Even though she hadn’t liked the spanking once it had become intense, now the heat and pulse of it seemed to keep her in a state of heightened sex drive. She couldn’t stop staring at Joel’s lips, feeling his sheer masculine power pouring over her in waves. She wanted him to take her again, the way he’d taken her in the shower—roughly, wholly. She’d never had sex with that level of passion before, and now she never wanted to have it the old way again. He picked up the comb and continued gently detangling her hair at the same time he dialed a number on his phone and put it to his ear. “Marissa is back on,” he said when the person on the other line answered. She stilled¸ listening. The sound of an angry male voice answered him. “She’s here at my house and she’s going to stay here until the filming is over. I will personally guarantee her full cooperation.”
