Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
The man cleared his throat as he fluttered his hand from his chest to his waist, then back to his chest, then onto his hip. “Sir, I think I must strenuously object to this intrusion.”
I took two steps toward him, towering over his slim frame. With a nod, I said, “Well, go ahead then. Object. And see what happens.”
He blinked several times as he lowered his knees and waved his arms behind him, searching for a chair. As he fell back into one, he cleared his throat again. “On second thought, Ms. Manwarring, you are dismissed for the day.”
I bared my teeth. “That’s what I thought.”
As she passed me, I gripped the back of her neck, squeezing just enough so she knew I could hurt her if I wanted, and marched her out of the auditorium into the empty hallway.
The second the door closed behind us, she shrugged out of my grip and turned on her heel to face me.
“You didn’t need to do that,” she said, glaring at me like she was trying to exert dominance. I had never had a kitten before, but I imagined they were about as scary as she was.
“Yes, I did. You broke my rule.”
“Fuck your rule.”
Her eyes widened in surprise as if she had never heard such a foul word come from her own pretty lips.
My gaze narrowed. I had had just about enough of this. “Speak to me like that again, and I’ll show you precisely what little brats with foul mouths get.”
“I hate you.”
She turned on her heel to march out of the building.
Instead, I grabbed her by the back of the neck again and pushed her into an empty room.
Her cello and the case hit the floor, but I didn’t care. That case was worth the money her daddy spent on it. Her precious cello would be fine.
She tried to shove past me back into the hallway, but I closed the door behind me, trapping her.
Reaching behind me, I turned the lock on the doorknob. “It’s time you and I got a few things straight, princess.”
She backed up as she pointed a finger at me. “If you touch me again, I’ll scream.”
That was all it took for me to snap.
CHAPTER 6
REID
“And who’s going to stop me?”
I stalked toward her, herding her with my body across the room, as the brief moment of bravado drained from her pretty face to be replaced by a light pink blush.
“You wouldn’t dare.” Her voice shook as her head swiveled from side to side, searching for an escape.
There was none.
“Let’s find out just how much I’ll dare, shall we?”
Snatching her around the arm, I dragged her deeper into the room. I kicked a music stand out of the way and sat.
Then I bent her over my knee.
Spanking Lucian Manwarring’s daughter was easily the dumbest thing I’d ever contemplating doing in my career. And I was including the time I’d infiltrated a drug cartel compound deep in the Mexican jungle with nothing but a Swiss Army knife and half a pack of matches.
She squirmed as I pulled her long skirt up, crushing it in my fist against her lower back, exposing her cute, round ass that had just enough cheek it would jiggle in a satisfying way when I spanked her. The only thing between me and her untried pussy was a thin scrap of fabric.
She cried out in a strained, soft voice. “I’m sorry, I’ll behave. I promise I won’t try to sneak out again.”
“It’s too late for that.”
I grabbed the flimsy piece of lace and pulled it over the curve of her ass, making the sides snap. Tucking it in one of my pockets, I caressed her soft skin. Even here she was perfect. Just silky skin covering her delicious curves.
My hips shifted under her to press my lengthening cock against the ridge of her hipbone.
I was almost tempted to lift her up so I could sink my teeth into her ass, marking her with my bite.
“Please,” she whimpered again.
“That’s it, babygirl. Beg me.”
A swift slap to one ass cheek cut off whatever she was about to say. I then followed it with another in quick succession.
I wasn’t hitting her hard, not yet. My objective was to warm up her skin first, raise a nice pink flush on her skin before her real punishment began.
When her pale porcelain skin glowed, I knew she was ready for her real punishment.
“Count for me, princess.” That was the only warning I gave her before slapping her ass hard enough to leave my handprint emblazoned on her delicate skin.
She jumped and let out a whine. “Please, don’t do this!”
“If you don’t count, it didn’t happen,” I ground out, ready to spank her again as I ignored her pleas.
“One.” Her breathy voice made my cock even harder.
“What was that, princess?”