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The growl he issued sent shivers down my spine, my legs tingling. I continued to stay just out of his reach, but I should have known his lack of patience would drive him into action. With a single snap of his hand around my wrist, he yanked me between his legs, his hold more possessive than it had ever been.
“I think I need to remind you again that you’re not in charge.” His husky tone allowed goosebumps to dance across my arms, my breath skipping.
“Meaning what?” The larger-than-life man managed to pull out the naughty vixen in me, allowing everything else to fade away.
His expression never changed as he moved his hands to my jeans. I found it fascinating that I didn’t fight to stop him, even holding my arms out to the sides while he struggled to yank the dense material down my hips. The fact he remained quiet kept butterflies swarming in my stomach.
“When you misbehave, there are consequences.” While he was attempting to be authoritative, his stern words and the rugged sound of his voice only managed to keep my panties damp.
When he’d yanked both items of clothing to my knees, I took a deep breath as he dragged me over his lap. I kicked my legs on purpose, forcing him to yank me closer to his chest, his already throbbing cock pressing into my stomach. As he brought his hand down in rapid succession, I gasped from surprise instead of pain. I knew what to expect but there was an added vigor in his actions, refusing to give in to the woman who’d raced away from him.
“Ouch!” I yelped after thirty seconds has passed. The man was relentless, one coming right after the other.
“That’s what happens when you try and get yourself killed,” he grumbled, adjusting me on his lap a second time.
I wiggled, sensing I was driving him crazy from the friction created. My mind was a blur of desire, my nipples aching as the bounce from his actions allowed the lace from my bra to scratch back and forth. As the sound of his palm cracking against my naked skin filled the room, Sam decided to thump his tail in perfect rhythm.
That’s when a warm flush of embarrassment crashed into my system. The pain turned into anguish, jetting down the backs of my legs. It didn’t seem he had any intention of stopping soon.
As I continued to shift, moans slipping past my lips, he suddenly stopped altogether. I heard him grumbling under his breath. Then he ripped my jeans and thong to my ankles, fighting to get them off over my shoes. Seconds later he finally did, tossing them aside.
I was so wet and hot I could tell I was staining his jeans. The scent of my hunger mixed with the delicious fragrance of his testosterone. I was lightheaded and in need, panting as he resumed the spanking. Nothing had ever made me so aroused, so much so stars floated in front of my eyes.
“Oh, that really… hurts.”
“Yeah? Maybe you’ll remember that the next time you even think about doing something so crazy.”
“Yes, sir,” I said, unable to resist.
“Mmm…” he growled then slipped his hand between my legs. “I like that. I think I’ll have you refer to me that way all the time.”
As he rolled his thumb around my clit, my breath was immediately stolen. “I don’t… think so, buster.” The pleasure was intense, enough so I bucked against his hand.
“Oh, you don’t, huh?” He ripped his arm free, immediately smacking one side then the other on my bottom repeatedly.
Endless moans rushed up from my throat, my blurry mind unable to think about anything critical. When I laughed nervously, he took exaggerated deep breaths, the primal beast in him breaching the surface.
I slapped my hands on the floor, undulating several times. My bottom was sore, certain to be cherry red in color but all I could think about was having him touch me intimately, allowing me to come.
Perhaps he sensed my near desperate need, sliding a single finger down the crack of my ass. When he dipped his hand between my legs for a second time, I wrapped one arm around his leg.
“Are you going to be a good girl for me?” he asked, his tone more seductive than before.
“Yes, sir.”
“No more running away? No more lies?”
I nodded several times, my body shuddering as he pinched my clit. Then as he flicked his finger back and forth across it, another series of moans floated into the air.
“No, sir.”
“Good girl.” He chuckled darkly then drove several fingers into my tight channel.
“Oh, God!” I jerked up, throwing back my head. “Yes. Please.”
He pressed his hand on the small of my back, his breathing as labored as mine. “Relax, princess.”
Relax? Who was he kidding?
