Finding Jenn reading his book had nearly undone him. He could be a patient man, but the urge to pull her down onto his lap bottom up overwhelmed him. He wanted to feel her ass heating from his hand spanking the virgin flesh. And he’d bet all he had that she’d not experimented much. He didn’t need to retrieve anything specific as much as he needed to take a few minutes to let her think about what she wanted and gather his own thoughts. If she agreed, he only had two days to give her so much pleasure as his submissive that, by Sunday night, he could convince her to stay for good. He longed to collar a sub and form a long-term bond, but as long as the possibility of Jenn had stuck in his mind, there was no one else he wanted to consider. He’d experimented at the club quite a bit and had begun setting up a playroom here in his condo, but he’d waited for her. The minute she’d hinted about New York not being all she’d expected, he’d worked toward getting her to come to North Carolina for a vacation.
