Addiction: A Dark Romance Kidnap Thriller (Savage Affection Book 3) by Felicity Brandon

Author:Felicity Brandon [Brandon, Felicity]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-07-13T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Discipline

Ella

Hearing his light tread on the carpet, her eyes flickered open to find him standing before her. If it was possible, she’d forgotten how absurdly tall he was in the short amount of time he’d been away. Dragging her focus along the length of his body, she noticed her pulse quicken its beat.

“Well done.” There was genuine affection in his tone as he neared. “You stayed where you were told.”

“Thank you, sir.” She resisted the urge to say she’d told him so, reveling instead in his praise and shining eyes.

“Look what I found.” He lifted his hand to reveal the black hairbrush. Fleetingly, she contemplated whether she should be worried that he’d brought the brush to a spanking, but then she recalled she was the one who’d asked for it.

“Thanks again.” She reached forward, expecting him to pass the brush to her, but instead, he hovered over her with an amused expression.

“Since I washed your hair, I’d like to brush it.”

“Oh.” She hadn’t seen that one coming, but she didn’t like to contradict his beaming smile. “Okay, sir.”

“I’ve never brushed anyone else’s hair before.” He confessed his inexperience as he took the seat beside her. “But I’d like you to be the first.”

What was she supposed to say to that? She’d never imagined a scenario like this—one where such intimacy could bloom with a man who’d been hard and unyielding to her—but then she could never have envisaged anything about the last few days. Tucker had been kinder to her since they’d left the cabin, taking care of her needs and bestowing untold pleasure, and she wanted to seize that momentum.

Ella searched his face for any sign of ill intent that he might hurt her with the brush, but she found nothing except his enthusiasm for the task at hand. Deciding that she needed to trust the gleam in his eyes, she nodded.

“Yes, sir.”

“Sit on the rug for me.” He gestured to the soft white rug at their feet.

“On the floor?” Her brow furrowed as her heart hammered inside her chest.

Why does he want me on the floor?

“Yes.” His tone was sardonic but unhurried. “On the floor, little girl.”

She slid to her knees unthinkingly, her palms tingling as she settled into the pile of the rug.

“Turn around and face the door, please.” His hand glided along her damp locks, surveying her long hair. “Keep your hands in your lap, little girl. I have an important job to do.”

She shuffled into place, fighting to calm her racing heart as he pulled the brush from her crown and down through her damp hair.

“That’s lovely, sir.” She was surprised at how comforting it was to cede such a basic task, but as he tugged the bristles back through her tresses, she realized she was actually enjoying the closeness of the act.

Tucker was right behind her, his feet on either side of her body as he worked on her hair, and she knew, without needing to look, that all of his focus was on her.

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