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What?He knew what I wanted.That was why I was standing there.

“But…” I sensed the embarrassed heat crawling to my face, accepting that my discomfort was probably the point.“I don’t know what to say, sir.”

“Tell me what you want.”His tone was matter-of-fact, as though asking to be spanked was an everyday event.“Ask and you shall receive, Erin.”

Oh, God.

I inhaled, hardly believing that he expected me to say it out loud.Hadn’t I already made my wishes clear?I certainly had, but I supposed demanding my supplication only ratcheted the ardor for us both.The growing bulge in his pants verified the point.

“I’d like to be spanked, please, sir.”There, I’d said it, and turning to meet his smile, I acknowledged the sense of liberation that washed over me with the admission.

If I ever got out of the woods and made it back to my life, I’d never be the same woman again.The old Erin would never have admitted such a thing.Hell, she’d have denied the urge and shouted down anyone who tried to infer otherwise because she wasn’t comfortable with her own sexuality.In fact, standing there, I realized it was possible I’d never even given the matter any thought until Eli had bowled into my life.Sex had always just been a function of relationships—something I gave away in return for other, more useful services, such as help around the house.Only Eli had electrified my passion and helped me to understand my own desires, and whatever happened between us, I’d be eternally thankful for that.

“There.”He straightened in the chair, the hand at my ass rising to grip the back of my neck and tugging me toward him.“You told me.Well done, little girl.”

I went without a fuss, reveling in the way he took control and the heat of his breath on my skin as his lips skimmed over mine.

“Thank you, sir.”

Our gazes met for the longest moment before he patted his thighs with his free hand, and with three deft words, my fate was sealed.

“Over you go.”

Chapter Seven

In Her Place

Eli

Erin was a constant revelation.One moment she was kicking out at me, and the next?The woman melding herself over my lap and mewling as I ran my palm over her exposed skin looked a lot like the one raging against the machine, but surely, she couldn’t be the same wildcat, could she?

“You are so fucking gorgeous.”

I should probably have held back my praise and aimed to keep her in line—she’d asked for the punishment, after all; had proactively sought it out—but I didn’t have the heart.I could play the authoritarian, but being with Erin had always been about more than only barking orders and throwing my weight about.Yes, she’d do as she was told, and I was ecstatic she’d finally relented to what we both knew she wanted, but I stood by the things I’d told her.I would never truly do her harm, and for as long as we were stuck in the frozen landscape of the park, I would do my best to keep her safe.

“Sir?”She twisted over me, apparently unable to keep still.“Please.”

“What is it?”As if I don’t know.

I’d already demanded she tell me what she wanted and had enjoyed the pleasure of watching her fold willingly over my body.There weren’t that many other signs she could show me.

“Please.”Her toes clenched as she curled her feet back toward me.“I don’t know how much lon—”

I answered her plea with a short, sharp swat, the resonance of which filled the expanse of the cabin around us.

“Oh!”She sounded more surprised than in pain, her feet returning to the floor as she finally settled.

“Is that better?”Running my free palm over the small of her back, I peppered her delectable backside with a fast succession of blows.They were hard enough to get her attention, but not so hard that they’d leave a mark.I wanted my little girl to feel it, but not be brutalized.

“Oh, God!”Her hands balled into delicate fists at the ground.“Yes, please!”

“More?”Grasping her pert cheeks, I spanked the underside of one and then the other.

“Yes, please, sir.”

“You’ve got it.”

What kind of a lucky son-of-a-bitch not only ended up confined in a cabin with a woman as appealing as her but managed to have her confess that she needed to be spanked—and all in the matter of a day?After everything I’d got away with in my life, I might have thought my good fortune had run out, but I’d have been wrong.Stretched over me, Erin was the best result I’d ever had.

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