Ruthless King

Also, she just didn’t care about Margaret. Or her job, as it turned out.

“Somehow, I doubt that. Tell me, does this not telling you what to wear extend to panties and nightwear?”

“Um.” Did it? No, she didn’t think it did. “No.”

“Good. Because I’ll be placing in an order tomorrow for some special lingerie. Also, if you’re wearing a skirt, I don’t want you to wear panties. Ease of access when I bend you over my desk.”

“That’s gonna happen?”

“Baby, that will definitely happen.”

Good to know.

She could feel her breathing growing faster.

“Come on, we need to get into the swimming pool. You’re getting flushed again.” He sent her a knowing look as he set her on her feet.

Asshole.

That brought her back to her original freak-out.

“You’re going to see a lot of me.”

He raised his eyebrows. “Yes. And I cannot wait.”

She blushed. “I don’t think I’ve been in a bathing suit since I was twelve. My mother used to have to sneak me out to the swimming pool for lessons when my father wasn’t around. But one day, he caught us leaving and tipped out my bag which had a one-piece in it. He was so mad that we never went back.”

“Fuck, baby. I wish that bastard was still alive so I could murder him slowly and painfully for the way he treated you.”

“Yeah, well, I might even help.”

Regent shook his head. “You might think you could do that. But you’re far too sweet to hurt anyone. Leave that up to me.”

“I wouldn’t hesitate to hurt anyone who harmed you,” she told him fiercely.

“My warrior baby.” Leaning forward, he kissed her lightly.

She opened her mouth, wanting to deepen the kiss, and he obliged. Teasing and tormenting her until she really was flushed and breathless.

He drew back, staring intently at her.

“Damn, you are a really good kisser,” she said, her fingers moving up to her lips, which were tingling. “Like, if there were a competition for kissing, you would win it. Not that you’re allowed to enter a kissing competition.”

“Oh, I’m not?”

“No. If I’m not allowed to strip in front of other people, you’re not allowed to kiss other people.”

Regent narrowed his gaze. “Let’s not talk about you stripping in front of other people. I’m still debating whether I want to spank you just for mentioning it.”

Right. Yikes.

She mimed zipping her lips.

“We don’t have to go swimming right now if you’re not ready.”

Jilly took a deep breath. “No, I’m ready. I want to do this. I want to take back this part of myself.”

“You’re being very brave, baby. I’m so proud of you.”