Wolf (Evil Dead MC 4)
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He gave me a sly smile. “I didn’t, did I? Maybe I’ll just keep you wondering.”
“Should I be worried?”
“I don’t know. Should you?” He grinned and waggled his eyebrows. “Maybe we should make a side bet on the halftime score,” he suggested.
“Hmm. That could keep it interesting. Such as?”
“Such as if my team is up at halftime, I get something.”
“Like?”
“I get to spank your pretty little ass as many times as equal to their score.”
“Spank me, huh?”
“And if your team is up, what do you want?”
“I’ll just keep you wondering.”
“Ahh. Should I be worried, darlin’?”
I just smiled.
“Fourteen-ten, Cowboys. Time to pay up, baby.” He pulled me on top of his lap, face down, slid his hand in the waistband of my shorts, and pulled them down. His hand smacked down on my cheek with a firm crack.
“Hey! What are you doing?”
Smack. Smack.
“Spankin’ your ass, baby.”
“You didn’t say anything about naked. Oww!”
Smack. Smack.
“It ain’t a good spankin’, if it ain’t on a bare ass, baby doll. Now hold still or I’ll lose count and have to start all over again.”
He continued smacking me on each cheek, watching them turn a rosy pink. “Damn, baby. I ever tell you, you’ve got a pretty ass?”
Smack. Smack.
I just moaned, my head down, my hands clenching the couch cushion.
“You okay, honey?” He rubbed his hand over my bottom, and then slid his fingers between my legs. Finding me wet, he rubbed rhythmically. “This is turning you on, isn’t it, baby? You’re all wet.”
I moaned.
“You like it. Admit it.”
Smack. Smack.
I moaned again, thrusting my ass higher.
“Say it.”
Smack. Smack.
“Yes.”