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“Never. You’re mine, whether I have the right to you or not. You disobeyed me and there are consequences for that.”
“Like hell there are. Get off me,” she shouts.
My hand rises and falls across her ass hard. God, that felt good. She’s asking for it and I’m more than ready to give it to her.
She gasps in outrage. “Did you just—”
Cutting her off, I warn, “Naughty girls get spanked.”
That’s when she really starts to struggle. I tighten my hold on her, but people pause their conversations, glancing our way. Fuck. The last thing I need is a public scene, but I’ll be damned if I let her go.
“You’re being a bully,” she cries out as she whacks at my grip.
She opens her mouth to scream, and I slap a hand over her mouth.
That’s it, I’m done.
I bend at the knees, lean into her belly, and throw her over my shoulder.
She lets out a screech.
I give her butt a hard swat.
She opens her mouth to scream again.
“The police,” I say, satisfied when I get no response.
“You can’t keep using that,” she warns with a hard pound to my back as I stride out of the room toward the back of the gallery.
Maybe not, but it worked, and that’s all I care about right now.
She wiggles in my hold as I carry her through another gallery room, down a hall flanked with offices, and out the back exit. The back alley is a patch of bare concrete surrounded by buildings. Black iron fire escapes crawl up the sides of the buildings, which carve a square frame of dark sky above.
I carefully slide Star down to her feet, but before she can get her bearing, I corral her against a brick wall until I’ve got her where I want her.
I tower over her, my arms resting on either side of her head, hemming her in. She trembles slightly and tries to hide it by scowling up at me, but I’m not fooled. I can practically smell her rising desire, and I plan to use it to teach her a lesson.
I gently run my knuckles down her cheek and order softly, “Turn around and hike up your skirt.”
Her eyes flare. They flash from left to right, scanning the dead alley, but I already know there’s no one out here. After all, it’s where I parked my car, lining it up so it’s in equal distance from the buildings on either side of it.
“Are you out of your mind?”
My knuckles drop to the dip where her throat meets her collarbone. Delicate like butterfly winds, the two fine clavicle bones serve to connect her shoulders to her breastbone. Their perfect symmetry gives me a moment of rest until I notice the faded slash from Roxie’s attack. Seeing that blemish on her flawless skin and I’m possessed with a sudden rage.
Swallowing my self-disgust, I skim my knuckles down the deep V of her evening dress. It’s a classy bronze number with a sheen to it. Silk, maybe. I don’t know, but I know it makes her look older by a few years. Which I don’t like.
My teeth clench at the thought of men looking at her, thinking she’s of age and lusting after her. Technically, she is, but the idea of her being propositioned by another man makes me crazed.
The fabric of her dress clings to her generous curves. I want to tear it off her and lay her bare before me. My knuckles push the silk aside and edge the scalloped lace of her bra encasing a beautiful pair of tits. Big enough to spill over my hands. I lick my lips with the anticipation of tasting her again.
I trace the edge of her lacy bra and she goes to slap my hand away.
I grab her hand, tap it against the brick wall, and growl in warning.
She freezes but her chest fills and empties rapidly, betraying her desire.
Since catching her blatantly escaping from her house, my control is frayed. Hovering over her, I wrap my fingers around her jaw and grip it, pressing until it pops open. I crush my mouth against hers. My tongue sweeps in like a marauder. I’m not going for skillful or patient. This is an attack. A lesson. I spread my large hand wide across her chest. Her strong, rapid heartbeat thumps hard beneath it.
