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“Ten more.”
Ten? I wanted to scream at him that I didn’t deserve two more let alone ten, but I managed to keep my mouth shut. At least the harsh discipline would be over with shortly.
Except it wasn’t. He didn’t budge from his closeness nor did the electricity we shared like live wires connecting. The bastard remained where he was, caressing my skin as if by soothing it he’d fall into my good graces. That would never happen.
Yet his touch left me breathless, the tender moment pulling my mind into another place, one of joy and happiness. And extreme filth. Lurid thoughts like wondering what his cock tasted like tickled every synapse in my brain. Whoa.
Put it away, girl. It’s never going to happen.
“You’re wet.”
The two words were such a complete shock that I sucked in my breath, the sound something I knew he could hear. Oh, Jesus. “Never.”
“You’re lying. And you’re beautiful.”
I barely registered what he’d said before he started the spanking all over again, one strike following another in a perfect rhythm like the ticking of an old-fashioned clock. I was pulled into a strange place, a series of vibrations dancing down the backs of my legs while my pussy continued aching, my nipples pushing hard against my tee shirt.
It was insane to realize I was so aroused not only by the man but by his ruthless actions as well. Yet here I was, taking shallow breaths, beads of perspiration forming over my lip.
Somehow, he’d brought the bad girl inside of me to life.
I wanted this man.
Thankfully, I’d already decided to banish him not only from my bar but from my life.
And I never changed my mind.
CHAPTER 6
Sebastian
What the hell are you doing?
They were words I’d whispered to myself at least three times since this… incident had begun. I was in a strange honkytonk bar in the middle of a town I never thought I’d see again spanking a woman I’d rescued and who hated me. That had to be either the makings of a country song or some horrible romance novel chicks liked to read.
This wasn’t my normal behavior whatsoever. I was dominating in what few momentary relationships I’d had, even sadistic in my dark needs, but this tossed my behavior into another category altogether.
Pure insanity.
This trip wasn’t about making waves but about finishing a man’s era in a respectful way. Then I’d met Red. No, the correct phrase was that we’d crashed into each other’s lives over a gunman. I wanted to laugh but I was too caught up in her beauty and resilience. On the outside, it appeared the woman was tough, bullheaded, and could handle herself in any situation. However, I’d seen a glint of the real gal inside and that’s what intrigued me even more than her stunning appeal.
She was hiding from something, a person or event that had nearly derailed her life. I couldn’t let it go. I also couldn’t seem to control my machoism, my need to control and dominate her blazing high. My father would approve, not that I gave a shit. There was an intense sadness behind her fiery eyes I’d seen even while she’d been holding the weapon in her hand, prepared to shoot if the man had flinched even a single muscle.
Finding that attractive in a woman didn’t make me man of the year. Maybe a small part of me wanted to peel away the layers, finding out why someone so beautiful was so haunted.
However, it was none of my business.
Then why did you step in the middle of the pile of shit, buddy?
There was no decent answer for that.
I enjoyed seeing her reddened skin, the way her body flinched when I brought the belt down. That made me a very bad man.
Yet her glistening pussy told me she enjoyed some aspect of this.
I was forced to wipe sweat from my forehead before beads rolled into my eyes before I could issue the last two strikes as promised. Even the feel of the thick leather in my hand was far too enjoyable. Before finishing, I pulled the belt under my nose, the scent of the dazzling girl lingering on the strap, now infused with hints of cigar smoke and sweat. It was a dangerously powerful combination, my mouth watering more than a decent man would allow.
She was a stranger, for God’s sake, and I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off her pussy. Even the scent of her desire combined with her perfume was making me crazy, every thought rushing through my mind as filthy as they came. This was one hundred percent insane.
