Page 61 of Ready For His Rule

“For now? What do you—”

A harsh sound punched from his chest, cutting her off. “Thoughts back to here and now, ku’uipo. We’re not negotiating a long-term contract.”

She scowled at the subtle inflection of his last sentence. “Because you’ve done those before, for this kind of thing?”

She almost wanted him to say yes. To magically produce a pair of handcuffs from somewhere, lock them around her wrists, then force her to sign the damn thing while he spanked more of that incredible heat into her backside. He accommodated her on half the fantasy, at least. As his hands landed two more blows to her cheeks, both at once this time, she let out a censuring yelp—mellowing into a savoring sigh.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

The kitten had let her cat out of the bag.

A fact not missed by the man in bed with her.

Who, just as swiftly, turned the kitten back into his prey.

She’d barely blinked before his hand invaded her hair again, twisting in the damp strands and yanking her head back—for the merciless plunge of his mouth. There was no polite pause to part her lips, or testing to see if she was ready for his kiss. He invaded her with it, leaving no part of her untouched by it. He was inside her mouth, sweeping and ravaging, taking even the particles of her breath—and certainly the threads of her rational thoughts.

It was just short of an attack.

It was one step from heaven.

Minutes passed—maybe hours, she didn’t care—before he released her. Tracy descended, limp and gasping, back down to her original position on the coverlet.

“All right, then,” the dark predator murmured, somewhere above her. While his voice trickled into her mind as if in a fog, his touch registered in her senses like piercing blades of sun. “I’m going to make this ass as pink and plump as the cunt I’m going to fuck. Think that’ll take at least ten more swats, kitten—on each side.”

Belly flip time again. Only this time, accompanied by a slice of fear in her heart…and a clench of arousal through her pussy.

From the midst of that crazy chaos, her mind managed to push words to her lips. “Yes…Sir.”

The predator rumbled, making her think of a pacing puma in those shafts of sun. “Oh, that’s so nice. Such a pretty little sound, popoki.” His hands soothed across her buttocks, spreading and rubbing, gradually easing her legs farther apart. Tracy moaned and shook as he neared her quivering center, taking teasing sweeps over the flesh around her intimate core. How did he do this to her? How did he simply know the exact places to caress her, tease her…control her? “Oh, sweet woman. You are ready for the pleasure, aren’t you?”

“Yes.” Wasn’t necessary to think or hesitate about that one. Ready? She’d leapt past “ready”, hovering somewhere in the ether between needy and nearly passing out. Her sex hadn’t missed one tantalizing second every time he’d deftly passed, her clit perking for his fingers like a flower sprouting for the spring sun. Only inside, she was a flood. A rainstorm of arousal, drenching everything between her womb and her clit. “Yes…please!” she panted. “I—I need—”

“Say it all.” He drew one finger in a tiny circle at her dripping entrance. “I want the pleasure…”

Her hands fisted the bed cover. She forced her mind to push through the forest fire of arousal, twirling the flames into words. “I want…the pleasure.”

“But I also want the pain.”

“But I also want—”

Holy shit.

What the hell was she agreeing to?

“I also…want the…”

She was interrupted by a ruthless crack.

The blow of the man’s first real spank on her bottom.

“Shit!”

It spilled before she could even think—when she did, weirdly thanking God for Luke and his loud video games—and process the hot stings now radiating from her ass to her hip and thigh. A second later, he delivered the same agony to her other side. Two more spanks followed to each side before Tracy could even remember this was just the start. Seven more swats loomed ahead.

Hell no.

No matter how much her skin now felt like strands of glowing, turned-on heat…or how her senses rejoiced in his deep, satisfied snarl…or how every nerve in her body danced, antsy with anticipation for his next commanding smack…

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