his lips across mine. While he did so only once, I could tell he was shocked at the surge of electricity coursing through both of us.
“What choice is that?” I realized my body had every intention of betraying me, my back arching and my head tipping until our lips were pressed together. Everything about him screamed of primal savagery, as if he always got exactly what he wanted. I could barely think straight, the mixture of excitement as well as fury disjointing as hell.
“Well, I can spank you right here, right now, or we can handle this at the sheriff’s office.”
“You aren’t serious.”
He pulled away, lifting a single eyebrow. “I’m serious. I never joke about an infraction of the rules. Or the law. So, what’s it going to be?”
I was floored by his suggestion, finding myself tongue-tied for a solid ten seconds. Then my aggressive side took over. I smacked him hard in the chest with both hands, enough so he was pummeled backward a few feet, almost tumbling to the floor. I took the opportunity to head toward the stairs, almost making it onto the first step before he snagged my wrist, dragging me backwards.
“I don’t think so, little girl,” Mustang huffed, immediately reaching for his belt buckle. Everything was suddenly in slow motion, my body refusing to react for a full five seconds. That was just enough time that he managed to unfasten his belt, immediately yanking to release the strap from its tight confines.
“Oh, no, you don’t.”
“Then you’d prefer a visit to the sheriff’s office? I know the lady pretty well. My guess is that she won’t be lenient on you. Breaking and entering is a crime in this state.” He didn’t give me time to consider the options any longer, forcefully pushing me to the floor then yanking the strap all the way free. He fisted my hair as he straddled me, immediately dropping the belt then moving his hand around my hip.
“God, you’re a bastard.” Even though I struggled, there was no way of getting out of his hold, the weight of his massive body keeping me almost totally immobilized.
“I’ve been called a lot worse, sunshine. That doesn’t bother me in the least. You need a hard whipping to help you understand that rules are meant to be followed.”
I squirmed and tried to kick out, doing everything I could to claw forward. Every time I scrambled a few inches, he yanked me back by my hair. Moaning, I was shocked that he managed to wrangle my jeans over my hips. But I was horrified when he wrapped a single finger around the elastic of my thong and with a single snap of his wrist, the thin material was ripped away. I’d never felt more exposed in my life.
“Damn you. I hate you!” I screeched, planning his demise in my mind when he chuckled under his breath.
“That’s just fine by me. I have all the friends I need.”
There was no way I could express the instant pain that catapulted into my system when he issued a single strike. The sound alone was terrifying but the humiliation and worry that we’d be discovered drilled into my brain.
“Oh, God. Oh…” My cry seemed to echo in the wide open space, my bellow like a bad little girl who knew she deserved the harsh punishment. Until the auction, I’d never been spanked in my life, had always followed the rules. Hell, I’d been a straight-A student pretty much my entire life, graduating a full year early from veterinary school. I didn’t deserve this kind of treatment.
The rugged cowboy obviously thought otherwise.
“I’m going to give you thirty strikes today. I think that will help you remember that misbehaving isn’t in your best interest.”
Thirty? In my mind, it might as well have been one hundred. I was torn between lashing out and simply wanting to get this over with. I also found it almost impossible to will my limbs to move. As a volley of cracks sliced against my bottom, the heat immediately building, there were no words for the escalating anguish. I was shoved into a vacuum, trying to keep my composure. One thing I knew for certain. I was going to kick his ass.
Maybe not today.
But soon.
When he rubbed his hand across my bruised skin, I sucked in my breath, my pussy aching. I couldn’t believe my body would react this way. How could I be aroused even more during a brutal spanking? I closed my eyes, biting back