foyer.
Mick caught her in the kitchen, scooped her over his shoulder, and carried her down the hall upside down. She screamed, and he answered with a smack on her pretty little heart-shaped ass.
“Hey!” She stiffened.
He chuckled. “If you want to act like a child, I’ll treat you like one.”
Flipping her onto the bed, he followed her down and captured her hands above her head. “Grow up.”
She snorted. “You’re one to talk. It wasn’t me who got upset because someone mistook me for your parent.” Glaring at him, she refused to back down. “I saw how Jen’s comment upset you. You can’t deny that! If I could have stopped her from asking the stupid question, I would have. The last thing I want to happen is for you to feel uncomfortable in public with me.”
“It wasn’t your friend’s innocent question, but your reaction.” He lowered his face until he was nose to nose with her. “You wouldn’t admit I was your boyfriend, that you belong to me. If you are ashamed of our relationship”—he jerked his head—“there’s the door, sweetheart. I don’t have the time or patience to wait for you to grow up enough to handle a mature relationship.”
“You’re crazy!” She struggled against his hold. “I’m not embarrassed. I was protecting your feelings, jackass.”
He dragged her arms farther up on the bed. Growling, he claimed her mouth. The anger, the struggle, the fiery temper fueled his desire to put her in her place. She belonged to him, and she’d better learn that fast.
Debbie’s thrashing around the mattress ended, and she melted underneath him. He ground his cock into the apex of her thighs. He broke away from the kiss.
“You need a spanking, baby.”
Chapter Five
Mick gazed down at her with heavy-lidded eyes. She closed her mouth and bit down on her lower lip. The thought of his big, rough hand slapping her bare ass caused a pleasurable thrill to spread in her lower region.
“I’ve been bad?” She pouted.
He nodded. “Very bad.”
She stifled a giggle at the way Mick cocked his eyebrow. She could play this game.
“But…I didn’t mean to make you mad.” Arching her chest up off the mattress, she moaned. Unable to move with his hands holding her down, she shivered with excitement. Giving him control over her pleasure left her free to concentrate on all the wonderful ways her body hummed from his attention.
Mick pulled up into a sitting position. “Pull your pants down and lie across my lap.” He patted his legs. “I’ll teach you not to hide our relationship.”
“I—That’s not what—”
“Shush.” He pointed at his lap. “Get over here and take your punishment.”
Debbie scrambled off the bed, unzipped her jeans, and pulled them down under her butt cheeks. Mick held out his hand and helped her lie across him. Her pussy dampened at the very vulnerable position she found herself in.
Running his hand over her bottom, he caressed each cheek, paying close attention to every inch of bare skin. She squirmed. Unable to take the teasing, she wished her pants were off and she could open her legs wider.
Slap.
Debbie flinched. Squeezing her eyes shut, she waited out the sting. In a few seconds, a delightful warmth spread out from the area Mick had swatted.
Slap.
She gasped and held her breath. Mick’s hand rubbed over her cheek. Her skin pulsed from the punishment.
Her exhalation deflated the tension in her body, and she moaned. His fingertips teased the sensitive nerves around her anus. Oh God.
“Your skin is nice and pink. Two plump, round targets with a nice little surprise in the middle.” He ran his finger down the slit of her ass. “Baby, you make me harder than a rock thinking of putting my cock inside that virginal hole.”
“Do it, Mick.” She moaned. “I want to give it to you.”
“You’re not ready yet.” He laid his thumb over the tight ring, pressed down, and swatted her ass with his other hand.