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“What in the hell do you think you’re doing?”
“Isn’t it obvious? I’m spanking you.”
“For what?”
My face hurt from grinning as much as I was. “For that prank you just pulled.”
“You are heartless and cruel.”
“And here I thought you said I was protective and special.”
“Nope.” She wiggled in my hold, slapping her hand in the mud until I brought mine down against her backside. I’d neglected to mention that the spanking might hurt more than normal given the slick of mud covering her backside.
“Oh, God!” Her yelp bordered on a scream.
“You can ask for his help, but I think he’s going to agree with me on this one.” I cracked my hand down several times, moving from one side to the other.
“Bastard.”
“That’s more like what I’m used to. Keep going. Get it out of your system.”
“Jerk. Asshole. Son of a bitch.”
I threw my leg over hers, closing my eyes as she continued wiggling against me, the moment unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. I continued doling our punishment while she moaned and flailed her arms, mud flying everywhere.
“I suggest you calm down or this might take a full hour,” I told her.
“Oh, hell, no. I’ll break free.”
“I want to see you try.”
“Are you challenging me?”
I spanked her long and hard, rapidly moving from one side to the other until finally the only thing she was doing was rolling back and forth. I was going to lose my mind if she continued to torment me.
I’d never expected myself to be in this position. I’d never wanted to feel this way, not for a second, but damn it, this was as if I’d been brought back to life. Even through the mud clinging to my fingers, I could feel the heat building on her bottom. She panted and moaned, squirming until my balls were tight as drums. If I didn’t get some kind of relief soon, I’d be forced to venture into the jungle, relieving myself.
The sinful thought wasn’t nearly as tasty as the desire to fuck, dominate, and own the woman squirming on my lap. It overwhelmed me, the longing turning into absolute need. There was no way to stop the cataclysm occurring between us.
After a few more swats, I took a deep breath, easing her off my lap. Then I struggled to help us both to stand, slipping and sliding as much as she was. When we were both standing, she planted her palms against me, her eyes wild with fire and hunger.
“You need to clean up this mess,” she said, her voice dripping with sexual innuendoes.
“That’s exactly what I’m going to do, sweetheart.” I pulled her away from the shower fence, fighting as hard to open the door as she was to get out of my hold. When I managed to yank her inside, tossing her against the wall, I issued a low but husky growl, telling her without using words that she dare not try to get away from me.
I turned on the shower, not bothering to wait before yanking us both underneath the solid stream. It was bitter cold, her yelp confirming it. I laughed, although the sound was guttural, standing in front of her as I fought with the wet shirt, finally managing to yank it over my shoulders.
Panting, she wiped strings of mud from her face then reached for my shorts, ripping at my belt buckle, tugging and pulling until she managed to open my shorts. Her laugh filtered into my ears as she wrangled the dense material past my hips, her chest rising and falling as she shoved them down my thighs.
I kicked off my shoes, wasting no time getting rid of everything, tossing them over the top of the shower. Then I approached her like the predator I’d become, pinning her under the water, lowering my head and crushing my mouth over hers. As the water slowly began to warm, so did the electricity crackling between us.
I’d kissed a few women in my life, but when I had her in my arms, her lips pressed on mine, it was as if she’d always been meant to be writhing under me. My cock was pressed against her stomach, throbbing more than it had been before. The moment of intimacy was powerful, igniting the fire that had never burned out from the night before. As the mud slowly dripped away, I drew her even closer, sliding my fingers down her back, cupping her buttocks.
Mews popped past the kiss, and she rolled her arms over my shoulders, tangling her fingers in my hair. I lifted her off the ground, crushing her breasts against my chest. My heart was thudding, the irregular beats matching the way blood rushed into my veins, tensing my muscles. Even as I dominated her tongue, swishing it back and forth, she tried to take control as she’d done before.
The woman had no idea she’d unleashed a beast, a creature capable of keeping her tied down and well used for days, weeks at a time. Perhaps at some point she’d find out. I ran my fingers through her long strands of hair as I explored the dark recesses of her mouth, my body shaking from the adrenaline rush.
She pushed her hands against my arms until I pulled away, her small gasps for air only heightening my need. Her eyes were glassy, her pupils dilated from the building lust, and as she dragged her tongue across her lips, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. It might be cliché, but I’d never experienced this kind of passion. Hell, I didn’t even know it existed.
