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“The painful kind.”
She groaned.
“Come here. Now.” He jabbed a finger at the floor in front of him again.
“Que?”
“Riley Bettina,” he growled. “Last warning.”
A nervous giggle escaped her. She wasn’t a giggly person, but this frowning, serious Nate was hard to take seriously. Sure, he’d wrestled her down to tie her arms behind her back, and they weren’t coming free no matter how she wriggled them, but it was Nate, not some serious dominant, right?
But she’d be lying if she didn’t admit she wanted him to catch her, to punish her, to be the kind of dominant she needed. Even as she thought about the old, sweet Nate who’d never hurt her, she really did want this new, dommy Nate to fucking hurt her.
He strode straight for her, and she backpedaled, excitement buzzing, but as
she turned to run he caught her around the waist and carried her across the room and arranged her face down over the arm of the couch.
“Nathanial! Let me up!”
“No. You need to obey when you’re given a command. If you don’t mind your manners around me, you’ll get what’s coming to you.”
She tried to kick, but he pushed her legs back down and smacked her hard on the ass. He nudged her feet apart and kept going, raining a series of teeth-rattling swats down on her tender skin. He had a stupidly hard hand. It was like being spanked with whippy sandpaper. Unfortunately, he seemed to like the way she squeaked when he hit the seam between her ass and leg.
“You’re doing it too hard!” she complained, trying to shift away from his hand. The blazing fire of her ass was intense and unpleasant, but the feeling of his palm on her back, pressing her down against the couch arm, was seriously hot.
“I’m just getting started.” He planted a kiss at the base of her neck and shivers pricked along her skin. Without warning, he flipped her onto her back on the couch, then forced her struggling legs back toward her face until he had access to her ass again. With her arms trapped under her back, she was uncomfortable and helpless, and with her back arched because of it, her tits were on prominent display.
Oh fuck, this position was too humiliating. If he spanked her like this she might come.
“No, stop! Please, Nate, I’ll stop bratting, I promise.”
“You really don’t like this position.” His mouth tilted in a half grin.
“It’s –” She tried to squirm out of his grip, but he had both of her ankles in one hand and there was no breaking his hold. How could he be so much bigger and stronger than he used to be? “I don’t like it!”
“You don’t have like it, you’re supposed to learn from it. Manners are important.”
Dammit. He wasn’t even out of breath!
“We’re the same age, doorknob. You don’t get to teach me anything.”
His next swat felt a hundred times harder and a million times more humiliating.
“Should you be calling someone names when they’re in the middle of punishing you?” he asked patiently, after he’d delivered the next smack.
A red haze settled over her brain, singeing the last of her defiance. “No!”
“So apparently there are things I am in a position to teach you, even if you think you’re a big girl.” Four or five smacks landed on various parts of her ass, but because of the size of his palm, some of the welts felt like they were overlapping. When he stopped, he ran his sandpapery hand over the throbbing spots he’d left, abrading and grabbing and making her squirm in his grip.
“What’s this?” He dragged a finger along her slit, then held the glistening digit in front of her face. “You’re loving this.”
“No!”
“Your tight little pussy is begging for attention. You like being hit there?”
“Please, no,” she whimpered, trying to angle her hips so her pussy would be hidden better between her thighs, but the way he pushed down on her ankles left her wide open to his investigating hand.
A finger coaxed its way into her entrance, slowly penetrating. Nate groaned, watching her take his finger, his expression rapt.
