by Stone, Piper
“You wouldn’t dare.” She folded her arms once again, the glare even more defiant.
“Do you really want to try me, sweetheart? I think you better need to think about your circumstances.”
She chewed on her lip as she glanced around the premises, obviously checking for the closest way out that didn’t go through me. I heard the slight strangled sigh pushing past those lovely lips before she darted a look in my direction. “What do you want?”
What do I want? Boy, that was a can of worms. I folded my arms for the hell of it, keeping my eyes locked on her. “Name. We’ll start there.”
“Sunshine. Sunshine Bite-My-Ass. Yours? Oh, yeah, asshole.”
I had to admire her continued spunk, but the lady needed to learn manners and I was the kind of man who was happy to teach them. I counted to ten, keeping my anger in check. I knew exactly what the little lady needed in order to get her attention. “One last time or I’m going to take you over my knee.”
Shock slid down her face, her eyes opening wide, but that didn’t last long.
“You try that, jerkoff, and I will rip out your eyeballs. Pluck. Pluck.” Her haughty attitude was formidable, but the girl definitely needed a fine lesson in the art of obedience.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” I rubbed my jaw before advancing, grabbing her wrist as I eased down on the couch. “I know exactly how to handle this situation. One hard spanking coming up.” I pulled her over my knees, almost immediately forced to plant my leg over hers to curtail her mischievous behavior.
“No! Oh, hell, no! Get your filthy hands off me! I’ll call the law. I’ll...” Her words trailed off.
Kicking out, she almost managed to slide off my lap. Everything about this girl both infuriated and sparked my attention. As she threw back her arm, I snagged her wrist, holding her in place. She still continued to wiggle, cursing under her breath.
“Damn you, fucking asshole. You’re a bastard! Did anyone ever tell you that? Asshole. Jerk. Son of a bitch.”
“And did anyone ever tell you that you have a dirty little mouth? We have ways of taking care of that as well.” I yanked the shirt up to her waist, holding my breath as I laid eyes on her perfectly rounded bottom. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew this probably wasn’t a good idea, much like the majority of my decisions, but what the hell. The girl needed to learn a lesson what it took to build trust.
“You have no right to do this.”
“Let me think about this. You have no right to break into my house and steal my things.”
“I didn’t steal anything,” she insisted, still wiggling. Still pontificating.
“All evidence to the contrary, but I tell you what. I can give you a choice if you’d prefer.”
“What?” she barked, all fire and brimstone. She continued to undulate, sliding back and forth across my aching cock.
Lights flashed in front of my eyes, my desire moving to the raging stage. I could hear the hard thumping of my heart against my chest walls, the sound echoing in my ears. Fuck. I was turned on as hell. “I can either punish you the old-fashioned way or I can take you directly to the local sheriff’s office. He and I are good buddies. I’m certain he’ll be just as incensed as I am. I’m certain his interrogation methods, which are quite crude up here in the wildlands, will help in getting to the bottom of this.”
I heard the gasp leaking past her lips. I’d touched a nerve.
“No. No! You can’t take me to jail. Please. Don’t. I’ll do anything. I swear to God.” Suddenly, all the fight seemed to slink away. She did indeed have a reason for being here.
All alone.
Terrified.
“All right. Then you’re going to be a good little girl and take your spanking like a lady,” I huffed in an exasperated tone. “And you’re going to stop cursing. Is that understood?”
She moaned, kicking out once again.
The hard smack on her bottom gave her pause.
“Ouch!” she yelped, panting and pummeling her fists on the couch. “That hurt.”
“I’ll give you a hint, sweetheart. Spankings are supposed to hurt. Now, do we have a deal, or should I get some rope so I can tie you up during the long ride to the sheriff’s office?”
“No!” Her whimper was elongated. “Fine. We have a deal.”
I couldn’t help but smile. I could tell this girl was more than a handful. “Then a spanking it is. I’m not going to be gentle here. You need to learn your lesson.”
“Fine. Just get it the fuck... I mean the heck over with.”
Another grin crossed my face. Maybe the feisty little girl could learn after all. I proceeded to give her one hell of a spanking, moving my hand back and forth from one ass cheek to the other, every action with distinct purpose. This felt right as well as something she needed. She whimpered, burying her face into the upholstery, but to her credit, she stopped kicking.
I kept my hand rigid as I spanked her, savoring the redness sweeping across her bottom. Buck was watching me intently, his ears perked up every time the hard cracking sound floated into the air.
“You know, sweetheart, this could have been entirely different if you wouldn’t have lied about your name in the first place.” I caressed her bottom before starting again, enjoying the heat sliding into my hand. When she sniffled, crying crocodile tears, I rolled my eyes. The girl was far too much of a drama queen.
As if she was going to get a sympathy vote from a rugged, surly man like myself.
“That really hurts,” she said quietly.
“Yep. I’m glad it does.” I peppered her ass with slaps, enjoying the way her beautiful plump cheeks bounced every time I smacked her. The warm blush on her skin added gasoline to the already sizzling fire. Damn, I wanted this girl like no other.
Inhaling, the scent of her sweet little pussy filled my nostrils, the sultry fragrance from the very gods above. All I could think about was shoving my cock deep inside, savoring the way her muscles clamped around my shaft. Truth was, I wasn’t that kind of man, but I hadn’t been with a woman in over two years. The last time had left a bad taste in my mouth.
And a huge dent in my bank account.
Accepting this position far removed from any humans had allowed me to heal, the bitterness fading at least to a point. While I wasn’t a good man in society’s standards, taking advantage of a helpless woman, no matter the circumstances, wasn’t on my bucket list.
But punishing an intruder certainly was.
Still, my dominating side craved nothing more than taking over, requiring her to submit to me in every manner.
A thunder of need rushed into every cell, creating a shimmer of fog surrounding my eyes. I was like some wild beast on a collision course and going straight to hell. You know what? I was beginning not to give a fuck.
I made certain to cover every inch of her now crimson bottom, smacking her long and hard. I wanted her to feel this particular round of discipline for a very long time.
“Please stop. Please!” Her pleading was lost on deaf ears.
I continued, moving from one side to the other until she was thoroughly spanked. Only then did I gently caress her skin, brushing just the tips of my fingers around in circles. The same heated electricity remained, skating through my arms and heading straight to my cock. I could tell she was wet, her pussy juice staining my pants. All I could think about was shoving my tongue inside, lapping her cream.
Fucking every hole.
Chaining her to my bed.
Great, I had turned into that primitive Neanderthal. Perfect.
She took several deep breaths, trembling in my hands.
“Now. Let’s try this one last time. What. Is. Your. Name?” My voice rumbled in the dense space.
Buck barked only once, signifying his interest. I winked at him, shaking my head. I smacked her twice more, just for emphasis. She was going to learn one way or the other.
“Kelly. Okay? My name is Kelly.”
“Well now, that wasn’t so tou
gh. Was it?” I heard her mumbling under her breath. She wasn’t going to be broken that easily. “Let’s try a second question, just for kicks.”
“Sure. Fine. Whatever.” Her defiance had returned.
“Why are you here?”
Another hesitation.
Another two smacks.
“Because my truck broke down. Okay? There was nowhere else to go.”
“Interesting.” I thought about her words, not buying her story entirely, but she certainly was all by herself. I eased her off my lap, giving her an admonishing glare. Her legs were shaking, her lower lip still trembling, but her eyes were raking me over the coals. The girl had her own trust issues to deal with.
Kelly took several steps away, yanking on the shirt until I heard a slight ripping sound, her face even more flushed. “Why interesting? Why would that be interesting in any degree?”
“Because I came up the only road from here to Missoula that remains open because of the fire, and I didn’t see a single broken-down vehicle along the way. As a matter of fact, I didn’t see a single car or truck for miles. Do you want to try that bullshit again? What’s the real story?” I watched as her hand moved nervously, her fingers trembling as she eased a strand of hair from her face. She moved back and forth from foot to foot.
“You cursed!”
I exhaled, ready to yank her over my lap again. “My house.”
She snarled and looked away, looking more like a wayward little girl than a grown and very sexy woman.
“Who are you running from?”
“I’m not telling you anything. Fuck you.” As soon as the words were spouted from her mouth, her eyes opened wide. She took a step back, as if realizing her faux pas. “I mean...”
“That’s it.” I moved in front of her, holding up my index finger. “So far, I’ve only given you one rule.”
“You don’t own me, asshole.” Kelly took another very decided step backwards.
My God, the woman was testing me, pushing every button that had ever been created.
I’d had enough of playing games, my need for absolute control in this situation blinding any concept of reality. For right now? I owned her and she was going to obey my rules. I grabbed her arm, tugging her toward the kitchen. Immediately, she was like a hellcat, squirming to the point it further fueled my utter discontent.
And my resolve.
This girl needed a hard lesson, one she’d never forget.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” she demanded once again.
I was quite frankly astounded at her level of vehemence, her blatant actions in front of a stranger and one she’d already stolen from. The audacity was...
Delicious.
And twisted.
And everything I craved in a woman.
But I had a job to do at this moment. The other nefarious desires would have to wait.
“While you’re certainly not in a position to demand anything, including respect, I’ll give you a hint, sweetheart.” It took some finagling, but I finally managed to drag her all the way to the sink, keeping her arm in a firm grasp while I fumbled to grab the bar of soap I kept in a tiny plastic holder, positioning it to within one inch of her face.
And her luscious mouth. “This.”
“Bu... Bu... No! You’re crazy! I’m not doing this.”
“Need I say this again? My house. My rules.” Using my elbow, I turned on the water, shoving the soap under the heavy stream. “Open your mouth.”
“No. Fuck, no!” She squirmed even more, jerking and twisting her body, flailing to the point I almost lost my grasp.
“Keep that up and I’ll pull out my belt in addition to this.” I gave her a heated and very stern look, moving my body closer until I towered over her.
A horrified look crossed her face, as if I told her I was going to lock her in a cage. Now... Yeah, that wasn’t a bad idea. I held back a grin, keeping the same demanding expression as I scolded her with my eyes. My cock was twitching like a son of a bitch, the zipper pinching to the point of sheer agony. “Open. Your. Mouth. Now.”
“Uh-huh. No.” Her voice had softened, her actions becoming tamer. That is if a woman like her could be tamed in any manner. The wildfire in her eyes seemed to highlight the flame in her shimmering hair, adding to my body’s agony.
“Yes. This is necessary and somewhere deep inside you know it.” Whether she did or not wasn’t going to stop me from commanding her full attention.
And her obedience.
Every inch of her sultry, voluptuous body.
“You’re not getting away. I can stay here like this all night if I need to,” I added, yawning as I leaned against the counter for emphasis.
Kelly moved from foot to foot, her mouth pursing, her brow furrowing. She was as furious as a lioness but knew there was no getting out of her punishment. “Then you’ll leave me the fuck alone?”
All I could do was exhale. “Your choice. Belt or soap.”
She actually stomped her foot like some kindergarten princess but finally two full minutes later, she did as she was told.
“Stick out your tongue,” I instructed. She gave me a single snort and a roll of her eyes.
The adrenaline rush was at the point of giving me a heart attack.
But she obeyed like a good little girl.
Very gently I placed the slender bar of soap on her tongue, rubbing back and forth then moving the edge to her gums.
Coughing, she glared at me with murder in her eyes. I could already see another ‘fuck you’ coming on. Even her eyes watered but I had the distinct feeling she was playing the drama card again.
When I was satisfied the taste was going to be downright nasty, I pointed toward the only free area of wall in the room. “Go stand in the corner. Ten minutes.”
“Bla ga. No tha...” Gagging, she blinked several times.
“I suggest you go there now. Time doesn’t start until you’re standing with your nose pressed against that wall.”
I was honestly shocked that she obeyed instantly, scampering toward the wall and pressing her nose so hard against the surface that I had to wonder how she could breathe.
I stood staring at her for far too long, darting glances at my watch. In truth, I was shocked to my very core that she wasn’t whining and cursing, even with the soap residue in her mouth.
She was very quiet.
Completely obedient.
Which not only made me realize that she could be plotting my demise but that I wanted this woman like no other, the lightning bolt of yearning nearly splitting apart my atoms. Even beads of sweat were rolling down both sides of my face, my heart racing to the point I almost staggered against the table.
Some hotshot I was.
All fired up and no place to shove my cock.
I rubbed my eyes, pushing away the visions of stripping off her tee shirt and thrusting her down on the kitchen table, feasting on her sweet pussy before driving my cock so deep inside she screamed out my name. My God, I was pathetic.
Ten minutes finally passed. I cleared my throat and walked closer. “You can rinse out your mouth now.”
Kelly jerked around to face me, her expression no softer than it had been before. She was furious, ready to spit the residue all over my face and no doubt prepared to launch into another stream of obscenities.
I wanted to egg her on. Instead, I handed her a towel after she rinsed her mouth out at least six times.
She yanked the towel from my hand, glaring at me once again. “I didn’t deserve that.”
Her nipples were rock-hard little pebbles, peeking through the thin fabric like a beacon of wanton sin. And I wanted nothing more than to suck and pluck, twisting them between my rough fingers before shoving them past her slickened folds.
“Yes, you did.” I walked away, determined to keep my grubby hands off her. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!
Count me in as one bad man, ready and willing to take everything I wanted.
I finally heard her behind me a
few minutes later and fisted one hand, adjusting my crotch with the other before turning around. “You ready to talk?”
“Why do you care?”
“Because there’s a part of me that wants nothing more than to protect you.” The words stunned even me.
Her eyes glistened with moisture and my words seemed to confuse her.
“Who’s after you, Kelly? Just tell me.”
Her entire face paled and she was unable to look me in the eyes. “Some really bad men. Okay? I had to get away from them. I ran. I didn’t know where I was going, but my truck really did break down.”
“Bad men, huh?” I softened my tone. She did sound more convincing than before.
“Yeah. The kind that would cut out your heart with a spoon and eat it for breakfast then move to your entrails.”
“Wow. Those kind of men.” I studied the way her eyes darted back and forth. She was definitely not telling the entire truth, but at least it was a start.
Sultry.
Sinful.
Shameless.
The words settled into my mind and my gut told me one thing for certain. She was in desperate need of protection. I sighed and ran my hand through my grungy hair, thinking about what to do. “Okay. Here’s how we’re going to play it. There’s a hell of a lot more to your story, but I’ll buy it for now. I need to take a shower and when I do, you’re going to clean up this mess, one that you created I might add. Then we’re going to sit down and have a chat.” I rose to a standing position, inching closer.
This time, she didn’t scamper away. Kelly needed someone on her side. My gut told me that much. What the hell had happened to her? “Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“Yes?” I pushed.
“What? Do you want me to call you sir or something? Over my dead body.”
I bit back another laugh. Sir wasn’t a bad idea. “Hawk will do, at least for now.” The name seemed to suit her. “Hawk Chambers.” I took a few steps away, hesitating before dangling my keys into the air. I had no intention of giving her fuel in any regard. “And don’t go thinking that you’re going to leave. Besides, Buck will be watching you. Every. Move. Buck, guard her.”
