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took on a predatory gleam. “I was determined to find you after that.”
    Sexy or stalkerish? But unlike David, Sloane never touched her when she told him not to. “Here I am naked in a bathtub with you.” Something she’d have thought impossible a month ago. “So what are you going to do with me?”
    Sloane pulled her onto his lap, turning her so she sat on his left thigh, able to see his face. The water sloshed and bubbled around them. “Damn, woman, you do like flirting with danger.”
    “Me?” She scoffed at that. “I’m the baker who hides, remember?”
    “Not with me. You liked me taking you hard against the wall. The danger of trusting me to hold you as I fucked you turned you on. Knowing that even when I came, I wouldn’t drop you.” Sloane paused. “Danger and testing your limits excites you.”
    Her pulse skittered and nerves stretched. “You’re a bad influence. I used to be a nice girl.” He wasn’t wrong, though. When he challenged her in training or sex, she liked it a lot.
    “You didn’t like being nice.” He dragged his palm down her side, cupping her hip. “Tell me something you fantasize about that makes you bad.”
    Even beneath the water, his touch seared her. And his low, challenging voice made her feel bold. “Just because I fantasize about something doesn’t mean I want it.”
    “That bad, huh?”
    Was it really so bad? “It’s your fault, you gave me the idea.” And what do you know, turned out she had an imagination for more than baking. Because she’d imagined it rather vividly.
    He drew slow circles on her belly. “You can tell me.”
    His words were as seductive and low keyed as his touch on her stomach. “Spanking.” It was so opposite of everything she’d been raised to be. Educated, in control and accomplished, elegant, worried about what others thought. “Why would a grown woman want to be spanked?”
    Sloane groaned. His cock thickened against her hip. “Sex spankings are hot. A little role playing, pretending that you’re in trouble. I’d make you strip and bend over my thighs. You’d be exposed and at my mercy.”
    Her folds swelled and ached, while at the same time, her heart pounded with trepidation. Could she do that? Why did she want to?
    “The first slaps sting, and that will get your attention. If you can take it, that pain will push past barriers in your head to heighten your pleasure more and more until your orgasm hits at nuclear strength.” He took a breath. “Wanting that isn’t wrong with someone you trust.”
    “I’m not ready for that.” He’d been honest with her, explained it to her as matter-of-factly as he did a self-defense move, so she told him the truth. “It excites and terrifies me.”
    Holding her chin, he looked at her. “You’ll tell me when you want to try it?”
    “You’re hard, I feel your cock. See you breathing faster. Is spanking a woman something you like?” She didn’t know how she felt about that.
    He studied her. “I don’t have any need to give a woman pain. Not my thing. But I love your ass. So thinking about having you bent over me like that has my dick rock hard.” His smile spread. “If I spank you, Kitten, I’m going to make you come hard. Then I’m going to fuck you and make you come again. One more time, you’ll tell me if and when you’re ready?”
    How did he make this so simple? “Yes.”
    “There’s my bad girl.” He picked her up, stepped out of the tub, quickly dried them off and settled them in his bed. “Did I tell you about my fantasy? It involves your mouth on my cock.”
    Kat was in the mood to fulfill his fantasy.
    * * *
    Kat awoke alone in Sloane’s bed. His voice came through the opened French doors facing the ocean. A glance at the clock showed her it was five thirty. Curiosity drove her from the bed. She grabbed a robe and walked out.
    Sloane paced the length of the balcony, the muscles in his bare back, shoulders and arms flexing. He’d dragged on a pair of