Roughneck

by Stone, Piper

  My nipples ached, still swollen and sore from our earlier encounter but I wanted more.

  Craved more.

  I was like a wanton little minx, requiring a Daddy fix as often as possible. My, how everything had changed in such a short period of time. Our tongues entwined, dancing back and forth. Inhaling, the scent of his testosterone and musk was intoxicating, creating trickles of juice slickening my inner thighs. My pussy quivered in anticipation, desperately hungry for his shaft plunging so deep. I stretched, trying to arch my back.

  He slid his hand to my throat, squeezing as he broke the kiss, taking several deep breaths. “You’re not in control, little kitten. Keep that in mind.” A sneer crossed his face for a split second before he issued another guttural sound. “I’m a dangerous man, you know.”

  “Very dangerous.”

  “A trained killer.” Using just the tip of his index finger, he zigzagged a line between my breasts, moving up and down in slow motions. If he was trying to drive me insane, it was working.

  “A killer, huh?” The words were thrilling in a way perhaps few would understand. He was a Marine after all, no doubt highly skilled. My protector. My white knight.

  “Something for you to keep in mind.” He cocked his head as he pinched my nipple between his fingers, his nostrils flaring when I moaned.

  “Yes, Daddy. Mmmm...”

  His eyes flashing, he raked his fingers down my side, hovering them over my aching pussy.

  But he didn’t touch.

  Instead, he waved them back and forth before grabbing my leg, thrusting it high in the air and over his shoulder. The second he plunged the entire length of his cock into my pussy, I was forced to bite back a cry. “Remember that you now belong to me.” His voice was low-slung, husky from his raging desire.

  “Oh, yes...” I wrapped my other leg around his hip, trying to meet every hard thrust. He was so big, so powerful and with every brutal drive, my pussy muscles clamped around the thick invasion. The sound of the headboard thumping against the wall brought a giggle to my lips, even as he continued to thrust harder and faster.

  “You think this is funny?” he huffed, narrowing his eyes.

  “Yes. No! Well...”

  In a split second, he’d lowered my leg, keeping my wrists pinned as he yanked open the nightstand drawer.

  “What are you doing?” I bit my lip when he held a solid-looking piece of rope into the slim light.

  “Making certain my baby girl stays exactly where she’s supposed to.” Jack wasted no time yanking my wrists, dragging me further up the bed until he was able to wind the rope around them, tying the ends to the wooden slat. He climbed off the bed, heading for the door.

  “Where are you going?”

  “I think I’ll leave you alone, since you think all of this is so funny.”

  “No!” I kicked out my legs, wiggling and stretching, my actions slamming the headboard against the wall. I strained to look at him, keeping my head above the pillow. “Don’t go!”

  “Are you going to be good?”

  I kicked my legs again, nodding.

  “I need to make certain that you are.” Jack took a dive onto the bed, yanking my legs up and out, stretching me wide open. After licking his lips, he buried his head in my pussy, swirling his tongue around and around my clit.

  My head slowly fell to the softness of the pillow as he licked up and down in languishing actions. Trembling, I could tell my toes were already curled, every nerve ending on fire. The man knew how to drive me into an instant state of nirvana. Whimpering in some crazy pattern, I gasped for air as he plunged his fingers beside his tongue, going in and out in a perfect rhythm. I heard his savage growls, the guttural sounds floating up to echo in my ears.

  Heat ravaged my system, leaving me panting and writhing, struggling with my bindings. He nipped my tender tissue then smacked his fingers against my pussy lips. The moment he replaced his fingers with his wet mouth, sucking and licking, I couldn’t hold back a ragged and very loud moan. There was no way we weren’t being heard.

  With every swipe of his tongue, I jerked up, twisting my arms. How could anything feel this perfect, this amazing?

  Opening my legs even wider until my bottom was raised in the air, he pulled back only once, giving me the most penetrating look. That was just seconds before he plunged his thumb all the way into my ass. When his mouth found its way to my pussy once again, there was no way I could hold back, no concept of control.

  A shift of light and dark caught my attention, pulling me out of the amazing ecstasy. I could swear someone was standing just outside the window, peering in. They’d found me. They’d found the man I adored.

  I gasped for air, whimpering as a climax refused to be denied. “Oh, God! No, I...” As the single orgasm became a violent wave, I could see into the future.

  No matter what I hadn’t found in John’s office, the nagging remained and a knowing settled in. There was something else.

  Danger.

  Chapter Nine

  Jack

  The moment I opened the back door, my breath was stolen by her beauty. Summer stood in only my wrinkled shirt and bare feet, her hair pulled into a ponytail. The early morning sun had a shimmer dancing over her copper-colored strands, accentuating the vibrant hue. Even the way the frayed edge of my shirt barely covered her rounded bottom was provocative, accentuating her long, shapely legs. Fuck me, my cock was hard. She’d never looked more gorgeous in my eyes.

  She gripped the railing, rising onto her tiptoes as she stood silently studying the landscaping. When I took a single step outside, she smiled and tipped her head.

  The mischievous smile was more beguiling than ever.

  “Good morning, Daddy. I missed you.”

  Oh, the girl was going to drive me to the point of no return. I took another step, inhaling her sweet scent. The fragrance was intoxicating, pumping blood wildly through my veins. “I see you left our bed without permission.” I couldn’t help but tease her, my carnal needs skyrocketing. I wanted nothing more than to tie her to the bed, naked and waiting for my every need. I sucked in my breath, cognizant that my throat was bone dry. In the short time we’d been at the ranch, we’d both relaxed, even though business loomed over my head. We had all day to relax and enjoy before preparing for a corporate battle and I planned on taking full advantage of the limited time.

  “I didn’t want to wake you. You were sleeping so peacefully.” Her words were nothing more than a seductive purr. Wiggling, she offered a giggle, so much like the baby girl I’d grown to... love. There was no denying the feelings that had blossomed, almost consuming my every waking moment.

  I moved beside her, leaning over the railing. “It felt good to have you there beside me.”

  “And your father doesn’t mind us sleeping in the same bed?”

  A chuckle slipped past my lips. “My dad’s learned over the years that I’m stubborn. He found me with my first girl when I was sixteen. There was no amount of punishment that would settle me down. He finally came to realize I had a mind of my own.”

  “So, you were disciplined as a child?”

  “So was my mother.”

  She seemed surprised by the admittance. “Really?”

  “Absolutely. My father believed in corporate punishment for the entire household. He was a firm believer in ‘spare the rod, spoil the child.’ That sentiment certainly doesn’t fly much any longer, but it worked for my mother and me.”

  “Wow. That’s where you got your dominance from.”

  “I guess you’re right.” Wrapping my arm around her, I drank in her essence for a few seconds before sliding my hand to her backside. “Speaking of which. It’s about time for your daily maintenance spanking.”

  “Maintenance spanking? Really?” She batted her eyelashes, as if that would keep me from disciplining her. “I’ve been such a good girl for at least two full days.”

  “I told you I was going to help you stick to the straight and narrow path. Right?�
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  She attempted to wiggle away until I swatted her ass. “Ouch. Yes, Daddy. You did tell me that.”

  “Well, I suggest you get dressed so we can take care of this before breakfast.”

  “Get dressed? Hmmm...” She gave me a sly smirk, her eyes twinkling.

  “That is unless you’d like my father to hear you receiving a spanking. I’m certain that won’t bother him, but...”

  “Oh, you’re such a meanie. No, I don’t want him to know that you’re spanking me! I’m already embarrassed about last night.”

  “You mean the intense moaning you were doing as I was licking you, savoring your sweet taste?” Swatting her bottom again, I grinned before walking back into the room. There was so much riding on what I found out at the bank, but for the first time in a hell of a long time, I felt alive.

  She eased across the threshold, looking sheepish and chewing on her bottom lip. Everything about this seemed so right, almost perfect. Nothing was going to get in our way. Not her controlling stepfather. Not the business with the ranch.

  And certainly not being on the rig.

  Yep. I’d made up my mind.

  “Chop, chop, little kitten. I found the perfect wooden brush to do the trick.”

  “The trick?”

  “A very intense and well deserved spanking. The implement is well worn and no doubt used for this very purpose many years ago.”

  “Yes, Daddy.” The same clipped tone remained, one that I’d grown to adore as much as the woman taking several deep breaths as she grabbed her jeans. “Where are we going?”

  “Out in the wild.” When she glared at me, I laughed. “The barn. It’s the perfect place for a whipping. Private. Without interference.”

  She huffed and finished dressing. When she shoved her phone into her back pocket, I noticed, even though she tried to hide it from me. “Fine. I’m ready.”

  All I had to do was lift a single eyebrow.

  “I mean, I’m ready for my punishment, Daddy.”

  “Better.” I twirled the brush before shoving the handle in my back pocket.

  The house was quiet as we walked through but seeing the cracked door of my father’s office, my thoughts drifted to what other information he had regarding the transaction.

  “Are you really a trained killer?” she asked as we walked.

  “I am specially trained in various military activities, so the answer is yes. I was with the Force Reconnaissance Unit in the Marines.”

  “Does that mean you’ve killed a lot of people?”

  “Enemies, Summer. The things I’ve been required to do were for the protection of my men and our country. I wouldn’t kill anyone for any other reason. I have honor in what I was required to do.”

  She nodded, frowning and unable to look me in the eyes. Why did I have a terrible feeling that whatever other details she was hiding held some kind of criminal activity in them? “You are an amazing protector. I just want you to know that. Honor is very important and something I hope to have my entire life. If I’m allowed.”

  Her words were haunting, stilling my heart. If she was allowed. Why wouldn’t she tell me why she was running from her stepfather?

  Don’t push. Not yet.

  She was beginning to trust me, or maybe herself.

  “Compliments won’t get you out of your spanking,” I quipped as I led her into the barn. Everything was exactly the same as when I’d left months before, including the various repairs that needed to be done. The old place was falling apart. I couldn’t tell what my father had used with the extra money with a few exceptions. I should have been here. At least there were bales of hay positioned in the perfect spot.

  Breathing in the rather musky scent, I took a seat on the closest bale, giving the horses a grin as they watched our every move. “Come on over here, baby girl and lower those jeans and panties for me.”

  Summer stole a glance over her shoulder before obeying, mumbling under her breath the entire time. She appeared so young, so very innocent, except for her eyes. They held far too many wretched memories for someone her age. “But your father.”

  “Dad’s likely watching news in his room. I don’t think he’s going to be fixin’ for a ride any time soon. This is a perfect opportunity.”

  “Great.” She was trembling, her hands fidgeting. As if resigned to her punishment, she huffed then unfastened the single button, slowly lowering the zipper.

  “I’m sorry?”

  She swished her hips back and forth, struggling with the tight jeans. And all I could do was admire, my protective and very dominating personality taking over. “I said, yes, Daddy.”

  “You’re aching for a long spanking, baby girl.” I ran my finger over the wooden handle of the brush, envisioning for the first time a more long-term approach to our relationship. Shit. I hadn’t thought of what we were sharing as a commitment but maybe I was ready for one after all.

  She shuffled closer, looking as pensive as she could, but I knew she was faking it. The defiant one always. I patted my lap and eased her over my knees.

  “I promise to be very good while I’m here, Daddy.”

  “That’s the problem. While you’re here? How about always and forever?”

  “I won’t promise what I can’t keep.”

  I chuckled. “Good point.” Yanking the shirt up as far as it would go, I rubbed my hand over her slightly reddened bottom, my cock throbbing from the touch alone. Even the heat filtering into my hand was invigorating, driving my heart rate to an increased level. I could eat this woman for breakfast every day and fuck her every night.

  Crack!

  The moment I smacked her ass, she jumped, moaning as if the pain was too much to tolerate. “Ouch!”

  “Stay still.” I issued four more, moving from one ass cheek to the other.

  Summer slapped her hands against my legs, wiggling to the point she almost fell off my lap. “That hurts like hell!”

  “And we need to wash your mouth out with soap, I can see.” I placed my hand against the small of her back, pressing down as I gave her four more. The thudding sound floated up toward the ceiling, oddly louder than normal.

  “No!”

  “Yes, unless you behave.” As she continued wiggling, I was forced to throw my leg over hers, tugging her even closer. My cock pushed so hard against my jeans that the pinch became painful. Even my ears were ringing as a rush of sensations rolled into every cell and muscle in my body. She had that burning effect on me, driving me to the point of madness. I hungered for this girl more than I should.

  Perhaps more than my mind could handle.

  “I will!” She took several deep breaths, quieting down until I smacked her long and hard, peppering her bottom with severe spanks. Her skin was already a warm blush, dazzling in color.

  I was mesmerized, my hunger increasing. “You will learn. One day.” I knew in my heart this was exactly what she needed, or perhaps what we both did. After issuing another ten, I heard the sounds of her sobs, creating a gut-wrenching feeling in my stomach. While the release was no doubt needed, I had the terrible feeling that she was crying for another reason entirely.

  She was completely flopped over my lap, no longer fighting her round of discipline.

  I spanked her a few additional times before gathering her into my arms, holding her close. She clung to me as if her life depended on it, no longer the girl who fought everything but the very one who needed security. “Shhh... It’s all right.”

  But nothing was.

  There was an air of treachery, danger that stimulated the air surrounding us. I was on edge, my instincts kicking in. Something or someone was going to try to rip her from me.

  Damn them for trying. They’d pay for their sins.

  “I’m o-kay,” she whispered.

  I brushed the hair from her face, huffing when I heard the chirping of her phone. “Who’s bothering you?”

  “It’s nothing.”

  Leaning her forward, I grabbed her phone out of the pock
et.

  “No! Don’t. Please, Jack. Don’t bother. It’s no one.”

  I glanced at the text and sucked in my breath.

  I’ve found you...

  “What in the fuck does this mean?” I heard the nasty sizzling in my growl, but I was fed up with the concept of Summer being threatened. I was also ready to carve the asshole a new one.

  Her eyes grew wide when she noticed the text, yanking the phone from my hand and stumbling until she was off my lap. “Just an asshole.”

  “You mean your stepfather?”

  Her lovely mouth twisted, her skin paling. “Leave it alone. Okay?”

  “I’m not going to do that any longer. I’ve already told you that I’m here to protect you. The question is, why is he threatening you?” The few seconds of hesitation were yet another reminder that she couldn’t trust me completely. “This can’t be about the fact you won’t marry some dude.”

  “He’s just angry and doesn’t like to lose. He’s always been like that. I’m not answering his text and he doesn’t know where I am, so he’s pissed. I should have dumped my phone. Hell, I should have left the country.”

  A part of her was serious. “Who the hell is this man? What hold does he have on you?”

  “Honestly, he’s no one important in my life any longer, even though he certainly has a high opinion of himself.”

  “I’ll be happy to have a discussion with him. Trust me, he won’t bother you again.”

  “No!” Her yelp was filled with horror, leaving her body shaking.

  Every action was pensive, controlled, but I could certainly tell she was on edge. She glared at the phone before shoving it back into her pocket, brushing both hands through her hair. “That would only prove to make him angrier. I can handle him.”

  “Summer, I don’t think that—”

  “Thank you for spanking me,” she interrupted.