It's a big step

Forcing her over the table was a huge step. Before, her legal threats had, ultimately, been based on lies. If he went through with what he had started on, he would be a ****. But... he was sure she'd been goading him into this and he had ample experience with her submissive side.

Crap.

He turned to Tanya to see if she had any inspiration in her but she looked practically catatonic.

Which made sense. What Mrs. Fellers had done to her was close enough to her **** experiences to cause trauma but what he was about to do to Mrs. Fellers was worse. At least it would be from her eyes since she hadn't seen Mrs. Fellers's submissive side.

"You know what, Mrs. Fellers, get the fuck out of here."

"You'll regret this, Matt."

"Tell you what, if you want to play dominance games, I'm your man but you're right, they're for the bedroom, not for the office. I'm not going to **** you so you get leverage over me and I'm certainly not going to do it in front of my partner and friend. So, you've got my number. Call me if you want to party. If I hear from the FBI instead of you, I'll assume you decided you weren't interested... unless they're part of your power game."

"I swear, Matt, you'll--"

"I'll do what I want, Mrs. Fellers. And right now helping my partner is something I want to do even more than fucking you. So, fuck off."

She looked at him as if she thought he was playing games but he was done with games... for now at least. That look in Tanya's eyes had shaken him more than he'd imagined possible.

"You haven't heard the last of me," Mrs. Fellers growled.

"Good. I'm hoping for some fun times. See you around."

(Special thanks to reader StormCrow for his thoughts on this path in the story and especially his thoughts on the PTSD impact her **** would have had on Tanya).