Page 90 of The Underboss


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If that made me a bad girl, then so be it.

“It’s just a couple days in a rental place. By ourselves. It will give us time to get to know each other even better.” There was a teasing sound to his voice, a devilish look on his face. I’d never really seen this side of him. Not quite carefree but enjoying what life had to offer more than I thought he could. The change also seemed as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

“You mean other than biblically?” I couldn’t help but taunt him in return.

“Oh, I assure you that there will be some of that as well.”

I issued a slight purr, shuddering when he placed his hand on my knee, the action as possessive as usual. His touch was constant, his need to be close as determined as mine. At this point, we were inseparable.

When he finally pulled into a driveway, I unfastened my seatbelt, leaning forward. The view was spectacular with the sunset casting golden rays over the water, huge trees with thick limbs providing a beautiful shadow across the back of the green lawn. From where I sat, I could see a long wooden walkway leading to a dock and a sandy beach surrounding the water’s edge.

The house itself was a perfect gingerbread cottage, turquoise in color with the most adorable ornate features. There were flowers in massive pots on the front porch and a swing attached to the ceiling near the front door. The house backed up to the lake and I couldn’t wait to jump out, which I did as soon as he had the gear in park.

“Hold on!” he yelled as he struggled to jump out after me.

I raced away, getting at least twenty yards out before turning around and beckoning him with a single finger. “You’ll need to catch me. If you can.”

“You are such a brat.” He took his time swaggering toward me, the light breeze tousling his hair, curls dipping across his forehead. Instead of a suit, he’d chosen a pair of jeans and a tight tee shirt, the thin material highlighting his spectacular six-pack abs.

After biting my lower lip, the heat between my legs building, I took off running again, heading toward the beach. I didn’t hear a thing until he toppled us both to the soft sand, pitching us over several times as I fought him playfully. Then he pressed the full weight of his body against mine, yanking my arms over my head.

“Did you really think you were getting away from me, little dove?”

“I’m not your little dove any longer.”

“You’re not, huh?” He took a deep breath, holding it for a few seconds then slowly blowing the heated air across my cheeks and jaw.

I wiggled under him, my entire body tingling with desire. There was a carnal look in his eyes, but so much more than before. I’d never believed I could feel so close to someone in my life. With him, everything seemed different, as if I was experiencing the world for the first time.

“I’m a lioness now.”

“Hmmm… That you are, lady.” His voice was deep and husky, his lips barely an inch away from mine. “And you’re all mine.” As he captured my mouth, I swooned, lights flashing in front of my eyes. The kiss was sensual and sweet yet captivating every one of my senses.

The need I felt was explosive, my mind a beautiful blur, unable to process that we were here together. He thrust his tongue inside and I arched my back, longing to wrap my arms around him. But as usual, the man was in full control, refusing to allow me to grasp a moment’s worth. He’d made it very clear that I was to follow his rules at all times and that he was the master.

But I was his weakness and could easily get to him, wrapping the man around my little finger.

Just like Raleigh had done with Max and Madisen had done with Viper. God, I adored this man. The kiss continued and my core became nothing but flames of needs, every inch of my skin seared from his touch.

When he broke the kiss, he nipped my lower lip then lifted his head. “You’re a bad girl.”

“Nope. I’m a very good girl. I think you told me that last night.”

“Hmmm…” As he pulled back, he dragged me with him, immediately plopping onto his butt and yanking me over his legs.

“What are you doing?”

“Reminding you who’s in charge.” His laughter floated into the air as he yanked my dress over my bottom, exposing my naked skin, the G-string hiding nothing. He whistled some lilting tune as he brought his hand down not once but at least six times, moving from one side of my buttocks to the other.

“You are terrible and that hurts.”

“How many times do I need to tell you that a spanking is supposed to hurt?” The strange song continued as he performed the horrible deed, cracking his hand with enough force my body was jarred. The pain was real, shifting almost immediately from discomfort to anguish, electric jolts driving all the way down to my toes.

There was no doubt he was enjoying himself, wriggling on the sand as if to get more comfortable.

The moment I tried to claw my way off, he yanked me back across his lap.

And his thick bulge.

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