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“Is that a yes?” she said excitedly.

“That’s a yes,” he replied with a nod, “but remember what I said, don’t touch anything.”

“Awesome, and I won’t, I promise,” she exclaimed, throwing her arms around his neck. “You’re the best, Nick,” she said happily, then suddenly pressed her lips against his in a fervent kiss, and slipped her tongue between his teeth.

Though a part of him wanted to pull back, her unbridled passion sent his cock once again stiffening to life. Moving his arm around her waist, he jerked her against him, and crushing her mouth as he walked her backwards, he tumbled on the bed. Quickly straddling her body, he grabbed her wrists and pinned them over her head.

“Nick…” she panted breathlessly, her eyes shining up at him, then abruptly frowned. “What’s wrong? You look angry.”

“What did I tell you? I’m in charge. I call the shots.”

“But—”

“The only butt I care about is yours and it’s about to get spanked,” he growled, effortlessly rolling her on her stomach and jerking her hips up.

“Nick, please, I—”

Before she could finish, he landed a volley of hard slaps, swiftly moving his flattened palm from cheek to cheek.

“I told you what we needed to do, and you flagrantly ignored me. One way or another you’ll learn to do as you’re told,” he said sternly, pausing to reach under her belly to unzip her slacks and yank them down to her knees.

He stared at the black lace, French-cut panties for only a second before grabbing the waistband and tugging them into her crack. Continuing to exact his discipline, he delivered several hard stinging smacks, moving the punishment to her sit spot.

“Stop, please, it hurts!” she wailed, staring at him over her shoulder as she moved her hand back in a vain effort to protect herself.

“You bet your red ass it hurts,” he snapped, continuing to spank her without pause. “Are you going to listen from now on?”

“Yes, yes, I will, I swear.”

“You probably do whatever you want back in Vegas, but it won’t be like that with me. Are we clear?” he demanded, slowing the smacks but delivering them with more force.

“Yes, please, Nick, please, I get it, I do.”

Taking a breath, he studied her punished behind, then placed both hands on her hot fleshy cheeks and squeezed.

“If there’s a next time, it will be twice as long and twice as hard. Understood?”

“Ow, oh, yes, understood. I’ll do whatever you say.”

“Don’t move,” he ordered, sliding off the bed, then picked up a pillow and placed it in front of her. “Put your head on that. I’m going down to speak to those workers. When I come back I expect to find you just like you are. Your red ass in the air, and your red face on that white pillow. Take the time to think about who I am and what I expect. If you can’t do things my way, I’ll call in a couple of my men to guard you and operate from another location.”

“No, no, I’m sorry. Please don’t.”

“Like I said, think about it.”

As he started for the door, he heard a mournful moan and a sniffle. He did feel sorry for her, but he needed to maintain total control in their dire circumstances. As he trotted down the stairs, he hoped she’d surrender to her fears and cry. She was wound as tight as a violin string, and for whatever reason, she hadn’t shed a tear since he’d whisked her to safety.

Reaching the door off the kitchen Matteus had used to gain entry, Nick noticed a slide bolt at the top. Relieved he wouldn’t have to find another way to make it secure, he stepped outside and he strode to the street. The cleaning crew had almost reached the end of the road and was near his cottage. Pulling his phone from his pocket, he called Brad.

“Hey, Nick, what’s up?”

“The group cleaning the road, I don’t think they’re for real. Take them out some coffee or something. Get them talking. See if you pick anything up.”

“Will do.”

Ending the call, and annoyed he’d missed the chance to speak with the workers himself, he moved back inside and bolted the door behind him. As he moved through the house and up the stairs, a grim smile crossed his face. His tirade when he’d found the bug would have shocked Matt, and listening to his reaction was sure to be entertaining, but reaching the bedroom, he paused his step.

He’d only been gone a couple of minutes. Not expecting him back so soon, it was possible Bianca had moved to find a more comfortable position, planning to get back on her knees when she heard him return. But peering around the door, he found her as he’d left her.

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