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"I never should have allowed you inside the house."
"Too late."I’m in, baby, and I’m never leaving you alone again.I reach forward, and she yells and backs away, but this time, I’m too quick for her. I grab her and throw her over my shoulder.
"Let me go," she screams and wriggles about, so I slap her gorgeous ample butt.
She freezes, then in turn, brings down her joined-up palms into the small of my back. "Unhand me, you…you oaf."
"That the best you can do?" I prowl over to her bed, sit down, then place her across my lap. She squirms about, trying to get free, but I secure her with an arm over her upper thighs. I lean my weight on her, and her movements slow.
"Wh-what are you going to do?" Her voice is breathless.
"I’m going to spank you for what you did."
"D-don’t do it," she pleads.
"Worried you’ll enjoy it too much?"
She scoffs. "I… I’ll tell Knight about this."
"No, you won’t."
"How can you be so confident?"
"Because I know you, Sparrow. You’re not going to run to your brother with complaints about me, not when he’s busy training for his next tour of duty."
Yep, Knight joined the army. He had a chance to join the national cricket team with me. He is, in fact, the only person who I’ll concede is better at the game than me. Not that I’ll admit that to anyone. But he turned down the chance at the big bucks, for a chance to serve his country.
Unlike me. I chose the money.
He chose the honorable way forward. Typical Knight. Of course, when you come from wealth, like he and Abby do, you tend to take it for granted. I didn’t grow up poor, but there was enough lack in my early years that I was determined to make the pursuit of money my passion.
So why am I here instead? Why am I not on the pitch practicing my game, or in another boardroom consolidating my next multi-million-dollar sponsorship? Or fucking the woman—the one I'd been en route to meet? Why am I in this tiny, one-bedroom flat with my best-friend’s sister sprawled over my lap with her sweet tush in the air, ready and waiting for me to introduce her to the erotic effects of spanking?
I cup her arse cheek, and she shivers. I squeeze her rounded flesh, and her entire body jolts. The muscles of her back are so tightly wound, she’s going to get a headache.
"Shh, relax now." I drag my palm up her spine toward her neck. "Loosen your shoulders."
She does.
"Good girl."
She draws in a sharp breath. Interesting. I do believe she liked it when I said that. I continue to caress her, from her lower back to below her head, and again. The tension drains from her muscles. Inch by inch, her body grows heavier. Her hair hangs down either side of her face, covering her features. That’s when I raise my hand and bring it down on her butt again.
She gasps. "Why did you do that? Why did you wait until I was all relaxed?"
"Because it hurts more then." It’s not true, but I know it will aggravate her.
"What the—" She begins to turn her head, but I grasp the back of her neck and hold her in place. Then I bring my palm down on her arse again. She huffs. I spank her again and again, alternating arse cheeks. She tries to wiggle away, but I tighten my hold on her until she stills. I continue to wallop her, until finally, she yells, "Stop that. Let me go, you big bully."
"Okay." I release my hold on her, then stand up so she hits the ground on her hands and knees.
"Ow!" She stares up at me from where she’s sprawled out on the floor. "That hurt, you jerk-face."
"Good." I straighten my shirtsleeves, then pull out my cufflinks and refasten them. I turn and head toward the door…
"Stop, where are you going?"
I continue out of the bedroom, toward the main door of the apartment, when I hear footsteps. The next thing I know, she brushes past me, turns around and bars the exit. "That hurt, you wankface."
