Shit, shit, shit.
She'd done it now. Her brattiness had landed her in trouble often enough, but not once had it warranted the intervention of Master Jonas—until now.
She swallowed past the lump of apprehension in her throat as his booted feet appeared in her vision. His ever present riding crop tapped against his leg in an even, controlled staccato, that sent her heart beat into overdrive.
Everyone knew the more annoyed Master Jonas was the slower the taps of that crop against his legs, and that swish seemed to almost slow to a crawl the longer he stood silently watching her.
Another sigh made her blink, and she bit her lip to stop her moan of delight when he ran the end of his crop over her nipples, and up and down her collarbone, and then used it to raise her chin.
The disapproval in his dark eyes cut her to the quick, and she blinked as her eyes filled with tears.
He held her gaze and swiped her silent tears away with his fingers.
"There's a better way to get my attention, pet."
"I know, Sir. I'm sorry. I was jealous."
"Silly, girl, you know I'm yours."
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