If you need a place to escape so you feel secure, that’s fine.”
Her muscles started to unknot.
A hint of humor appeared in his deep voice. “I’ll try to make my bed appealing enough that you’re in it more times than not.”
All the tension drained right out of her.
He ran a finger over her lips and smiled slightly. “Since Natalia arrived upset with me, I had a feeling you’d been with her.” He plucked something out of her hair—the kitten ears—and his lips quirked. “It appears you were with, perhaps, a clowder of Shadowkittens?”
Didn’t it figure he’d know what a group of cats was called? Valerie snorted. “Yes.”
“Knowing that bunch, you’ve had a nice start on me as far as alcohol consumption.”
“Not by much.” She wrinkled her nose. “Not compared to the others.” Because they had drivers.
When he reached behind her to untie the sundress laces, every remaining drop of alcohol in her system started to bubble in delight.
“So, your judgment isn’t impaired. Excellent.” He tugged the top down, exposing her breasts. “Because…you did walk out on me in the middle of an argument.”
Well, he had a point. “It is why I apologized.”
“I’ve always found it best to deal with a submissive’s guilty feelings immediately.” The glint in his green eyes sent anxious arousal rocketing through her.
She edged away from him by an inch. “I’m not feeling all that guilty.”
“Then consider this a prelude to makeup sex.” His fingers tangled in her hair as he took her mouth in a hard, wet kiss.
Her bones started to dissolve—which was surely the only reason he was able to yank her stomach-down over his lap. “I do love these sundresses you like to wear,” he murmured and flipped up the skirt.
His hand came down on her ass with a hard slap.
Some time later, Ghost was lying on the two-person-sized inflatable lounge that floated in the pool.
Kneeling between his legs, Valerie had her hot, wet mouth wrapped around his dick. She had an extremely clever tongue, an abundance of enthusiasm, and he was going to lose control all too soon.
The sight of his beautiful submissive on her knees was more erotic than anything on a porn channel.
“Stop, before you send me over.” Gripping her long hair, he gave a tug. “I’d rather be inside you.”
Her tongue swirled around him one last time before she lifted her head.
The cool evening air swirled around his wet cock.
She braced her hands on his thighs, her breasts wobbling delightfully. Her lips were puffy from his kisses—and an excellent blowjob. Her makeup was streaked from the tears she’d shed during her spanking and the trip into the pool.
She was gorgeous.
“Are you sure, Colonel?” Her eyebrows lifted. “I’d hate to be sent to the guardhouse for slacking off on my duty.”
In the past, he’d noticed how, each time she climaxed, her voice grew huskier. Which meant, right now, she sounded sexy as hell.
Smothering a smile, he gave her a stern look. “I’ll have no slackers on my watch, so you may soldier on…once you climb on top of me.”
“Yes, Sir.” Her enthusiastic response made him grin.
Light from the solar lamps around the pool glowed on her damp skin. The only sounds came from the frogs and crickets, the melodic splashing of the stream, and the lap of water against the float.
The lounge rocked in the water as she carefully crawled up to straddle his hips—and his cock strained upward in search of its target.
She stopped.
“Put me inside you,” he said softly. “Then stay still or there will be consequences.”
To clarify, he squeezed her undoubtedly sore bottom and enjoyed the sharp inhalation of pain. Although she always got off on being spanked, he’d done a very thorough job of it today.
In fact, when he’d finished, her skin had been so hot he’d tossed her into the pool. Her scream had warmed the cockles of his sadistic heart.
And the names she’d called him had earned her having to suck him off.
Now, once she’d settled her knees on each side of his hips, she gripped his shaft and lowered herself onto him.
Her cunt was as hot and wet as her mouth, and damn, he wanted to thrust.
Not yet.
Watching him carefully, she stayed perfectly immobile on her knees.
“Very nice, pet. Lace your hands behind your lower back.” Ah, he really did love making her vulnerable to him.
When her arms were out of his way, he cupped her breasts, squeezed—and enjoyed the way she clenched around his dick.
Valerie could feel herself shiver as Ghost teased and