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“Mmm… That only makes me want to continue. I do so love being threatened by a beautiful woman.”

The fact he’d given me a compliment in no way would be able to get him out of this mess. When this was over I would bring the wrath of hell down on him.

No, you won’t. You’re aroused by his dominating actions.

Where had that come from? I was not.

You are too.

Why was I fighting with the little voice inside my head, the one that usually kept me from doing irrational things like confronting a grump like Snake? And who the hell gave him the call sign of Snake? I’d heard just about everything, but a reptile?

He brought me back to reality by yanking my jeans all the way down to my feet, which allowed him to bring his massive palm down on my thighs.

“Ouch! You better stop it!” I warned as I threw back my arm.

“There you go threatening me again, Nurse Ratched. That’s gonna cost you.”

Now the bastard was making fun of me. And he was having a glorious time with this, the gleeful sound of his voice pissing me off. How dare he! I squirmed like my life depended on it, thrashing back and forth, pushing up from the floor. When he grabbed one arm, yanking it behind my back, I was horrified, cursing up a blue streak as he continued the savage spanking.

Panting, I was shocked as the pain continued to build but even worse was that I was so aroused I was able to gather a scent of my feminine wiles.

Which meant he could as well.

No. No… This was insane. I closed my eyes, the fight starting to ebb away, desire roaring its ugly head to the surface.

His lips are kissable.

Let’s face it, the man is fuckable.

Just imagine grinding against his thick, throbbing cock. I bet it’s huge.

Oh, my God. What was wrong with me? I was actually thinking of him in sexual terms? Okay, so it was all true, but I was nuts to think something so egregious. I could get fired for the sinful thoughts alone. Right?

I bucked hard a few more times until I just couldn’t do it any longer. Then I dropped my head, taking shallow breaths as the agony drifted into nothing but utter pleasure, my pussy throbbing. The second he eased my legs apart as much as the tight confines would allow, I shuddered to my core. There was no doubt he was able to see just how wet I was.

This couldn’t happen.

“Finish already. And by the way, Corporal Garcia. This will never happen again. If you try, I’ll… I’ll…”

“Go ahead. What will you do?”

I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe. What was going on with me?

The glowing was a sick testament to exactly what was happening. I wanted him. But not just for a quick roll in the hay. I wanted him to touch me.

Taste me.

Fuck me.

Break me.

The ridiculousness of it was startling, but he smelled so good yet so dangerously bad for me; his thick musk had awakened the woman inside I’d believed dead and buried.

His dark chuckle was a clear indication he had no intentions of following the rules. I closed my eyes, squirming back and forth, sucking in my breath from the realization of how hard he’d remained. I struggled to stop thinking about how long and thick his shaft had to be. I fought with myself not to imagine what it would be like to have his face buried in my pussy. And I sure as heck wasn’t going to allow the visions of him thrusting his cock deep inside to remain in my mind.

Oh, God. This was bad, oh-so bad.

“I’m just getting warmed up. By all rights, I should yank off my belt, giving you the blistering of your life.”

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