knew she’d earned this.
She was humiliated and sore, and in all likelihood wouldn’t sit down properly for a week without feeling Braun’s hand thwapping pain and pleasure deep into her core. She was aware of how wet and achy she’d become, and didn’t it serve her right that the only solution was Braun?
He’d be understandably angry she’d gleaned any form of enjoyment from what was supposed to be a punishment, but her body responded to him no matter what he did to it. To her.
She couldn’t apologize more than she already was.
“Ssssh, little one. Everything’s okay now. Everything’s forgiven. You did so well, I’m so proud.” His hands ran up and down her sweat-slicked back in comforting passes, and his nose nuzzled against her ear as tears dripped down his shoulder. “You’re such a good, clever girl, aren’t you?”
Honesty, she remembered, and shook her head.
“No? I’m pretty sure the slate's clean as a whistle, darlin'.”
Finally lifting her head, she met his eyes and almost choked on another stupid sob when she saw the compassion in his gaze. One way or another, she would learn how to lock these idiotic crying jags back in their hole. “I’m wet.”
Compassion morphed into consideration, then a slow and utterly sinful grin curved his mouth. The Irish in his voice thickened tenfold. “Are you now? Hmmm, best I check for myself.” He slipped a hand between her thighs and she grimaced the moment she knew he’d found the evidence of her crime on her thighs. Still, he ventured further until two thick fingers eased inside her tender core. “Well, now, someone’s more than wet, I see. Did my good girl like her spanking then?”
Terrified he’d do it all over again and she’d never get I’m sorry for being a naughty girl, Master off her tongue, Bodie shook her head frantically and damn near bit said tongue trying to apologize for the thousandth time.
“Shush now, little one. I’m trying to decide whether I should have my wicked way with this pussy or try my luck with that untouched ass.” Goddamn him, that accent was an aphrodisiac in itself. “Would be cruel, I think, to take your ass without stretching you a bit first. Pussy it is.”
Her heart and stomach collided somewhere in her feet as he picked her up by the hips, rose, and tossed her on her back over the mattress. He growled playfully, leaning over her to nip at her flat belly. “Did you think you were in bother, little one, for nature working her magic? Don’t ever apologize for being aroused by something, even if it’s punishment.”
“I’m not supposed to—”
“You’re human like the rest of us, Bodie. Your body works the same way as every other mortal on the planet. It’ll tell you what it likes and what it doesn’t, and this pretty pussy doesn’t lie when it says it likes spanking. It just means I have to be creative and find an alternative method of reprimanding you when needs be.”
The length of him stretched out over her as he reached for another foiled package, and she arched into him instinctively as it ripped open. A crazed giggle erupted from her unbidden, and Braun’s dark chuckle followed swiftly on its heels.
Her hand reached down, grasped the hard length of him for the first time, wrenching a fierce groan from somewhere deep inside him. He was hotter than she expected, the shaft thick and rigid in her hold. But the skin covering him was velvety soft and moved fluidly with the pump of her fingers, exposing a fat, round crown.
She traced a plump vein down the underside, felt his pulse throb steadily under her fingers, and had an Oh shit moment she hadn’t experienced that morning in their pre-dawn encounter.
She’d taken all of this inside her. No wonder her insides felt tender and a little bit bruised. “So, um, is this thing licensed?”
“Contrary to popular belief, it’s not a lethal weapon, little one.” Braun braced himself over her, his weight on his hands planted either side of her head, and let her explore at will. There was delight in his eyes as she ran her nails gently up and down the shaft, circling the head. “Bigger than average, sure, but by no means in the monster cock category.”
Another nervous giggle. “Maybe I should be the judge of that.”
“Oh no, you’re not having time to overthink things, Bodie. Here, put this on for me.” With his weight on one hand now, he pressed a slippery