That ass!
She glared up at him.
“Do you have to watch?” she asked Aleki.
“Yep. Have to make sure Wolfe does it right. This will be his first spanking.”
She looked up at Wolfe in surprise. But then, that made sense didn’t it? He’d never really been part of the lifestyle. Caleb said he observed but didn’t participate. He wasn’t one for unnecessary touch.
And yet last night he’d slept holding her pinkie in order to comfort her.
Warmth filled her. She knew that Wolfe would likely never tell her what he felt for her. But he demonstrated it in other ways.
“Would you rather have Aleki do it?”
“No,” she whispered, shooting Aleki an apologetic look. He just shrugged as though to tell her he wasn’t insulted. “I want you to do it. I want our first one to be together.”
His face softened. And a moment was built between them. Something that was unbreakable and special.
And all over a damn spanking. Sheesh.
Reaching over, he grasped the top of her shorts and slowly pulled them down her legs until they rested around her feet. Then he did the same with her panties until she was bare-assed and feeling completely awkward.
Before she could try to wheedle her way out of this, he lifted her in the air and placed her over his lap.
“I’ll take these,” Aleki said, drawing the shorts and panties carefully over her feet.
“I think we should talk about this some more,” she said hastily. “I’ve changed my mind. Maybe those lines won’t be so—”
Smack! Smack!
She froze as two smacks landed on her ass in quick succession. Holy. Shit.
“Aleki is right. You need this. Otherwise, you’ll worry and make yourself sick.”
Smack! Smack!
Ouch. Ouchie.
“We’re meant to keep you from stressing.”
Smack! Smack!
Jeez Louise. For a man who hadn’t spanked anyone before he sure seemed to know what he was doing. Her ass was already heated. Stinging.
“And this will help?” she squealed, starting to kick her feet. Drat. That was probably a bad idea as her sore foot complained.
“Aleki,” Wolfe said.
Her legs were grabbed by big warm hands around her calves. “Sorry, baby girl. Can’t have you hurting yourself.”
“Wolfie is hurting me.”
“Were you naughty?” Wolfe asked.
Smack! Smack!
How much longer was this going to go on for? How was she going to manage to sit on her poor abused bottom?