Shade(157)

To Lily, however, that was a punishment. He had shown her she was a woman with a woman’s needs. And Shade would bet the property the houses were sitting on that she wasn’t happy with the discovery.

He turned the bedside light out, relaxing against the mattress as he waited for the next storm to hit.

The bathroom door opened, and Lily walked barefoot to stand by his side of the bed.

“I want you to leave. I’m not sleeping with you anymore. There’s nothing wrong with your bedroom, so go sleep down there.”

“Lily, get in the bed and go to sleep. You’re mad because you lost our first fight, but it’s over.” Hell would freeze over before he let her throw him out of her bed.

She tugged at his arm. “I am not sleeping with you.”

“That did it, Lily. You’re going to learn your next lesson in how to behave with me.” Shade rolled to his side, almost gaping at her expectant look that he would give in to her demand. My woman is too used to getting her own way.

He sat up on the side of the bed and before she could get away, he flipped her over his knees. Lily screamed in surprise, but he knew damn well she wasn’t frightened when she threw him an angry look over her shoulder.

His hand smacked down on her butt, her thin gown and underwear no protection against the pain of the swat.

“Don’t you dare!”

Shade smacked her bottom again. He didn’t like being dared not to do anything, especially if it showed her who had the dick in their relationship, despite her best attempts to rip it off.

Another and another rained down on what he hoped was her burning bottom.

“Stop it!” she yelled back at him.

Another hard smack.

“Blueberries!”

“Don’t you dare use your safe word to get out of a punishment,” Shade snapped.

He was hurting her pride more than her ass; he wasn’t spanking her hard enough to hurt a fly. Bliss would have laughed in his face if he had spanked her with the swats he was giving Lily. Her ass might be pink when he was finished, but it wouldn’t be the bright red Bliss had often left his room happily satisfied with.#p#分页标题#e#

After another hard smack, she quit struggling and lay quietly across his lap.

Thwack.

“I’m sorry!” Lily wailed.

He stopped the spanking immediately then flipped her up and set her down hard on her stinging bottom on his lap.

He grasped her face, making her look up at him. “Don’t think you can order me out of your bed when you get mad at me.” Shade’s voice was coldly furious.

“Okay!” Lily yelled.

Lily found herself flipped back over his thighs, receiving two more punishing smacks.

“I’m sorry.” That time, her voice was tearfully remorseful.

He again sat her upright on her stinging bottom, keeping his expression cold and remote.

“Apologize to me correctly.”

Lily was confused. “I’m sorry?”

“I’m sorry, Sir.”

Lily’s face turned mutinous. Shade was more than willing to spoil Lily rotten within reason and give in to her when it was important, but his woman would give him respect.

He started to flip her over his lap again, and Lily hastily changed her attitude. “I’m sorry, Sir.”

“I give you a lot of leeway, Lily—more than I have ever given any woman—but I’m also not going to let you twist me around your finger like you did Charles.”

Lily opened her mouth.

“I advise you to go to bed before you say something else which makes me angry. You’ll learn what I’ll allow you to do and what I won’t. It’ll just take a little time.”

Shade released her, and Lily crawled into the bed without looking at him. He ignored the expression of anger she tried unsuccessfully to hide. At least she had made the attempt, and he could appreciate that.

Shade lay back down, pulling the covers over both of them.

He felt the bed shake from the force she was punching the pillow. She had a habit of doing that when she was angry at him. It took her several minutes to lie still, and then he realized she had buried her face in the same pillow she had taken out her frustration with him on and was sniffling.

“Are you crying?” Shade asked, rolling closer. He rubbed the flesh of her ass which he could have sworn wouldn’t be hurting, his thoughts turning to those of guilt.

“No.”

“All right, why aren’t you crying?”

Lily shrugged in the darkness.

His loud sigh of frustration filled the room. “Lily…”

“It was the first time I…” She wasn’t bringing herself to finish her sentence, and only one thing shut Lily up—talking about sex.