanks.” A warm glow filled her as the meaning of his words floated around her head. Not only did he want to introduce her to his friends, but he wanted to spend his birthday with her. The smile that stretched her lips was reflected in her belly, and she embraced the delicate feeling as something that felt strangely like happiness.
    * * * *
    It was nearly two o’clock in the morning by the time Rob dropped her back at her flat. She hoped Mandy was still up, she hadn’t seen much of her over the last couple of days. There was so much she wanted to tell her friend—a late night girlie chat would be great. All was quiet in the flat as she stepped into the small hallway, though, and she realized, with disappointment, that Mandy must have gone to bed already. Should she wake her?
    She decided not to disturb her and tiptoed into the kitchen to make herself a mug of hot chocolate instead. Images of the evening flashed through her head as she spooned the chocolate powder into a mug—the delicious dinner, the studio, the crop. She smiled as she remembered her feelings of humiliation at having to crawl across the floor naked with that crop between her teeth, and wondered how the hell that had turned into complete surrender that, in turn, had fueled her arousal.
    She caught sight of her vibrator lying on a chair near the door. Although she wouldn’t normally keep such a personal thing in the kitchen she’d left it there as a reminder to change the batteries. She grinned as she realized she hopefully wouldn’t need it anymore.
    When she’d first started having those erotic dreams, she’d had no idea what they would lead to. She had just assumed she wanted someone to give her a light spanking, but she knew now that it went so much deeper than that. As much as she wasn’t sure how comfortable she was about it, she couldn’t deny that she was definitely a submissive. The most erotic moments she had experienced so far with Adam weren’t just the sex, but the feeling of being completely under his control, helpless and eager to please him. The spankings were just an added bonus.
    She finished her hot chocolate and finally conceded that she really did need to get some sleep if she didn’t want to piss Adam off in the morning. Just as she switched the kitchen light off and stepped into the hall, though, she heard someone outside the door to their flat. Someone was trying to break in!
    Her heartbeat shot up to high alert and she tried desperately to steady her breathing as she tiptoed back into the dark kitchen to find something she could use as a weapon. Then she heard a key in the door— shit , the burglar had a key.
    She grabbed the first thing she could find in the dark and raised it above her head, ready to