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She didn’t even hesitate.“I expect my Dominant to be who he is, to react to situations based on his understanding of them, to make his desires known in a manner that he feels suitable to the situation.”
“And which scene are you more inclined to gravitate toward?”Edge asked, perching against the edge of the desk at the front of the room.
“Well, the first one was too rigid for my taste.I’m not looking to serve and obey at all times, although I could see its appeal for someone who is.”She shifted slightly.“But the second one was rather intriguing.I liked the carefree way it played out.”
“Not simply in the sexual sense,” he noted.
“Correct.”She glanced between us, her eyes finally landing on Edge.“Like the night at your apartment.When we watched a movie, played in the living room.”
“So you’re saying you’d prefer more spontaneity?”Edge questioned.
“Yes.I think that’s what I’m saying.”
He got to his feet, walked to the side of the desk, and picked up the crop.“Miss Lautner,” he said firmly.“It’s come to my attention that you’ve been a tad presumptuous in your desires to become a submissive.”
Her lips thinned.“I think it’s safe to say you’ve done the same,” she bit out.“In your role as Dominant.”
“Touché,” he growled.“However, I’ll remind you exactly who the Dominant in this room is.”
I saw the moment she morphed into her role as naughty student.The lesson was officially over, and it was safe to say we’d all learned a few things tonight.And now was the time for us to fall into the roles we all enjoyed and act out a scene of our own.
“And who would that be?”she taunted, her leg swinging as it crossed the other.
“Miss Lautner, this is your one and only warning,” he said roughly.“You back-talk me one more time, you will be punished.”
She rolled her eyes.“As if.”
I fought the urge to laugh because that was a completely juvenile move, but it definitely served its purpose.
Edge marched over, gripped Jamie by the arm, and pulled her from her chair.She pretended to struggle, attempting to pull away from him as he dragged her to the front of the room.
He turned her to face him.“You have two options,” he stated harshly.“You can write ‘I know exactly who my Dominants are, and I will not back-talk them now or in the future’ five hundred times.”
He paused for effect, and again, I was trying not to laugh.
“Or you can take ten swats with my crop.”
Her eyes widened and she glanced over at the chalkboard as though five hundred lines was even an option.When she turned back to him, she offered a slight smirk.
“I’ll take the swats, Sir.”
“Professor,” he clarified, leaning in and brushing his lips against hers in a move that was certainly not part of the scene.His voice lowered to barely a whisper.“Call me Professor, sweetness.”
That seemed to melt her.“I’ll take the swats, Professor.”
Hell, at this point, I was willing to take the swats because … holy fuck.
CHAPTER 19
EDGE
Although I had intended for Jamie tolearn a lesson from the two scenes we had witnessed, I hadn’t expected to learn one myself.
But I had.
A big one.
It was while watching Chaos and Nash with Miss Frazier that I realized I wasn’t looking for the type of relationship Ian and Isaac were.I didn’t want a full-time submissive; I wanted a relationship that fit well with my current lifestyle.An intimacy with someone I could talk to, listen to.One who would support me and help me work through the problems of the day.
