When "Sylvia's Surrender" begins Sylvia is trying to find something--anything!--to make the almost-thirty blahs disappear. She does two things she never thought she would: she gets a tattoo, and finds herself agreeing to go home with a handsome, charismatic stranger who has also threatened to spank her.
“I want to make you feel good. I want to make you feel incredible. Please, tell me how to do that.”
I was so caught off guard by his humble sincerity that I almost didn’t know how to respond. Every guy I’d ever been with had always assumed he knew exactly what he was doing—even when he obviously had no clue—and never would have asked me what he could do to please me. Even though a thousand answers sprang to my lips, I couldn’t find the courage to say any of them aloud. Suddenly shy once more, I dropped my eyes, feeling my cheeks blaze with heat as I did so.
“Come on, Sylvia, don’t play coy with me,” he prompted teasingly.
“I don’t know,” I offered with a shrug.
“Oh, I think you do. And you know something? I think I’m going to spank you until you tell me what it is.”
My head snapped up at this pronouncement. “No. You can’t,” I protested, my heart beating triple-time.
“I can’t? Why is that?”
“Be-because! It’s ridiculous, that’s why!”
“Is that so? Well, something tells me you don’t think it’s so ridiculous.” He reached forward and tweaked my traitorous, hardened nipple.
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“I want to make you feel good. I want to make you feel incredible. Please, tell me how to do that.”
I was so caught off guard by his humble sincerity that I almost didn’t know how to respond. Every guy I’d ever been with had always assumed he knew exactly what he was doing—even when he obviously had no clue—and never would have asked me what he could do to please me. Even though a thousand answers sprang to my lips, I couldn’t find the courage to say any of them aloud. Suddenly shy once more, I dropped my eyes, feeling my cheeks blaze with heat as I did so.
“Come on, Sylvia, don’t play coy with me,” he prompted teasingly.
“I don’t know,” I offered with a shrug.
“Oh, I think you do. And you know something? I think I’m going to spank you until you tell me what it is.”
My head snapped up at this pronouncement. “No. You can’t,” I protested, my heart beating triple-time.
“I can’t? Why is that?”
“Be-because! It’s ridiculous, that’s why!”
“Is that so? Well, something tells me you don’t think it’s so ridiculous.” He reached forward and tweaked my traitorous, hardened nipple.
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