Reclaiming Willa

by Delta James

  Mac took his handkerchief out of his back pocket and brought it up to dry her tears. That single act of tenderness was her undoing. Willa wrapped her arms around his neck and sobbed. He folded his around her and rocked her gently, whispering words to comfort and reassure her she was safe with him.

  Willa wasn’t sure how long they stayed that way. She only knew that, at some point, the tears had become more about what they had lost than the pain radiating from her ass. As she was finally able to stem the tide of tears, one of Mac’s hands moved from holding her close to the inside of her thighs and then nudged them apart as he reached for her swollen clit.

  She bit her lip to keep from calling out, but not fast enough to silence the pleasured sigh.

  “There’s my good girl.”

  He pressed his thumb against her throbbing clit in a circular motion, and once more she struggled.

  “Naughty girls who try to evade the pleasure being offered end up getting either their bottoms or their pussies spanked. You don’t want either of those, do you?”

  She shook her head. “No, Mac, please. I’ve had enough. I’ll behave.”

  He chuckled softly. “No you won’t…at least not for long, but for a while. What I need you to pay attention to,” he said as she tossed her head and moaned at the intensity of his caress, “is that if you try to run away from me again or put yourself in harm’s way, your next discipline session is going to end up with me welting your ass with my belt. Do you hear me, Cowgirl?”

  “God, yes, Mac,” she breathed raggedly as her body responded to his dominance and to his fondling.

  He moved lower and fingered her very wet, and very needy cunt. Willa’s legs spread involuntarily to grant him easier access to her core. She was about to slip over the abyss into an orgasm when he stopped.

  “No,” she wailed.

  “Yes,” he said smiling. “I want you to get up and take the rest of your clothes off. Then you go stand in the corner away from the window, push your bottom out, spread your legs, apologize to me, and ask me to fuck you to show you I’m forgiving you for being such a brat all day.”

  “Mac, no…”

  “Yes, Willa, or I’ll strip you naked, put you across my knee again until you’re ready to do as you’re told. So, it isn’t whether or not you’re going to obey me, it’s a question of how blistered am I going to have to make that pretty red fanny of yours. Now or later, Willa. Choose.”

  She searched his face and knew he had no intention of backing down. He meant to settle things with her. Perhaps the way he should have five years ago. She nodded.

  “What does that mean, Cowgirl? You going to do as you’re told?”

  “Yes, Mac. Please, I don’t want to be spanked anymore.”

  “You remember how much your ass hurts right now, Cowgirl. This is the easiest discipline spanking I’ll ever give you. Are you paying attention?”

  “Yes, Mac. I’m sorry I’ve been such a brat. I’ll do what you want. But you are going to fuck me, aren’t you?”

  He laughed and kissed her. “That I am. Come tomorrow morning, it’s going to be a toss-up between your ass and your pussy as to which I punished more. Now go stand in the corner.”

  Willa stood and looked at the bed then at Mac. “Couldn’t we just go to bed?”

  “We will, but not until you’ve shown me you can do as you’re told. You going to mind me, or do you need me to spank you some more?”

  “No…no…I’ll do it.”

  She walked to the corner with as much dignity as she could summon, pushed her bottom out, and spread her legs. She wasn’t sure which thought was more mortifying—the fact her well-spanked ass would now be on full display, that he would have a good line of sight to her swollen labia and dripping pussy, or that she was more aroused than she’d ever been in her life.

  “Mac, please?” she cried softly.

  “What did I tell you?”

  “I did what you told me.”

  “Not all of it,” he said quietly.

  Willa gave a resigned sigh. “I’m sorry for being such a pain all day. Will you please come fuck me so I know you’ve forgiven me?”

  He walked up behind her, running his hand down her well-punished rump. She winced but made herself stand as he’d ordered her to do. It rankled to know she had acquiesced without much of a fight…at least much of a fight after he spanked her.

  She heard him open his fly, and his cock touched her body before anything else. He grasped her hips with his strong hands, flexing his fingers so she knew he had a good hold on her. Then he stepped up and surged forward, making painful contact with her punished backside as his cock thrust home. Willa was surprised as she was overtaken by a powerful climax.

  “God, Mac,” she cried.

  “I’ve got you, Willa. I’ve got you, and I’m never letting go again. Do you hear me, Cowgirl?”

  She wasn’t sure if it was the dominant way in which he mounted her, the fact she had missed him even more than she had allowed herself to admit, or the fact she hadn’t been with anyone at all in a very long time that had caused her intense response to his claiming. She realized in that instant, that it didn’t matter, that very act of possession on his part told her everything she needed to know—Mac was once again in her life and this time he wasn’t going anywhere.

  He began to pummel her pussy with the battering ram he kept between his legs. Willa, when she pleasured herself, most often fantasized about being fucked with his cock. Over and over he plunged into her—almost pulling completely out before driving back into the depths of her being. At some point, rational thought left her, and all she could do was feel his cock, his dominance, and his love.

  Mac groaned as he thrust his hips forward, sinking himself as deeply into her pussy as he could. One of his strong hands kept hold of her hip and wouldn’t allow her to move at all. The other came up to tug, pinch, and play with her nipples that were hanging down because of the position she was in.

  “Mine. Do you hear me, Willa? You’re mine,” he rasped as he continued to fuck her like a man possessed.

  Willa had lost count of her climaxes. Her desire was to feel him empty himself deep within her then pull out and take her to the bed where, hopefully, he’d put her on her back and fuck her again. She’d forgotten what a wanton creature she was under Mac’s skillful hands, cock, and mouth.

  The increased frenzy of his fucking signaled he was close to finding his release. He began to play with her clit to bring her to orgasm with him. She did so as his cock pumped its load into her well-used pussy. When his cock quit twitching from its release and her pussy stopped clamping down on him, she reached around for him.

  “Stay, please?” she said, not wanting him to withdraw.

  “I remember, Willa. I’m not going anywhere except to take you over to the bed. Come morning, Cowgirl, you’ll remember what it’s like to be us.”

  She wrapped her hand around one of his. “I haven’t forgotten, Mac. I missed you so much.”

  She started to cry softly, and he gathered her closer.

  “It’s all right, sweetheart. We’re together again, right?”

  She nodded, and he kissed the side of her head.

  “There’s my good girl. We’ll figure it out this time. I promise.”

  “I’m going to hold you to that.”

  “I’m sorry, Willa. I never should have let you go. I won’t let you down again.”

  She rubbed her head against his. “I wasn’t being reasonable, either. We should have figured it out last time…together.”

  “At least we both know that, and we won’t let it happen again.”

  “No.” She sighed, happier than she had been in a long, long time. “I promise.”

  Finally, as Mac felt his cock begin to lose some of its rigidity, he disengaged from her but swept her up in his arms. His shoulder should be screaming at him for lifting her, but it seemed his whole body was working in concert to ensure she wouldn’t get away from him again.

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bsp; Chapter 12

  Mac laid her gently down, barely managing not to chuckle when she winced as her punished backside made contact with the soft bed.

  “Don’t you laugh at me. It hurts,” she admonished.

  “I’m sure it does, Cowgirl. It’s a fearsome shade of red. And had you given in easier, it wouldn’t hurt nearly so bad. You’d best pay attention to the fact that when you’re getting a spanking, I won’t even think about stopping until I feel you’ve given in and are sorry for whatever you did.”

  “Is there any way we can negotiate about this whole spanking thing?”

  “Let’s see…no. You misbehave, I’m going to put you over my knee and spank your pretty ass until you promise to try to do better next time. And given the state of your arousal when I joined you in the corner, I’m not going to try to figure out if there’s a better way to deal with you. I should have done that the first time you snuck out of the house on me.”

  “Mac…”

  “Shh, Willa. We’ll figure out the mustangs, too. I understand how important they are to you. That means they need to be important to me, and they will be. But we’ll do things differently so you’re safe. Close your eyes, Cowgirl. I want to check the house really quick.”

  “But you’re going to sleep with me, right?”

  He grinned. “You bet. I’m going to come back to our bed, wrap you in my arms, and let you have a little rest before I wake you up and have at you again.”

  She giggled. “That sounds perfect,” she said, yawning.

  Mac made a tour of the interior of the house, checking all the windows and doors one last time before returning to their room. He locked and dead- bolted the door and put the keys in the nightstand on his side of the bed. He slid into bed next to her and, as he reached for her, she snuggled into his body, sighing with contentment.

  They needed to catch Eastwick and whoever he’d hired to hurt Willa. He wanted to be home in their bed with her safe and where he could spend at least a week doing nothing more than keeping her naked and fucking her hard enough she’d have trouble walking when he finally let her come up for air. Once they were home, he wasn’t going to let her leave his side until she had his ring on her finger.

  ***

  Willa woke feeling her nipples being fondled and her clit being suckled. She moaned in pure pleasure as Mac increased the amount of attention to her nether regions.

  “Didn’t you get enough last night?” she giggled.

  Mac had awakened her twice during the night, fucking her into oblivion both times. He’d tried not to cause her bottom too much additional pain, but there was something very sexy about lying on her back with her ass on fire as the man who had put it in that state of distress made her respond to his dominant lovemaking and climax numerous times before spending himself in her. Mac had relented the second time and put a soft pillow under her, which had helped a great deal but the residual sting added to her highly and easily aroused state.

  “Never. I’ve done without your sweet honey for five years, Willa. I have a lot of time to make up.”

  He nuzzled her clit with his nose as he traced his tongue down to her pussy and thrust it inside her, lapping up her essence as quickly as he caused her to produce it. He had his shoulders wedged under her thighs, using his hands to pleasure her nipples.

  Willa screamed with pleasure. “God, Mac! I missed you.”

  He stopped and drew himself up her body. “Not nearly as much as I missed you. When I take you home, Cowgirl, and I’m finished with you, I doubt you’ll be able to sit astride a horse for a while.”

  She looked as he held himself up off of her on his strong arms and toes—almost as if he’d been doing a push-up. Willa widened her legs and then wrapped them around him. She twined her arms around his neck and pulled herself up and into his frame. Slowly, Mac lowered them both to the bed. He reached underneath her, cupping her still-painful globes to steady her before driving his cock as deeply as possible. Willa bowed as she climaxed, calling his name again.

  He nibbled along her shoulder up to her throat and then to her ear. “I will never get enough of you. Never.”

  He bucked his hips powerfully against her, making her entire, exhausted being respond to his. She clung to him and clawed at his back. Mac had her in her most primal state. He had pushed her past the point where she had any inclination to do anything other than feel and respond. There was no thinking, no arguing, just accepting his dominance. She was certain he understood she was agreeing to all of the ramifications that went along with that acceptance. No longer would she be able to deny it.

  “Give to me, Willa. I need to feel you give me everything,” he whispered desperately.

  “Mac, please…”

  He drove into her repeatedly causing her to climax again before his own need for release and completion overtook him and he held her close so she couldn’t move at all. He had all of the control, and she reveled in his possession of her. She strove to meet his demand as she felt him pump his cum deep inside her spasming pussy.

  When he was spent, he kissed her deeply and with great emotion.

  “Are you paying attention, Willa?”

  She nodded with a smile.

  “I love you. I always have, and I always will. I will not let you go again.”

  He rolled off of her, drawing her next to his side, and more importantly, off of her bottom, tucking her under his shoulder as he caught his breath and stroked her gently and lovingly.

  “Mac?”

  “Don’t start…”

  “I’m not. I wanted to tell you something.”

  She raised herself up so that she could look down at him. She hoped that the depth of her feeling showed clearly in her eyes. He pushed a lock of her hair behind her ear.

  “I’m listening, Cowgirl.”

  “I love you, too, and I’m sorry I waited so long to tell you.”

  He reached behind her head and drew her down to capture her mouth. All of his love for her was apparent in his kiss.

  “I’m going to hold you to that. Still want to call that lawyer on a secure line?”

  She giggled. “Really wouldn’t have done any good, would it?”

  “None whatsoever.”

  “In that case, I think I’ll snuggle up with you and try to sleep. I didn’t get much last night.”

  “I didn’t hear you complain.”

  “Nor will you,” she sighed, closing her eyes.

  ***

  Mac needed to get up and check in. Deciding he could reach John via his secure cell phone and not have to disturb Willa, he dialed John’s phone.

  “Yo, Mac. I was starting to—” John stopped short. Mac was quite sure his good friend could see the top of Willa’s head resting on his chest. “So that’s the reason you’re calling in a bit later than expected.”

  “Yes, and you can laugh your fool head off and tell Mandy the two of you were right all along.”

  “Does she know?”

  “What, that you two never gave up on us figuring things out? I’m sure she does. She’s a bright girl.”

  “I was being more basic than that…that the two of you are together again.”

  “Maybe we’re not. Who’s to say I wasn’t horny and decided to fuck my ex-girlfriend.”

  “Because nothing about you and Willa has ever been casual. And if she’s curled up next to you sound asleep, then you two are together. For good this time?”

  Mac chuckled happily. “Absolutely. We put things right between us last night. I don’t know how we’re going to work it out, but I’m not giving her up. So, we need to catch Eastwick and the guy he hired to shoot at my woman.”

  “That poor dumb bastard. He never had good odds at getting away, and his chances have now gone from slim to none. I almost pity him.”

  “Pity who?” Willa said, coming awake and looking at his phone. “Oh, hi, John.”

  “Hi there, sleepyhead. Did you get any rest at all?”

  “Not much, but I don’t care.�
�� She hugged Mac close. “Kiss me.”

  “I think she’s talking to you, Mac.”

  “She’d better be.” He leaned down and obliged her. Willa closed her eyes again and drifted off to sleep. “Where are we?”

  “We think we may have found the car rental for the guy who took a shot at Willa. We’re trying to trace him to whatever hotel he’s staying at. But Eastwick has disappeared into the wilderness. I hate to tell you this, but I think we’re going to need Willa to track him.”

  “No.”

  “Mac…”

  “I won’t have it.”

  “She’s the best. You know that. We’ll have her well protected, and you’ll be with her.”

  “I won’t put her at risk.”

  “She’s at risk as long as Eastwick is on the lam. If we catch the guy he sent this time, he’ll only send another. We need the bastard in custody and then tried and convicted. You know I’m right.”

  “And I hate you for it.”

  “I don’t doubt it. And I’d feel the same way if the situation were reversed. But there is nobody better. I actually asked around and even checked with Gus. Kept getting the same answer: Willa is the best and knows this country better than anyone. Let us catch the guy here, and then you two can come back from the safe house. We’ll figure out our next move.”

  “John, somebody needs to go to Willa’s and set up an alarm system and make sure all the doors are reinforced with good strong dead bolts.”

  “I’ll take care of it. Anything else?”

  “If she’s going out with us, I want her to have a Kevlar vest.”

  “Done. I’ll let you know when we get the hitman. You two all right there?”

  “I’m righter than I’ve ever been in my life. So is Willa other than a fetchingly red fanny.”

  “About damn time. You keep her well spanked and well laid and she’ll settle in pretty damn quick.”

  “That’s the plan,” Mac said, grinning at his friend. “Let’s plan to talk tonight unless you call to tell me good news.”