Wilde Fire (The Brothers of Wilde, Nevada 2)

“Can you see anything, Jessie?”

“No.” The sting of his open hand on her ass smarted but got her to attention. “I mean, no, Sir!”

“That’s our girl. Phoenix, hand me that paddle.”

Paddle? She braced herself for what was to come with her safe word ready on her tongue.

“How many whacks are you going to give her?” Phoenix’s concern was evident in his tone. That pleased her so much.

“She’s too smart to let her know. This will work better if she doesn’t know. Bit by bit, she’ll stop counting, stop thinking, and start enjoying.”

“I don’t know about that.” Phoenix sounded confused.

“Trust me, bro. I know what I’m doing.” Dallas’s mouth brushed against her ear. “No climaxing until we say so. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” The words felt honest and sincere on her lips. She wasn’t acting, playing a part. This was real, and she loved it.

“I have a question for her.” Phoenix’s voice was filled with hunger.

“Jessie, whatever my brother or I command, you will obey?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“And you will answer any questions from us?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Ask away, bro.”

Phoenix kissed her neck. “Jessie, I’m okay with this as long as you are really enjoying yourself. Are you?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Brace yourself, love.” Dallas chewed on her ear. “I’ve got more smacks to deliver on your gorgeous ass.”

Oh, God! The expectancy of what he was about to do sent shivers rocketing through her. Jessie bit her lip, readying herself for his punishment.

“I can’t wait to turn those fleshy mounds a pretty pink.” Dallas continued his torturous words. “She wants it bad, Phoenix.”

It sounded to her as if Dallas was removing his clothes. God, she wanted to see his naked body. Still, she was able to bring an image of his massive muscles to her mind. Dallas’s slaps came down on her buttocks deliberately, one after another. Her safe word danced behind her lips, but she held it back. She wanted to prove to them how strong she was, how brave. Her body heated with every smack, and her mind drifted to a quiet place.

“Fuck, you’re awesome, love.”

Phoenix stated, “Told you, bro.”

She felt what she knew to be Phoenix’s hands gently massage her chest. Liquid spilled out of her pussy.

“You want more, love?”

She needed to feel the sting again. “Yes, Sir. Please, Sir.”

He paddled her ass, one cheek at a time, hitting a different spot on each cheek. She felt the rush of blood to her face as he replaced the paddle with his hand.

“You have the perfect ass, Jessie.” Dallas’s voice deepened with hunger.

“Everything about her is perfect.” Phoenix kissed her.

“Kisses should come later,” Dallas instructed.