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She stopped next to him and wondered what she was supposed to do next. This kind of thing only ever happened in her dreams; in those her clothes all magically melted away, so she wasn’t entirely sure how that translated into actuality.
Thankfully, Cody had no such uncertainty. He pulled her towards him by her belt loops, his fingers hesitating over the button of her jeans as he said, “I prefer to spank on a bare bottom, but since you’re still a novice at this, I’ll settle for losing the denim and letting you keep your panties.”
The words wouldn’t come out of her mouth, so she nodded her consent. Hell, he could probably do whatever he liked with her right now.
The button popped undone, and he eased the zipper down oh so slowly. She could feel the heat of his hand against her mons and had to swallow a moan… now her voice decided to return?
Reaching back, he pushed his hands down the back of her jeans as she stood there in front of him. Everywhere his hands touched, she felt her skin tingle. He palmed her buttocks, pushing the garment down. She could no longer hold back the quivering that started in her thighs.
“Are you scared?” Cody murmured the words softly against her stomach.
“No.” The words were barely a breath. It wasn’t fear that was consuming her right now. She felt sure he must be able to smell her arousal, his head was so close to the apex of her thighs.
He continued to push her clothing down her legs, sending a shower of goosebumps following in the wake of his warm fingers.
“I should give you a proper punishment spanking…”
She shivered.
“… for not telling me what Cora and her sisters were up to,” he said against her belly as he nuzzled the soft skin there with his nose.
“And you can be sure, that if this relationship continues, I will discipline you if I feel that it’s necessary. Probably best for you to know that from the start, although I imagine you might have guessed that already. Perhaps I should have made that clear to Cora; it might have made her think twice before causing trouble.”
Ellie sucked in a one breath and then another, but it still felt like she couldn’t get enough air. She watched, mesmerized, as he sat back and rolled up his shirt sleeves, uncovering strong, tanned forearms with a smattering of dark hair. He continued, unhurriedly.
“But this time, I’ll take it slow and if it still gets too much, you just need to tell me to stop. Do you understand?”
She was full out panting now. She nodded again, but this time he demanded more.
“I need to hear the words, Ellie. Do you understand?”
“Yes!” Her voice sounded raw and breathless, and she had to tamp down the urge to call him ‘Daddy’, like the heroine in that book they’d both been reading.
The next moment, he patted his knee once more, but this time he didn’t waste a moment before pulling her across it, adjusting her bodily until she was positioned exactly where he wanted her.
His hand was on her butt, stroking in circles over the top of her sensible white panties. Oh, how she wished she was wearing something a little more alluring. It seemed Cody disagreed.
“Such pure and innocent underwear,” he crooned quietly. “And yet, I don’t think your thoughts are quite so pure, are they Ellie?”
She didn’t answer; couldn’t. And thankfully he didn’t seem to require a response.
“You should probably also know that I’m likely to make up whatever reasons I like in order to get my hands on this luscious ass of yours, Ellie. And that’s okay, because I’m the one who’s in charge, aren’t I.”
The hand stroking her ass was mesmerizing, but Ellie’s stomach was still clenched in anticipation of the first smack. Her gaze was riveted to the floor, but she didn’t really see it, and her plait dangled down, coiling onto the carpet nexttoher head. The waiting was driving her crazy, and she wished he’d deliver the first spank to stop the unhurried deliberation of it all.
Still, when it finally came, she really wasn’t prepared. This was him taking it easy? That was the first thought that barged through her head. Her panties really didn’t offer that much protection. Certainly not as much as the seat of her jeans had the first time around. And who would have thought that a hand would be so hard. Unlike the thuddiness of the paddle, Cody’s palm was altogether slappier. Hell, if this was his idea of whatwasn’ta punishment, then she never wanted to find out what was.
It didn’t seem like there was enough time before he delivered a matching slap on the other side and her entire butt was stinging. She opened her mouth to say something. Like maybe this wasn’t quite the sensual feast that women’s fiction made it out to be and they should stop, draw a line under the experience, and never visit it again.
An ephemeral kind of disappointment shuddered through her and perhaps Cody picked up on her vacillation because he stilled and rubbed her stinging buttocks, soothing away that initial pain.
And that was when it happened.
The feel of his hand stroking over her sensitized ass sent a shower of desire skittering to her lady bits, and the brief pain he had inflicted morphed into a delicious heat. Inexplicably, she found herself wiggling and wanting him to do it all over again, to see if her initial perceptions were accurate. And he did.
This time she was a little more prepared, and it didn’t come as so much of a shock. He peppered her ass, taking his time, never striking the same place twice and alternating with those soothing strokes that heated her up in an entirely different way. It was altogether different from the paddle; very much more intimate.
She didn’t know how long it went on for; she was entirely too lost in her own head, trying to make sense of exactly what she was feeling. There was a little bit of uncertainty, a modicum of confusion, and a whole lot more arousal than she expected after those first couple of swats.
