effort whatsoever, Haley found herself on her belly across Jay’s lap.
“Jay Pickett don’t you dare!”
“Don’t dare what?” he asked innocently, then he swatted her butt. “You mean that?”
“I can’t believe you just did that!”
Jay rubbed his hand over her bottom and growled low. “You have a pretty ass. Now, say you’re very,
very sorry for laughing at me and I’ll let you up.”
“Not a chance,” she shot right back, knowing she pretty much asked for it and loved every second of it.
He swatted her again, this time the other cheek, and Haley yelped. He rubbed the spot immediately.
“Say it, Haley, I can’t stand much more.”
He couldn’t stand much more? She was the one being spanked! Then Haley felt his arousal beneath her.
He was as stiff as iron. She felt a drop of moisture as well and Haley knew what he meant.
“All right, fine. I’m sorry,” she said, totally unrepentant.
“So full of fire, and yet such an obedient little thing. I fucking love that.” Then he let her up. She stood in
front of him and Jay slowly turned her around. His lips grazed her bottom and her body burned from his
touch. Lord, she could really get into a guy like him.
“By the way, just so we’re clear here, the tattoo is a major turn-on, but the thought of some man this
close to your delectable ass sets my blood to boiling.”
Was that jealousy in his tone? That had to mean he cared, at least a little. Haley wanted to say
something, anything. She wanted confirmation, but he was issuing another order and she lost her nerve.
“Now you’d better go before I break my promise and take you right here on this couch.”
“Yes, Jay,” she conceded. She moved away from him, confused, disoriented and excited to have met a
man who could make her feel so alive.
She went into the kitchen, saw her dress wrinkled into a ball and shrugged. Who cared? Haley picked it
up and slipped it down over her shoulders, smoothing out some of the wrinkles as best she could. She
felt Jay’s presence in the room at once. Turning, she found him leaning against the doorway, arms
crossed over his chest, his body still gloriously nude, watching her.
“Two hours, no more,” he growled.
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“Two hours, I promise,” Haley agreed, then her gaze slipped to his groin and his erection. Lordy. She
knew he was heavily muscled—he probably had to stay in shape for his job—but he was just so big all