Page 94 of The Runaway


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There’s a small black shopping bag sitting on top of the dresser that he lifts and brings to the bed. He pulls something out of it and sets it aside. Then flips the rest of the contents upside down.

What looks like a mix of a dozen lace and silk panties tumble onto the bed. “For you.” He grins. “And eventually, for me.”

“Do you have some kind of fetish?”

He chuckles then rakes his gaze over me. “I’m starting to.”

He closes the distance and slides his hand over my breast, bending to take my mouth in a hungry kiss. “You’ve been a real brat, you know that, Pepper?” He nips at my bottom lip, not letting me respond, then covers my mouth again with his, pinching my nipple.

I whimper softly. Is he trying to tease me to death?

“You know what brats need?”

“A good fucking?”

He gives me another cocky grin. “Yes.” Then in one swift move, he flips me to my stomach.

“But first. A good spanking.”

Holy fuck. And I thought the other night was dirty heaven. I’ve never been spanked before and don’t know what to expect. Will I like it? Will it hurt?

Not likely. Chase would never—

“Lower them, Pepper.”

At first, I’m confused, but then I realize what he’s referring to. I clench with a need I can’t explain and hook my thumbs into my panties, sliding them down my ass and leaving them there.

“Perfect.”

“You’re a good girl, Pepper. But you’ve been a pain in my ass for weeks. Did you enjoy driving me crazy that night?”

I don’t lift my face off the pillow. I only nod in response.

A gentle but firm slap stings my right cheek.

A muffled yelp comes out and I clench.

“That’s for making me chase you every time you ran off.”

Another smack in the same place, only it’s sharper and arouses me inexplicably.

“That’s for teasing me with this bare ass so close to my cock all night.” He bends to my ear. “What do you think, Pepper? Was that enough?”

God no. Please. More.

I twist my head. “What about the engagement party? Telling everyone how the big broody Chase Reeves hunted me down, got down on one knee and begged me to marry him like a puppy dog.”

“Lift,” he commands.

I press my face back in the pillow and rise slightly for him. Another sharp slap, this one hitting my clit.

And another.

I groan and rock.

Then one more that lingers just enough and I come hard. screaming as he rubs me, drawing out my orgasm.

He pulls my hair to one side, away from my face, and kisses my shoulder. “I think I’ve met my match.” Slowly, he turns me onto my back. “It’s alright.” He winks. “I’ll take it from here.” He pulls my panties the rest of the way down my legs and tosses them to the floor.

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