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She would learn she couldn’t disobey orders without consequences. I drove my cock back into her tight pussy and shesquealed. The angle was entirely different and within seconds, she was bucking against me.

The creak of the bed was something that hadn’t occurred since I’d moved into the house. The sound was pleasing as fuck. Something else that would have irritated me before tonight. Noise. God, I hated odd sounds.

She kept trying to look at me and the way her soft hands wrapped around my legs was about to drive me crazy. I took control, pumping her up and down on my cock. When her body tensed again, I sat up, surprising her all over again.

Together we rocked against each other, explosive heat and electricity spiraling between us. We were panting, the sounds escalating. I’d be damned if I didn’t have fucking shapes almost like stars floating across my vision.

That was also new.

My pulse kicked into high gear and I cupped both her breasts, immediately pinching both nipples. Her cries were amplified, fueling a raging fire. While I wanted this to last, I was barely hanging on, my needs more than spiraling out of control.

“Yes. Yes. Yes.” The single word slipping several times from her mouth was a sweet mantra and a push that I couldn’t ignore.

When I slipped one hand between her legs, she pressed her head against my shoulder. That was all I could take. My body tensed, my balls swollen to the point of agony. The rush as I erupted deep inside was sweet, so much so I let off an intense roar.

There was nothing like the feeling of having my cock buried deep inside of her.

She rubbed my legs, tickling my skin as we both panted from exhaustion and wild satisfaction. My cock continued to throb, the rush lingering in every cell and muscle.

“That was…” she breathed. “Amazing.”

“Yes.” I nuzzled her neck, breathing against her soft skin until I was certain my cock was ready for another round.

But that would wait. What she needed now was my firm hand.

While holding onto her, I shifted back until we were close to the headboard.

“What now, handsome soldier?”

I chuckled against her ear before nipping her earlobe. “Now, I remind you what happens to disobedient women.”

She immediately tensed and within seconds, tried to claw her way from my hold.

“Nope,” I said. “Not going to happen.” I shifted again, planting my feet on the floor, spinning and dumping her over my lap with her head facing the nightstand.

Perfect.

She needed to see exactly what punishment I would dole out for her dangerous disobedience.

I tugged on the drawer, now fighting with her since she was struggling to slide off my lap.

My God, the woman was stronger than she looked, almost managing to buck her way into the floor.

Straining, I was blinded to the contents of the drawer, smashing my hand against the few items until my fingers found what I was looking for.

“What is that?” she huffed, jerking her head up and glaring at the implement in my hand.

“What I’m going to use to give you a spanking.”

“Oh, no, you are not.”

“Oh, yes, I am. You deserve and need it.”

“Is that a… dog brush?”

I grinned from her recognition. “You bet it is. A nice wooden handle and back. Perfect.”

She struggled even harder, flailing her arms and almost knocking it from my hand.