Bad Men - Piper Stone Page 0,24
you didn’t give a shit about anyone but yourself,” she retorted. With a quick snap of her hand, she came to within centimeters of being able to strike me across the face. What she didn’t know was that her actions continually aroused me, her feistiness only adding rocket fuel to the already blazing fire.
She grimaced when I twisted her hand, shaking my head back and forth.
“Nice try, Doctor, but you’ve met your match.”
“I really hate you,” she choked out, her nostrils flaring from the range of emotions.
“Take a number, sweetheart. A hell of a lot of people feel that way.” I let her go and she backed away quickly, even racing down the hallway toward the bedroom she’d been assigned.
I shot Diego a look; he chuckled before taking long strides down the hallway. The girl never had a chance, the large man pushing open the door before she had a chance to close it.
A rush of adrenaline infused every cell and muscle. I waited for a few seconds, double checking the lock on the door then taking my weapon into my hands before walking down the hallway.
By the time I entered the room, Diego had her over his lap on the bed, bringing his hand down rapidly on her bottom. The light by the bed offered a similar glow as before, the ornate lamps creating an almost romantic ambiance. Romance. That was fucking insane.
A snarl roared up from my gut, prepared to launch from my mouth. Why? Because I didn’t like seeing her with Diego? Likely. The man would continue rubbing me the wrong way. He seemed to be enjoying himself far too much, his lips pursed, twisting every time he brought his hand down against her backside.
Her squeals only added to the intensity of my desire as I placed the gun on the dresser, trying to keep my cool while he spanked her.
Lindsey continued wiggling, managing twice to almost get out of his hold.
A growl slipped past Diego’s lips as he glared at me. “I think we’re going to need to go to more extreme measures.”
“I agree,” I said, my voice rumbling in the small room. Yeah, we were damn lucky to have several beds to sleep in and clothes to wear. This certainly wasn’t paradise, nor could we let our guard down. However, I suspected we had at least two days before we had to pay very close attention to our surroundings.
I walked closer as he rubbed his hand across the small of her back. “I think she needs to feel the sharp sting of a thick leather strap.”
“That would work,” Diego breathed. “And she needs to be completely naked.”
“Naked? Belt? Wait a minute,” she argued, able to scramble off his lap. She backed against the closet door, folding her arms across her chest. “I didn’t do anything that either one of you wouldn’t have done. You know that.”
Diego laughed as he got to his feet, yanking first one then the second pillow from the bed. “She’s right about that.”
I watched as he positioned one on top of the other in the middle of the bed, even patting his hand down in the middle before walking away. “Maybe so, Doctor, but you know the rules and you are well aware of who’s in charge. And that ain’t you. I suggest you discontinue fighting what is going to happen and undress.”
She continually darted her eyes from the bed to the way I was taking my time unfastening the belt. “Fat chance in hell,” she snorted, holding her head high.
“If you continue fighting, one of us will be happy to disrobe you, only we won’t be so kind about how we do it.” Diego’s tone was even more authoritative than I’d heard before, forcing me to chuckle.
“I agree with my friend here,” I concurred.
“You’re both insane,” she huffed. I could easily see how nervous she was, a tic forming in the corner of her mouth.
“Undeniably, but that won’t keep you out of getting exactly what you deserve,” Diego stated, smirking then patting the pillows once again.
“You’re not getting out of this, Doctor. The sooner you cooperate, the sooner your punishment will be over.” My words seemed to get through to her. She sat down on the bed quickly, fumbling with the ties on her boots.
“Trust me, buster boy, whoever you work for is going to hear about this when we get back home.” She laughed after issuing the words, although I could hear the strain in her voice.
At least this