Even fully clothed, Luke bent over a spanking bench, submitting to another person’s will, was hot. His muscular frame made the sturdy piece of equipment look almost delicate, and the position showed off the curve of his well-formed buttocks. In fact, she was definitely not the only one checking out his ass. Kincaid gave it an appreciative glance, and all four of the women were definitely paying more attention to Luke’s back pockets than to where his hands and knees were being placed.

She gritted her teeth, telling herself she wasn’t feeling jealous or possessive, because that would just be silly. Even sillier would be feeling jealous that it was Kincaid’s orders Luke was so obediently following.

Crossing her arms over her chest, as if to help hold in her emotions, Olivia swallowed hard. She wasn’t jealous and her breasts and nipples definitely didn’t feel swollen, and she was not at all wet and aroused.

She was also not very good at lying to herself. Dammit.

Okay, so she was attracted to Luke. Not a big deal. She’d already known that. Luke being submissive... well it just upped the ante. But Olivia was in control of herself, even if she couldn’t remember ever having been tempted like this before. Had she ever been in a similar situation before? So attracted to a man in a position of power over her?

Nothing in her past sprang to mind.

“And that’s it,” Kincaid said, finishing up his explanation and looking up at her expectantly. Letting her control what happened next. Olivia had no doubts that if Luke had been gay or bi or a straight woman, Kincaid would have given the other man’s ass a couple of demonstrative swats.

She was dying to do so herself.

Instead, she cleared her throat. “Thank you, Master Kincaid and Luke. Luke, you may get up.”

Even seeing him following that simple order had her pussy clenching. This was so not good. Olivia didn’t want to be even more attracted to him than she already was, but seeing him behave as a submissive… fuck her, it was hot. The calm way he looked at her, like he was studying every inch of her in turn, didn’t help either. She already knew he was way too observant for her good. The last thing she needed was him knowing he was getting under her skin.

“That’s it for today,” she said, turning away from him and addressing the class at large. “Go home. Think about what you want and what you saw here. On Thursday, things are going to get real.”

Possibly in more ways than she wanted them to.

Her head hurt.

3

Knocking on the door to Olivia’s office, Luke braced himself when he heard her call out to come in.