by Piper Stone
“Then we’ll help you focus.”
“What does that mean?” Cooper demanded.
“I purchased a few items today while I was out.” He fumbled to grab his keys, unlocking the passenger door. He could hear scattered breathing and her hand was sweaty. Glancing in her direction, her expression this time was penitent, her lower lip jutted out. He released her hand before opening the console, pulling out a thick wooden brush.
“What...”
He sighed before allowed her to see the entire object. “Amazing what you can purchase at Target. They had an entire aisle of brushes, different woods and wicked-looking plastic. I had a difficult time deciding. I purchased three, no, four in various sizes. I’ll keep one in the truck, just in case. We’ll put one in the glove compartment of your car as well.”
Swallowing, she blinked several times. “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to end this disagreement. I want more than anything to be with you and enjoy a fabulous dinner, but your behavior is unacceptable, especially in a public location. If you act like a child, you’re going to be treated like a child.”
“I’m a grown woman,” she snarked, taking a full step backwards.
“Yes, you are, which is why this is so problematical.” He gathered she had a sense of the position she’d placed him in.
“No, I mean not here.” She scanned the perimeter of the parking lot, fidgeting with a strand of her hair. While they were parked in the very back, away from what could be prying eyes inside the restaurant, anyone could come and go at any time. “What if someone sees?”
Rex debated his answer. “Then they will understand that shameless conduct isn’t acceptable.” Could he actually go through with this? He’d attempted to find a parking spot that would be secluded, just in case something like this occurred. His instinct had been working overtime. Why was this girl testing him? To see what he was made of? To draw some invisible line in the sand? Well, he wasn’t the kind of guy who would accept being bulldozed, no matter how beautiful she was. If she wanted a line drawn, she was going to get one.
“Rex. No. I’ll drop the act.” She pressed her fingers over her mouth.
“Act? This has been your personality from the day I met you thirteen years ago. Brash. Opinionated. Pushy.”
“I was just trying to rile you tonight,” she insisted. “I had lunch with Angie and we were talking, and she knew you were into domestic discipline and...”
“Interesting. Well, you know what? You did an excellent job.” He plopped onto the passenger seat, beckoning in her direction.
“Seriously, I wanted to see what you would do.” Cooper remained where she was standing.
“Uh-huh. Not cool on several levels. Come on. Let’s get this over with. I’m not accepting your attitude no matter if you were kidding or not. If you were just teasing, then you still deserve a solid spanking for that alone.”
She wrinkled her nose, brushing stray strands of hair from her face. “I promise I won’t do that again.”
“I’m certain you won’t, little miss. Brat. God, you’re a brat.” He slapped the back of the brush against his thigh, lifting a single eyebrow. “We’re not leaving this spot until you understand that you will obey me.”
After darting another look around the area, she groaned then inched closer. “I don’t like this one tiny bit.”
“And you don’t have to. Over my lap.” He fought a budding grin. Had she really anticipated getting away with this? God, the balls of this woman were made of steel and damn, if he didn’t adore her even more. He stifled his amusement and helped her over his lap. She was still mumbling, even cursing under her breath. “You’re lucky I don’t carry bars of soap with me, princess.”
“Don’t call me that!”
“You know, I think I will from now on. Suits you. How about bratty princess?” He made certain no one was standing close before yanking up her dress, exposing the sexiest pair of undies he’d seen in a hell of a long time. Crimson in color and matching her dress, the thin G-string was a definite draw, luring him in, his cock throbbing. Why had he worn such tight jeans?
“Wait a minute. My naked ass? No. Oh, no,” she huffed.
“Your naked ass, sweet cheeks. That’s the only way I do spankings. Something to keep in mind.” He rubbed the back of the brush across both ass cheeks. The implement felt solid in his hand, the perfect weight and curve. This had been an excellent purchase. “Let’s see. I think thirty is in order.”
“Thirty? Are you out of your mind? I’ll die.”
He couldn’t resist chuckling, although he hid the action behind a series of coughs. “Thirty. Yes, ma’am.” He smacked both cheeks, enjoying the hard thudding noise but tingling like a son of a bitch. This woman just might do him in.
“Ow!” She kicked up one leg as she beat her fist against the seat.
“No fighting me or I can make it fifty.”
“Ugh. Just ugh. You’re mean.”
“I think that’s a yes, sir and no, sir to you, princess brat.” Rex bit his lower lip to keep from laughing again and smacked her ass four times, one coming after the other.
Cooper jerked up, shoving both palms against the seat. “You’re really punishing me.”
“I thought we had that settled. Yes, I am.”
“Oh!” she squealed, wiggling all over the place.
Pop! Thump!
The brush felt damn good in his hand, fitting in his palm perfectly. He shifted on the seat, dragging her into a more easily controlled position. “We’re going to have to talk about some rules. My rules. When we’re together, you’re going to follow them. Hell, when we’re apart, you’re going to follow them.”
“You cursed.”
“My prerogative,” he stated before spanking her four times then rubbing his fingers against her ass cheeks. He was turned on, his cock thumping hard against his jeans, begging for release. Christ, he was aching like a son of a bitch. This was far more exciting than he’d originally thought.
This time, she beat both fists on the seat, her whimpers muffled.
“What do we say?” he asked, only half kidding. The warm blush on her ass cheeks was an even more powerful draw, making him crazy with desire.
“Yes. Sir.”
The sarcasm in her voice was dripping. He peppered her ass with hard smacks, his rhythm almost perfect. She jumped every time, panting and groaning. “You’re doing very well. Only ten more.” Rubbing her ass, he was swept away if only briefly, a sudden darkness threatening to drag him away from this special moment. He was forced to suck in and hold his breath until stars floated in front of his eyes. Not now. Please, not now. A thudding echoed in his ears and he could swear he heard pinging sounds, as if shots were being fire. You’re just imagining it. You’re fine.
Cooper twisted her head until she was able to see him, her eyes narrowing.
Beads of perspiration had slickened her face, and in her eyes, he could see concern, questions forming. The blip in time began to fade. Huffing, he shook away the turmoil, popping one, two, three then four sharp cracks. “Six more. I’m proud of you.” Her ass was the perfect shade of blushing pink, the barest hint of an outline of the brush.
She grumbled and dropped her head.
Whap! Smack!
When the spanking was over, he caressed her lower back and cherry red bottom in a soothing manner for several seconds before lowering her dress. “I think that will keep you in line, at least for the moment. Don’t you?”
“Yes, sir.” Instead of easing down onto the pavement, she climbed over his lap, crouching on the seat, a wicked look on her face.
“And what do you think you’re doing?” he asked, shifting in the seat in order to take some of the pressure off his aching dick.
She rubbed her palm over his thigh, creeping ever so slowly toward his crotch. After glancing out of the windshield and the open passenger door, she crowded closer. “Think you should close that door so all the nice folks getting ready to have a del
icious dinner don’t see us.”
“And just what do you think you’re doing?” Rex asked again, grinning as he closed the door.
“Let me think. I was a bad girl so the best thing for naughty brats to do is to please their daddies. Right? Make amends?” She brushed her hand back and forth across his groin, her tone of voice seductive.
“You are one very bad girl and you’re right,” Rex managed to whisper as he brushed his fingers down the length of her arm. Even his balls were aching, so swollen. He pushed the brush onto the dashboard, waiting for her next move.
“Then allow me to tell you how sorry I really am.” She leaned closer, licking the base of his earlobe as she worked to unbuckle his belt, unfasten and unzip his jeans. She peeled away the thick material as she darted her tongue inside his ear.
“Jesus,” he muttered as her hand wrapped around his shaft, freeing him from the tight confines. He blew out, blinking several times as he scanned the parking lot. Thank God, there was no one close. Like he needed the police called on their sinful behavior.
Cooper slid her groin up and down, riding him for several seconds, making soft cooing sounds. “That feels good.”
“I know something that will feel better.” Lifting his hips, he pushed down on both sides of his jeans until they rested just below his crotch, freeing his tingling balls. He raked his teeth across the soft skin of her neck until she moaned in pleasure.
“You’re hard as a rock,” she purred, giving him a heated look.
“Hard like steel,” he murmured, wanting nothing more than to slide his cock inside her slick wetness.
She crawled to the side, sliding just the tip of her finger all the way down the underside of his cock before leaning over. Dropping her head, she dragged her tongue around his sensitive slit as she ran her index finger up and down his shaft. “I love to suck a man’s cock.”
“You do, huh?”
“Yes, sir. More. Than. Anything.” She eased her finger down to his testicles, swirling around in lazy circles and blew across his cockhead. Rolling his balls between her fingers, she squeezed.
The pressure was intense, creating a wave of pain that morphed into raw ecstasy. “Shit. You’re such a tease. Suck me.” He tried to control his breathing and placed his hand on her head, keeping her in place. The thought gave him a wicked smile. So what if anyone else witnessed their carnal act? Maybe they’d learn something.
Cooper licked down the underside of his cock, taking her time, until her mouth rested against his balls. She took first one into her hot, wet mouth then the other, the sounds exaggerated. Wrapping one hand around the base of his shaft, she stroked in a series of hard motions, moving up and down.
Hot damn, this was filthy and illicit, and he loved every second of their sinful moment. His mouth was bone dry, his heart racing and he tried to maintain some sort of normal decorum in case they were seen. When her mouth continued to work on his testicles, taking her sweet time, he knew he was a lost cause. “Oh, yeah. That’s it. That’s... wonderful.” Shit. Shit!
Lifting her head, she purred before sliding her tongue all the way up his dick, flicking the tip back and forth across his cockhead. She gazed up into his eyes, her face full of amusement.
“I will get you for this.” He leaned his head against the back, sliding further down into the seat. As she took his cock into her mouth an inch at a time, a rush of electricity booming into every cell drew out the savage beast in him. Control. He had to have control. “Fuck.” This was the best appetizer in the entire world. “Oh, yeah. Suck me, baby. Take every inch.”
Cooper opened her mouth wider, taking him down another inch, then another, all the while her hand pumping the base, creating friction. Her soft cooing sounds were met with his ragged pants. When she’d taken him all the way down, her lip resting on his balls, she raked her nails across his inner thigh, her tongue moving back and forth.
He’d died and gone to heaven. “Sweet Jesus, girl. This is...” Unable to finish the words, he intertwined his fingers in her hair and jutted his hips up off the seat, pushing the tip against the back of her throat.
She moved her mouth up and down on his cock, her tongue swirling and her head bobbing.
A lazy smile crossed his face and he could no longer focus. Closing his eyes, he lolled his head as she continued giving him the best blowjob of his life.
Sucking harder, her mouth so wet, she fondled his balls, rubbing and squeezing.
“Yes. Fuck, yes.”
She kept the pace, her rhythm perfect, her sucking sound filling the cab.
“Oh, lord. Yes. Yes!” As his balls filled with cum, shooting up the length of his shaft, he lifted his hips completely off the seat, filling her mouth with hot liquid. “Shit!” Palming the roof of the truck, he panted like a wild man, trying to tamp back a primal scream. “Jesus, baby.”
Taking every drop, she remained in position, lapping his seed.
“God...” The single word was hoarse, and he had difficulty catching his breath. Blinking several times, he laughed nervously, seeing the heavy fog covering the inside of the windows. Talk about being hot-blooded.
After a few seconds, she lifted her head, licking drops of cum from the sides of her mouth. Taking her pinky finger, she swiped the tip through the few beads that had fallen onto her chin, sucking on the remnants.
The action was so damn provocative.
“Finger-licking good,” she breathed and sat back.
His muscles were like jelly and he couldn’t move for a solid two minutes. He finally adjusted his jeans, buckling his belt and glancing out both side windows. “Good thing we didn’t get caught, little brat.”
“I’m a professional,” she teased, dragging her fingers down his cheek before opening the driver’s door.
“You’re something, all right.”
Easing out of the truck, she pressed her hands down her dress several times, keeping her gaze locked on the pavement. “Wow. Tasty.”
He placed the brush back into its new permanent holding place before jumping out of the truck and closing the door. Dear God, his legs were shaking. “Well, I’m refreshed.” Adrenaline was kicking his ass and he felt so energized, more alive than ever. Walking around the back, he shook his head. “A hard spanking did you some good.”
“I’m glad, but you’re one mean man, Rex Sullivan.”
Thrusting his arm around her shoulders, he tugged her close, kissing her forehead. “Authoritative is the word.” This was so right for both of them. He only hoped they would both think so after a few days.
“I have other phrases,” she mumbled before placing the palm of her hand on his chest, tilting her head. “But I admit, you’re pretty sexy when you’re commanding.”
Allowing a chuckle to escape, he kissed her lips, the passion only broken when they both received the tip of a cowboy hat from a man passing by. The shit-eating grin on the burly man’s face stated in no uncertain terms he’d been privy to the round of punishment.
“I’m going to die of embarrassment,” she stated and buried her head into his neck.
All Rex could do was laugh. He had a tiger by the tail.
Chapter Six
She’d pushed the wrong man’s buttons. Cooper stood on the back deck of Rex’s cabin, watching the sun set, various strings of colors dancing across the sky. Tangerines, fuchsias, and deep violets illuminated the sliver of a moon; however, she had a feeling there was going to be a storm in the morning given the turbulent atmosphere. Thoughts were dancing across the back of her mind from lust to submission, surrendering to him body and soul. She shimmied back and forth, biting back yet another moan. The parking lot spanking led to a mischievous dinner, both making goofy faces and resurfacing stories from their respective pasts. Everything had been lighthearted, but on the fringe, the very edge she’d seen a darker emotion in him hovering at the surface.
How many times had she almost asked what was wrong? Every time she formed the question in her head, her tongue seemed to be
tied. He’d opened up a side of her that she’d never expected, his commanding nature giving her the feeling of comfort and even security. Still, a nagging remained in her stomach, as if he held secrets that could destroy everything they shared.
“Quarter for those thoughts, princess brat,” Rex said as he leaned against the railing, his wide and toothy grin just about the sexiest thing she’d ever seen.
“Nope. I do nothing under two bucks, fella, I mean sir, especially since I’m a princess.” She pushed the ugly thoughts away, giving him a mischievous smile.
“Wow. I had no idea inflation had gotten that high around these parts.”
“Oh, yes. You’ve been away for far too long,” she purred, licking her lips in a blatant invitation. “By the way, what did the waiter say to you when we came back inside?”
Rex wrinkled his brow then the grin managed to widen. “Just guy talk.”
She pinched his nipple between her fingers. “None of that, Mr. Marine. I might be required to obey you, but there are certain rules that I have, like telling the truth at all times. No lies.”
“Ouch! You drive a hard bargain.” Winking, he tickled her nose with his finger. “He just happened to mention that you seemed far more amiable after our ‘discussion.’ And I didn’t tell him what we discussed either.”
“Uh-huh.” She adored their banter, but she wanted even more closeness. The word ‘truth’ stuck in her craw. They both had secrets.
Cocking his head, he studied her eyes. “You seem pensive. What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”
“Do you mind if I ask you something?”
“Of course I don’t mind.”
She inhaled, her stomach fluttering given the scent of his musky cologne and she had a terrible feeling he wouldn’t like what she had on the tip of her tongue. “I found the wineglass this morning in the trash. You broke it on purpose. Didn’t you?” The words were just out of her mouth when he bristled, his head snapping back.
