“No—” I sucked in a short breath. “Don’t touch me. My control is hanging on by a thread, and I’m not fucking you on a car tonight.”
“Then where are you—Nico!”
I tossed her over my shoulder and began walking to the main house. “Be quiet. I don’t want any interruptions.”
“More like you don’t want anyone to see you hauling your prize to your cave,” she muttered against my back.
My prize. My cave. My beautiful woman.
I liked that. I liked that vivid image too much.
“Exactly.” I bounced her. “Now hush.”
“Nico, the—umph.”
I jostled her. “Last warning, cherry-bomb. Next time you speak—”
“But the—”
My palm fell on the delicious swell of her ass with a sharp smack. Her muscles tightened under the blow. That sent a painful pulse through my dick. There wasn’t time to drive into the city. I needed to taste her pussy more than I needed my next breath. The only delay I was allowing myself was the one to sneak her into the upstairs bedroom.
“How dare you spank me,” she hissed.
The venom in her voice was a fucking drug. It slid through my veins with an intoxicating buzz.
But…she’d spoken again.
The slap echoed through the night. Once, twice—a third for good measure!
Rae squealed and wriggled against my hold. I strained to keep her in place.
“I said, quiet,” I snapped and spanked her again.
Stopping by the kitchen door, I shifted her to grab my keys from my pocket. Only…shit.
They were in the Jag.
I glanced back down the path. The headlights showed around the butler’s house, but the glow was mostly hidden at this angle.
“Oh,nowyou notice,” Rae drawled. “Missing something? I tried to tell you—Nico!”
This was fun. Her ass was likely as red as her Camaro. I groaned at the thought, as I absently massaged the cheek I’d just spanked.
“Nico,” Rae moaned.
Cazzo, she was as turned on as I was. Walking back down to the cottage seemed the only option. The idea of waiting was pure torture. I needed this woman naked. Under me.Writhingas I teased her to a delicious frenzy.
Rae smacked my ass.
I jerked straight. Her hushed laugh tickled my ears.
She did it again, and I raised my palm. Before I could smack her pretty ass, she unleashed a series of smacks that felt like taps.
I slid her off my shoulder and held her in front of me.
Lips pressed in a tight pucker, Rae held something in front of my face. Her brow arched conspiratorially. The little she-devil had a key.
“Alright, here’s what’s going to happen.” I yanked it from her fingers, shoved it in the lock, and twisted. There were thirty seconds to push through the door and silence the alarm. Once that was done, I tugged Rae into the shadowy kitchen. The low light from the single bulb over the sink made her eyes shine. “You’re going to run. I suggest you go straight to my bedroom—no detours. No hiding.”
