Page 172 of Screwged for Christmas

But she deserved better than a quick claiming on an old couch.

I slid my hand soothingly over her ass, rubbing the sting of the spanking away. Her skin felt smooth as satin under my touch. “I’ll let you up, Ice Princess, but you have to promise you’re going to stop being such a bratty little cock tease.”

I bit the inside of my cheek, trying to keep my voice and expression stern as I gave her orders. Once I’d had my fill of her, exactly how and when I wanted her, I’d be happy for the return of the flirtatious tease.Myflirtatious tease.

“I’m not…I’m not that thing you said.” She blurted her face as pink as her ass.

Something about her innocent words caused an ache in my heart, pleasure flooding me as I realized those dirty words didn’t slide off her tongue like she spoke them to every guy she met.

But the way she acted made that thought impossible. I stared down at her luscious ass and moved my gaze possessively over every lush curve laid out before me. She may have had other boys and even other men, but I would be the one to change all that.

At her age, she was rarely out of the sight of her father or the people he hired to protect her. Only when she decided she wanted a little freedom and ran away. And those adventures didn’t usually last too long before agopher,as she liked to call them, caught up with her and returned her to her father.

Her running days were over because she was mine.

“Gabriel?” Her voice trembled with nerves as she spoke this time and I relished the way my name sounded on her tongue. “Are you going to let me up or take me to bed?”

“Both, baby. As soon as you say it—I promise I’ll stop being such a bratty little cock tease.”

Her body stiffened a little but I could feel it under my hands as she melted into me and capitulated. “Fine. I promise I’ll stop being such a…”

“Bratty little cock tease,” I prompted.

She huffed out a breath and said in a rush, “Bratty little cock tease.”

I grinned and released her when she moved to roll off my lap and scramble to her feet.

In an instant, she changed again from compliant girl to strong, wild woman. Her hands hung in front of her and she jutted her breasts out as she pulled in a deep breath. She whirled and headed for the door.

“I don’t know what your perverted little game is, but just wait until you take me back to my father. I’m going to tell himeverythingyou did to me.”

Amusement made me want to laugh out loud, something I rarely did. But as I got to my feet, I kept my expression blank.

“If you’re going to run and tattle to Daddy, little girl. Then I might as well give you something juicy to tell him.”

CHAPTER 4

EVIE

The wind howled outside our walls, and I quietly thanked my luck we had a fire, four walls and not stuck in some ditch somewhere trying to get back to the hotel.

“Are you going to take these cuffs off? My wrists are sore.” I paced between the window and the fireplace, turned and then retraced my steps. My ass was sore too but that caused a surge of different emotions inside me I found confusing. I never thought a spanking would be sexy but the wetness between my legs proved otherwise. And it unsettled me.

A small table and a pair of cracked wooden chairs were pushed up against the wall opposite the fireplace with the king bed taking up much of the cabin. So much for luxury. Gabriel had made another trip to the truck bringing back a large blanket. The hotel and its glorious linens and massive bathtub seemed like a lifetime ago.

I sat down on the bed, giving it a little bounce as I kicked off my Uggs.

Wooden legs scraped against the scuffed-up floors as Gabriel pulled a chair out. “Come here.”

What was his problem? He’d spanked me, after all. I was still waiting for the apology on that one. It wasn’t that it hurt. It was more like such a surprise I still couldn’t believe it happened. And I wouldn’t mind it happening again to see what I thought. I like Gabriel touching me like that a lot. There was something tender about his slaps that made me crave his hands on me again.

First things first. Get these cuffs off.

I got up and sank into the other chair. It was a hard wooden chair and I winced.

Gabriel produced a key and set about removing my handcuffs. His head shot up at my discomfort.

“Did I hurt you?”

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