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She should run away, but he wasn’t about to tell her that.
“Come here.”
As soon as she was in reach, he tugged her facedown over his lap.
“What are you . . . Oh!”
Her protest died on her lips as he yanked her panties down to her thighs and smoothed a hand over her pert little ass.
“Did I tell you to think, or did I tell you to play with your clit?”
“You told me to play with myself,” she mumbled.
He brought his hand down on her ass, the smack loud in the room. She squeaked, and he had to bite back a groan at the way her ass jiggled.
One, two, three—the smacks rang in the air.
Between his sexual frustration and his annoyance at her running off the last time, he had to keep a tight cage on his emotions.
Ten, eleven . . .
Her whimpers and moans gave way to quiet cries of dismay even though his palm was hardly hot yet. When she kicked and started trying to block his hand, he decided he was almost done.
Twenty-four, twenty-five . . .
Stroking her blaze-red ass with his palm, he could feel the welts from his fingers already rising. Juliet was sniffling, and the idea that she might be crying filled him with guilty arousal. He’d probably gone too far again.
He pulled her up and gathered her into his lap, leaving her panties around her thighs. His jeans probably felt like sandpaper on her ass. As she tried to rise, he held her where she was.
“What did you learn?”
Her eyes were red-rimmed, and her nose was a bit red too. An errant tear tried to run down her cheek, but he wiped it away.
“That if I don’t obey fast enough you’ll brutalize my bottom.”
“Brutalize? Honey, let me grab some lube and I’ll brutalize your bottom.”
She gasped in outrage and tried to shove away from him, but he didn’t let that happen.
“I gave you a moderate spanking, drama queen. The most you might have in the morning is a couple of marks.” When she glared at him, he chuckled. “You’re the one who wanted to stay and play, and I sure as hell didn’t hear your safeword.”
“I was too busy being spanked to think of it!” She tried to lurch to her feet again, and this time he let her, but he grabbed her hips so she couldn’t get far.
“Yeah, you hated that, didn’t you?” he said sarcastically.
“I didn’t like it!”
“Let me see.” He wrestled her over the padded arm of the chair as she tried to fend him off, but she still didn’t actually safeword. Keeping a hand on her lower back, he ran his lips over a few of the marks he’d left, enjoying the way she squirmed and the scent of her arousal. He kissed one of the globes of her ass, then nipped it. Instead of complaining, she groaned.
“You’re fine,” he reassured. She was welted but nothing extreme—not even as badly as he’d originally thought. Again, he stood her in front of him. He tugged the straps of her bra off her shoulders and slid the bra cups down to reveal her bullet-hard nipples. The bra was pushing her ti
ts up and out, offering them to him. Very pretty.
“Do it.”
She groaned, but this time it sounded less like reluctance and more like frustrated arousal.
When she didn’t move fast enough, he caught the pink tip of her breast and squeezed hard, making her squeal in pain.
