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“This is gorgeous.”

“A part of the nature reserve, but I don’t think anyone has discovered the location.” His tone was filled with something unusual. Happiness. “Come on.”

While the air was chilly from the elevation, the adrenaline rush remained strong, providing an elated kind of energy that pulsed through my veins like rocket fuel. “What did you bring?”

He laughed, turning to face me and cupping my chin. “You ask far too many questions.”

“So you’ve already told me.”

After placing the flashlight on the ground, he hunkered down, dropping then unzipping the duffle bag he’d brought with him. Nothing could have shocked me anymore than seeing him yanking out a blanket of some kind, spreading it onto the grassy surface. There’d been no indication he could be romantic at all. None. A fire had just threatened his winery and he was pretending as if it had never happened.

“Kneel on the blanket.” His command was the same as normal, dark and dusky, creating dampness between my legs.

“Kneel?”

“You heard me.”

I did as he ordered, easing down, my breath skipping. What the hell was he planning? He didn’t bother removing any of the other items before sitting down beside me. When he took a full minute before saying anything, I realized I was a nervous little kitty cat.

“You seem to forget that you’re required to obey me.”

The dark, husky tone sent shivers down my spine. “I never agreed to that.” Maybe I was testing him as well as the way I felt about him. Somehow, I knew he wasn’t going to accept the tedium of my defiance any longer.

When he slowly turned his head, the few clouds whisking across the sky created a shadow across a portion of his face, but I was able to tell by one eye alone that he’d returned to his dark place.

“Yes, you did.”

Obedience was demanded.

Punishment not a choice.

“And I already told you why I followed you.”

He nodded, but only once. “Yes, you did. However, I don’t care. Lower your jeans and panties.”

There was no reason to scan the area, worrying about whether anyone could see us, but my reaction was instantaneous. Or maybe I was just buying time. Whatever the case, as had occurred almost every time we’d been together on any level, my mind wanted to obey him, my body craving his touch.

“Do it now or you already understand the kind of consequences you will face.” He was so calm, completely unlike the way he’d been barely an hour before.

I realized I’d already reached for the button on my jeans when my mind clicked into what he’d commanded. The draw to him was even stronger tonight, the intense cravings more emotional than before. This was his special place, another indication that he was letting me in, shoving aside his massive steel armor. I was shaking by the time I peeled the dense material away, struggling to yank my pants down my hips.

He wasn’t a patient man, but he seemed so content tonight, alternating between watching what I was doing and staring out at the pristine scenery. He was even taking normal breaths. However, I was able to gather a scent of his testosterone, ripe and full, his needs increasing with each passing minute.

When I’d done as he asked, I sucked in my breath. That’s the moment he reached into the duffle, pulling out some horrible looking kind of paddle. He’d planned this. Of course he had. I bit back a moan, jumping slightly when he smacked his hand with the thick wooden implement. Then he patted his lap.

The thought of being spanked here was as insane as it was exciting. And even stranger, I felt more protected than I had in my entire life. I eased across his legs, shuddering the second I did so. He was already hard, his thick cock pressing against his jeans. The man was insatiable.

He caressed my naked bottom, taking several deep breaths. “You’re far too important to me, Aspen. I don’t know what’s happening between us, but I do know I can’t live without you.”

Were his words meant to be startling or an admission that he was falling for me? I wasn’t entirely certain, but at this moment, I didn’t want to break the bubble in my attempt to find out. I fisted my hands, taking several shallow breaths.

“This is going to hurt,” he admitted, his voice filtering down over me like a swath of velvet.

I didn’t even bother fighting him. There was no point. The man would always get what he wanted. As the paddle was brought down, I was struck by the sound of the wood thudding against my skin. I know I jumped, but it wasn’t from the pain, only the noise.

Montgomery immediately rubbed his hand from one side of my buttocks to the other before issuing four in rapid succession.

Now I felt the pain, a boost of the kind of agony that stole my breath and forced stars to float in front of my eyes. “Oh. My…” I was instantly lightheaded, bucking up from him involuntarily.

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