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himself away from those memories.  Dwelling in the past did him absolutely no good.  He was grateful for those times with Deanna, and he would love her till the day he died.  But she wasn’t here any more.
     
    Tessa was, much to his amazement.  Now to find out whether she was going to file charges against him.
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Three
     
     
    He might have been a bit heavy-handed, but it was just a feeling he had in his gut about her.  She radiated all the right signals for a woman who knew what they needed – and he was just the man to give it to her, whether she wanted it or not, and not do a halfhearted, playful job of it.  Sean sensed that she needed someone who wasn’t going to back away from being strict with her.  She wouldn’t confess exactly that; situations like this were never that easy, because who would actually say that, occasionally, they desperately needed to have their bottom blistered?  That they really needed to be held firmly accountable for their behavior?
     
    “So,” he began, still not allowing her to get up but keeping her in place over his lap with nothing more than a big hand on the small of her back.  He didn’t need anything more.  Tessa wasn’t going to move until he allowed it, regardless.  She knew she couldn’t tolerate any more attentions to her bottom, although she did realize, to her great surprise, that, although her butt throbbed and stung horribly, it wasn’t the only part of her lower body that was aching.  The noticeable throbbing between her legs was as intense as the discomfort settling into her thighs and bottom.
     
    Damn.  From that very first swat, she was thoroughly convinced that being spanked was the not what she’d wanted, despite its omnipresence in her fantasies.  It just hurt too damned much.  Didn’t it?  But now that he’d finally stopped, her libido was getting a chance to catch up, and was doing so with a vengeance.  She found herself desperately wanting to rub herself against the large bulge she could feel beneath her tummy, and although she swore she wasn’t going to do that, she was entirely helpless against the urge to arch and moan, hoping against hope that he would think it was because of the spanking he had just delivered, and not the real reason.
     
    His scolding tone somehow only made it all much, much worse.
     
    “The first rule I’m going to give you is that you’re to obey all traffic laws and signs.  That means no speeding, no disregarding double yellow lines, and no flipping off people that annoy you.”
     
    “That’s not a law!” she pointed out a bit more vehemently than she had intended, trying to twist around so that she could see his face.
     
    “It is for you, Tessa, and I’m not kidding, as you may have noticed.  You got a baby spanking for this infraction – although I really should have taken off my belt and strapped you good.”
     
    Her lower body clenched rhythmically, swelling and straining at every word, and the manner in which he was saying it, most especially at the word “strapped.”
     
    Wait a minute.  Her mind finally managed to wrest control from her crotch for a second or two.   Had he just said that this was a “baby spanking,” as in the implication that it was somehow shorter and lighter than a real spanking? 
     
    “A baby spanking?” she repeated incredulously.
     
    “Yes.  You don’t think that I’m going to allow you to keep your stockings and panties on for a real spanking, do you?”
     
    “Hell yes – I mean,” realizing that she had blown it from the beginning of this conversation, when she should have been completely outraged at his assault and threatening to call the cops on him.  Instead she had acquiesced – consciously or unconsciously – as if she was going to accept this as a regular part of their budding relationship.   And she wasn’t. . . was she?
     
    “I mean, let me up.  I should call 9-1-1 and have you arrested.”
     
    He heard