10. Chapter Ten
Chapter Ten
F riday afternoon, Angie paced around the back porch. At lunch, Jared had told her he’d like to talk with her and asked her to meet him there. He’d been quiet all morning, even while they worked. Plus, no playing this morning. No matter how many times she tried to initiate something.
Jared would just smile, drop a kiss on her forehead, and step away.
She was starting to feel like an old girlfriend.
Except her body didn’t feel that way. No, it throbbed with need and desire.
She was falling for him. He’d wormed his way into her heart.
She’d found a man who could keep her satisfied in the bedroom and out of it.
The problem: She was leaving Sunday. Jared hadn’t given her any indication that he wanted to make a go of a relationship. She’d gone into this with her eyes open. Two weeks of sexual satisfaction.
Uncertainty crowded in on her. Looking out at the trees behind the house, she wondered if she’d done something wrong. Was it possible Jared didn’t want to do the threesome? Or maybe he was tired of her? Her fears chased each other in her brain.
“Come sit down.”
Angie jumped. She hadn’t even heard him come outside. His tone was soft, and her heart clenched. She blew out a breath and took a seat. Jared sat in the chair facing her and reached out and took her hands. His were icy.
“Jared, what’s wrong?”
“I have something I need to tell you.”
She was sure her heart had stopped beating as fear shot through her veins. She should be used to rejection by now. Hell, her parents had rejected her, and so had many foster families, until her last one. Not to mention boyfriends. Apparently, Jared wasn’t any different.
“You want me to leave, don’t you?” Might as well come out and say it. Rip the Band-Aid, off so to speak.
“Hell, no.” His hands tightened around hers. “You may want to after I tell you what I need to.”
Angie frowned. Was she reading him wrong? “Tell me, please.”
***
Jared swallowed the lump in his throat. Angie had a right to know. “You know Becca spent a week here at the ranch with Tyler.”
“Yes, I’m the one that bought the trip for her and encouraged her to take it.”
“How much did she tell you about her time here?” The lead ball in his gut grew bigger.
“Everything.” She tilted her head and stared at him.
“Did she tell you about her threesome?” His heart pounded as he waited for her answer.
“Yes.” Her fingers tightened around his.
“I was their third.”
“I know.” She leaned forward and brushed a kiss over his lips. “Becca told me about it.”
“She did?” Now why did that surprise him? Maybe because Becca didn’t seem as open as Angie was.
“Of course.” Angie grinned. “Becca is no fool. She saw my interest in you the second I saw you. She wanted to let me know about it.”
“It doesn’t bother you?” What was he thinking? If it had, she wouldn’t have agreed to spending time with him on the ranch.
“I really never thought about it after Becca told me.” She cupped his cheek. “Jared, I’m glad you were there for her and Tyler. Becca needed someone like you to be part of the threesome.”
He gazed at Angie, relief filling every fiber of his being. “I was worried you’d be upset.”
“Becca’s my best friend. She needed you for that one time. I’m okay with it because I didn’t know you at the time, and Becca told me it was a one-time thing.”
“You’re unbelievable.” He put his hand behind her head, pulled her to him, and kissed her hard.
“Can we play now?” she asked when he released her mouth.
“No.” He stood and helped her to her feet. “Anticipation.” Jared was relived she was okay with him being with Becca.
“Screw anticipation. I want you.” Her fingers dipped into the waistband of his pants.
“I said no, Angie.” He captured her hands. “You will listen to me on this. No sex until tonight.” Stay strong. As much as he wanted to take her to the playroom, he wouldn’t.
“I’m going to pay you back for this.”
“I can’t wait to see you try.” She would try, but she wouldn’t succeed not with what little time they had left together.
“Fine.” She huffed and stomped into the house.
Jared grinned. He loved her feistiness. He loved a lot of things about Angie. Don’t think like that. He might want Angie to stay, but he knew, in reality, it wouldn’t happen.
***
Jared stared at the nearly empty road as they dove to Sacramento.
They’d been on the road for thirty minutes and Angie’s silence put him on edge.
He’d almost forgotten to tell her to pack a bag, and when he did, all she did was glare at him.
The traffic was almost non-existent, which was a bit surprising.
It was only five in the evening. He glanced over at Angie.
Her body language was closed, but there was also some nervousness. She was twiddling her fingers.
“You don’t have to do this,” he reminded her. If she was having second thoughts, he wanted her to know it was okay if she changed her mind. Even though they’d discussed it at length, he would never pressure or force her into something she didn’t want to do.
“Do what?”
“The threesome.” He took a deep breath. “Say the word and I’ll turn the car around.” Usually, he’d do as he thought was right, but there was something about Angie that had him asking her.
“Isn’t your friend expecting us?”
Of course, she’d worry about that. “Yes, but I can call him and explain.”
“Are you chickening out?”
The anger in her voice surprised him. “Why are you angry?”
“You tell me, oh mighty therapist.”
Jared was glad he’d driven this stretch of road a million times.
He took the next off ramp and drove down the two-lane road until he could pull off without impeding traffic.
Not that there was any. He’d chosen this road for a reason.
There was nothing here. All he’d ever seen here were big rigs, but he hadn’t seen one since they got on the road.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” He turned off the ignition and looked at her, his own temper starting to brew.
“Me? I’m not the problem. You are, buster.”
“Really?” He stared at her, but she refused to meet his gaze.
“Yes. You’ve aroused me, seduced me, teased me, and fucked me. I get you like denying me orgasms and I’ve been fine with it up until now. The one day I want you to take the edge off, you say no. I want to climax.”
She wanted to control this situation. Why hadn’t he seen it before? The little minx was going to understand he was the one in control. “Get out of the car.”
Angie crossed her arms over her chest and stared out at the empty road.
Jared took a deep breath and pushed down his anger. She was baiting him, and damn if he wasn’t rising to it, in more than one way. “Get. Out. Of. The. Car.”
Something in his tone must have signaled her that he was out of patience. Angie released her seatbelt and opened the door.
Jared was out in a flash and at her side when she climbed out. Without a word, he took her by the arm and led her to the back of his vehicle. Opening the trunk, he took out a heavy blanket he kept there for emergencies. He slammed the trunk and laid the blanket over the trunk.
“What are you doing?” There was a hint of uncertainty in her voice.
“Lay on your stomach.”
Her posture screamed defiance. Jared waited.
“Make me.” The gleam in her blue eyes caught him off guard. She was enjoying this. Angie wanted him to lose control. She knew exactly what buttons to poke and had done it well. He wouldn’t disappoint her, but he’d maintained his control.
Jared snagged her wrists and pulled them behind her back as he maneuvered her until her arms were caught between her body and his. “Are you sure you want to push me like this?”
She didn’t answer. “Fine.” He released her. Instead of him removing her clothing, he was going to have her do it. Angie needed her Dominant. “Remove your blouse, jeans, and panties.”
“Someone could see us.”
“You should have thought of that before you challenged me.” He crossed his arms over his chest.
She glared at him, but she obeyed him. Did she even realize that? She acted like she wanted to be in control, but she actually didn’t. Angie had strong submissive traits he’d recognized early on.
Angie leaned against the car to take her shoes off.
He stopped her. “No. The shoes stay on.”
“I can’t remove my jeans with my shoes on.”
“True. You can take them off to remove your clothing but then put them back on.”
She flashed him another glare but did exactly as he instructed. Jared took her clothes from her, folded them, and placed them out of harm’s way. “Now, bend over the car.”
The heels she wore put her at the right height. Leaning over her, he placed his legs between hers, pushing hers outward as he lifted her arms up and over her head.
“You’ve been a bad girl,” he whispered in her ear. Her body shuddered beneath his. “Don’t move.”
Jared stood, removing his weight from her. Her face was turned to the side, eyes closed, mouth open, and her body flushed. He stepped back and admired her pert ass. He’d give her what she wanted, but on his terms. He slapped her ass.
“Ouch!”
He pressed his hand on the small of her back as she started to rise. “I told you, you’ve been a very bad girl, and bad girls get spankings.” He smacked her again and again in rapid succession. When he paused to rub her ass, she moaned. Oh, yes, his Angie was enjoying this.
***
Angie couldn’t believe she’d challenged Jared. Now, she was naked on the side of the road, and he was spanking her. But damn, if the spanking didn’t feel good. Her pussy clenched with each strike, her nipples hard pebbles against the blanket.
A part of her was aware she wanted this. She’d been walking a tightrope all day and kept seeing how far she could push him. Well, she’d pushed him right over the edge.
Her clit throbbed, and she hoped the spanking would send her over the edge, but no. Jared wasn’t spanking her hard enough. His swats were almost soft, and each time he caressed her hot ass, her body came down off the peak.