Chapter Thirty

CHAPTER THIRTY

A few minutes later, lying naked next to Cade in his bed, Karen moaned her pleasure as he roamed his lips over her neck and fondled her breasts. But she knew what was coming and guessed he was just building her anticipation.

“So, sassy girl, just how hard should I spank you?” he whispered, confirming her suspicions. She caught her breath, and a second later butterflies burst to life in her stomach.

“I, uh, I don’t know what to say,” she managed.

“The right answer is, as you see fit.”

“Ooh, Cade, as you see fit.”

“I already told you I’d heat up your ass. Is that why you ignored me when we were in that clearin’?” he pressed, raising his head and staring down at her. “Did you want to push me into doin’ it right there?”

“It—uh—sort of crossed my mind,” she breathed, hating that her face was flushing red.

“Damn, girl, you must think I was born yesterday.”

“No, no, I don’t, not at all, I swear. It just sort of happened. But you have no idea how much I wish it hadn’t. Finding Gino like I did…it was a hellish nightmare.”

“I know, darlin’,” he said, softening his voice. “There’s nothin’ I can do to change that moment, but I can sure take your mind off it and ease your guilty conscience. Get up on your hands and knees. I’ll be right back.”

As he slid from the bed and padded into his closet excitement—tinged with a drop of fear—rippled through her body.

“Lock your fingers together,” he ordered, snapping her from her thoughts.

Jerking her head around she saw he was holding a narrow strip of sheepskin.

“When I tell you to do something I expect you to do it immediately, not five minutes later.”

“Sorry,” she said hastily.

Sliding the sheepskin around her wrists, he tied it off in a knot, then slid his fingers into her hair, gripped it tightly, tugged back her head and pressed his lips against hers. The kiss began languidly, but quickly turned fervent and seemed never-ending, fueling the passion already pulsing through her body. When he finally pulled back she was breathless and ached to be back in his arms.

“Now, young lady, what do you have to say for yourself?”

“I’m sorry, I should have listened to you. I was a brat.”

“And what happens to brats who don’t listen?”

“They get punished?”

“That’s right, darlin’. Lower your shoulders and put your head on the pillow.”

With her wrists bound it wasn’t as easy as it sounded, but she was soon in position feeling vulnerable and exposed as he kneeled on the bed behind her.

* * *

Gazing down at her perfectly round moons, Cade sheathed his stiffened member with a condom and touched his hardness against her dripping channel. But before she had a chance to react he delivered a hot slap on each cheek .

“You’re a very bad girl. This is a ranch, not a playground. Do what I say when I say, or you won’t just end up gettin’ hurt, you’ll be spanked,” he warned, smacking her soundly.

“I will, Cade, I promise.”

“The trail up Smoky Hill is real nice, but there are dangers. From now on you stay with me or I’ll be landin’ a stick against this backside,” he scolded, abruptly moving his flattened palm from cheek to cheek in quick succession.

“Ow, Cade…I’ll behave…I swear.”

“I’m gonna make this ass bright red so you get the message loud and clear,” he continued, sending his punishment to her sit spot. “And I’m thinkin’ a spankin’ every Sunday night for a while should keep you outta trouble.”

“Oh, it hurts.”

“Yep, just like it’s meant to. I say what I mean, and mean what I say. A hackneyed phrase but a true one,” he growled, continuing to spank her as he slid into her passage.

She squealed, then groaned, but as he increased the force of his hard hand traveling across her backside she yelled out loud.

“Cade, please, I’ll be good, I swear, please stop,” she begged. “I will, I promise.”

Gripping her hips, he started to pump, thrusting with slow, powerful strokes, but only for a minute before he stayed buried inside and landed a series of quick, hot smacks.

“If there’s a next time you’ll be over my knee. Is that clear?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Sir? Why did you call me Sir? ”

“I don’t know, it just came out.”

“We’re makin’ progress,” he muttered as he began to thrust, then slipped his hand beneath her to rub her clit.

“Ooh…that feels so good.”

“I know,” he grunted, sending his fingers up to her breasts and sharply pinching her nipples. “Has anyone ever done this to you before?”

“No, never,” she whimpered. “Nothing even close.”

“This is just the beginnin’. I’ve got a bag full of wicked toys and you’ll get to know them all.”

“T-toys?” she repeated as he moved his hand away and began spanking her again. “Ow, oh, Cade…”

“I told you I’d spank you hard. Just be glad I haven’t pulled out my paddle or flogger.”

“Oh, my God.”

“Or the vibratin’ dildo that will end up inside this tight little hole one day,” he growled, touching her dark, forbidden entrance.

As she let out a strange, mewling cry, he gripped her waist and began vigorously pounding her pussy.

“You’re gonna come for me when I say and not before. Understood?”

“Yes, Sir…ooh…yes…”

“I know you’re gettin’ close, but you’d better wait or I’ll fetch my leather paddle.”

“But my ass is already so sore.”

“Then do as I say. This is a lesson, darlin’, a lesson in obedience. You’re real good at doin’ what the hell you want, and that has to change.”

“Ooh, yes, Sir.”

But suddenly feeling his own orgasm building, and exhausted from the drama-filled day, he decided to save the tantalizing teasing for another time.

“Get ready! I’m countin’ to ten, then you can climax. ”

As she let out a cry, he began calling out the numbers, reaching down to tweak her nipples again, then quickening his pace. As he called out nine and ten, she let out a shrill scream, threw back her head and exploded beneath him, catapulting him into his release. Groaning loudly, he surrendered to the glorious convulsions rippling through his body, until they finally waned and he collapsed next to her.

“Cade,” she whimpered breathlessly, “my ass is really sore.”

“Good.”

“But I have another confession to make.”

“Go on.”

“You’re…you’re…”

“I’m what?”

“You’re a wild man sometimes, but I love it, and, uh, I love you. Totally and completely. Sorry, maybe I shouldn’t have said that, but I had to.”

“Thank the Lord. I’m crazy in love with you too, darlin’, and in your own way you’re every bit as wild as me. We’ll make quite a pair.”

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