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tone, or yours will become more on display than you’d like.”
    The threat caused her to still instantly, even as she fretted anxiously about whether or not he would carry through with it. Surely, he wasn’t really serious! The idea of anyone seeing her bare behind was nothing short of mortifying and while she didn’t know Colton very well, she had a feeling that he didn’t say anything that he didn’t mean. She sure wasn’t in a position to test him, so despite the fact that the ache in her cheeks was growing in intensity, she did her best to stay still and bit the inside of her cheek to keep from crying out.
    “It’s a cryin’ shame that you’ve never been taken over someone’s knee before now,” Colton said as he delivered a sharp smack to her thigh. “Maybe if you had been, you would have thought twice before putting your pretty little neck in danger tonight.” His hand fell again and again in short, angry spanks. “But hopefully next time you’ll remember how your ass feels right now and think twice.”
    “I’m sorry,” she whimpered, doing her best to blink back the hot tears that blurred her vision.
    “Oh, I’m sure. You’re plenty sorry to find yourself gettin’ a spanking, but I intend to make each swat count, understand?”
    “Yes, sir,” she replied, choking on a sob.
    “Why are you getting this spanking, Scarlett?”
    “B-because I… I was stupid.”
    “I didn’t say that,” he corrected her sharply. “I didn’t call you stupid, and I don’t want to hear you do it either, understand?”
    “Okay,” she sniffled.
    Smack! His hand cracked down across her bottom. “Excuse me? What happened to ‘yes, sir’?”
    “Yes, sir!” she cried out, the pain in her ass overriding her fear of people seeing her in such an embarrassing position.
    “That’s better. Now, try again: why are you being spanked?”
    “Because I could have gotten hurt!”
    “That’s right. What you did was reckless. And what have you learned?”
    “To think before I act!”
    “Good girl. I’m glad to hear it.”
    Scarlett sagged against him, limp, but relieved that it was over. Or so she thought.
     
    * * *
     
    Instead, Colton’s paddle-like hand visited her ass again and again, bringing the burn stoked in her cheeks to a full-on raging fire. It had been a long time since he’d spanked a woman, but he found that he remembered what to do perfectly. As he punished her, he couldn’t help but think on how nicely she fit over his knee and how good it felt to have a woman there again, even if it wasn’t for the kind of punishment he enjoyed. He loved the spanking of a beautiful bottom, but preferred to use such for pleasure. Punishment usually involved blindfolds, a pair of snug handcuffs, and his leather whip.
    There was no pleasure for him in hearing Scarlett’s pitiful sobs, yet he spanked on until he was satisfied that she had learned a lesson. If not, she would at least be suitably sore to tread carefully for the next few days, if nothing else. When he helped her off his knee, he was surprised when she launched into his arms, clinging to him as she cried.
    “Shh, it’s okay,” he murmured, gently patting her back. “You’re alright. It’s just a sore bottom—it’ll heal, I promise.”
    “It’s not that,” she whimpered into his chest. “I-I can’t believe I got you h-hurt! I am so sorry!”
    “I know, darlin’. Now don’t mention it again. Your slate’s been wiped clean.” She cried quietly for a few minutes and Colton held her, inhaling her strangely intoxicating feminine scent. It had been a long time since he’d held a woman like this, too. He was surprised by how much he liked it. He never lacked for female company, but there was something about Scarlett that was different. There was a softness to her, a vulnerability that had nothing at all to do with her tears.
    Give it up, man, he thought, shaking his head. You’ve known her for all of two seconds. You’re going to let her