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A wide, suggestive smile beams across his face as he cups my flesh and leans in. “Fuck yes.”
His hot exhalation spreads across my skin, making me shudder. But that’s nothing compared to the furnace of his mouth enveloping my nipple and dragging it into its hot depths.
Fresh desire scalds my veins. The lust I’ve been trying not to give in to since the moment I laid eyes on him overtakes my good sense. I don’t care that there are revelers at the shore who might hear us. I don’t care that people are boating on the lake who might guess what we’re up to. I can’t think beyond Rand and his arms banded tightly around me while we’re sheltered in the cocoon of our closeness by the giant branches and swaying leaves of the stately oaks. We’re wrapped together in our own world, in this moment seemingly made just for the two of us.
His touch is demanding, but I feel him holding back.
Desperate for him to simply take everything he wants as he takes me, I dig my fingers into his shoulders, breaths harsh and rapid. “More. Now. Please.”
He licks his way up the side of my breast, nips at my shoulder, then settles his lips against my ear. “I’m trying to take this slow and gentle, but you sound so pretty begging—”
“I don’t need gentle. I just need you.”
“Be sure, honey. If you say yes, I’ll fuck you ruthlessly and hard. And I won’t stop.”
His words alone make my knees weak. “Hurry!”
He hesitates a split second, then sets me on my feet. Before I know what’s happening, he rips his T-shirt over his head. His tank follows, and I get my first glimpse of his bare torso.
The darkening shadows of dusk outline his thick neck, wide shoulders, and bulging pectorals. Distended veins rise from his beefy arms and big hands. His eight-pack is deeply delineated, emphasizing the notches above his hips protruding over the waistband of his jeans. He drips strength. He oozes vitality.
My eyes bulge. I’m literally speechless. But that’s okay. Why waste time talking?
I lunge at him, wanting my hands and mouth on him.
He grabs my shoulders to stop me. “Stand.”
Now? I’ve never wanted to touch anything or anyone more in my life. “In a minute. Please. Just let me…”
His grip on my shoulders turns firmer. “Later. Right now, you get to make one choice: Do you want me to fuck you or spank you first?”
I search his face. He’s not kidding.
Excitement whirls in my belly. “Um…”
“Can’t decide, can you?” A sly smile curls up his mouth. “I figured you for a dirty girl.”
Then he yanks my tight, stretchy shorts down to my ankles, hauls me face down across his lap, and pins me in place with a huge palm sprawled across my back.
“Rand?”
“Spanking it is. You’ll have to be quiet or the neighbors will hear.”
I struggle to bite my lip and keep my pleading in, but need muddles me too much for silence. Before I know it, his free hand whooshes down with a hard slap on my backside. It hurts like hell, but I swallow my yelp to protect our privacy. The neighbors running to my “rescue” would only end in disaster and scandal.
Then Rand rubs his palm over the flaring heat, pressing it back into my flesh. What felt like pain now feels altogether different. Suddenly, I’m more alive, more aroused—and more wet.
“Oh, my god,” I gasp out.
“Ever been spanked?”
“No.”
Without warning or mercy, he slides his hands between my legs, cupping my pussy in his big palm, rubbing me as if he owns me. “You like it.”
I can’t stop myself from grinding against him. “Yes.”
“Good girl.”
