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“Good for you, rocket.”
Jardin just snorted. “Spank her already.”
“All right, that’s ten—”
“Ten? It’s at least twenty,” Jardin interrupted.
Carrick sent him a quelling look. “She’s new. Let’s cut the difference at fifteen.”
“Fine. Fifteen.”
Carrick grabbed hold of her panties and stripped them off. She stiffened, but when he tapped each of her feet, she lifted them so he could pull them off. He turned and walked to the garbage can, chucking them in.
Jardin grinned. “I approve.”
“Knew you would. Spread your legs, rocket.”
“Oh, God,” she muttered. But she parted her legs. He took in the sight of her ass, round and firm.
“This is one fucking beautiful ass,” Carrick told her.
“It’s big,” she muttered.
He gave her two firm slaps. “What are you getting a spanking for?”
“Putting myself down.”
“And do you think it’s wise to talk badly about yourself while getting a spanking for talking badly about yourself?”
“That does sound rather foolish,” she admitted.
“Right. It’s a count of fifteen.”
“Fifteen? But you just gave me two!”
“They didn’t count,” Carrick told her.
“Be thankful it’s not me, I’d have doubled the amount,” Jardin told her grimly.
Carrick rolled his eyes at him. But then he moved his attention back to Thea. “Your safe word is red, rocket. Say it if you need to and everything stops immediately, okay?”
“Okay, Sir.”
“Call me Carrick. Jardin is the one who likes protocols and sticking to rules. He’ll have you collared and kneeling. Me, I want to see you restrained, with his dick in your mouth while I’m buried deep in your pussy.”
“Oh, God,” she moaned.
He started smacking her ass, keeping a silent count. Her skin quickly turned pink, then deepened to red. Her breath grew faster, a small cry escaped her around number ten, and he stopped to run his hand over her bottom and assess her. “How you doing, Thea?”
“I’m okay.”
“Good girl.”
He gave the last five quickly. But with firm smacks that would ensure she’d feel it tomorrow. When he was finished, he helped her straighten then immediately pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly. He rubbed his hand up and down her back and looked over at Jardin, who gave him a satisfied smirk. Bastard was happy with himself. He knew Carrick worried about being left out and he’d made sure he got first crack at Thea’s ass.
Pulling back, he leaned down to capture all her tears with his mouth, then he tilted her chin up to study her. “Okay?”
She nodded, smiling. “Yes, Carrick.”
