He turned to track her as she danced across the room, pleased by the smile upon her lips and in her eyes.  But her words, half tease and half plea made him swallow as she turned just enough to flash the proof of her previous use.  His mind flashed to the answer but for a moment he hesitated.  Then he shook his head and pushed his lingering fears and doubts aside before he stepped closer.<br/><br/>"Perhaps I should take a belt to your back and obscure his marks..." he answered as he eased the black belt from his trousers and looped it to snap.  It was a thin and lightweight belt, and he had no intention of laying it to her pretty skin hard enough to do more damage to it.  But it snapped sharp and loud and just the suggestion of such a thing made his pulse race and his trousers tent with the proof of his desire to do such a wicked thing.