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“Thank me, little girl.”

She pushed out the words slowly.

“Three.” Intentionally swatting her between her legs again, I studied her responses carefully.

She hissed at the impact, her ass rising to meet my hand before it settled back in place. That time, she answered me before I could prompt her, her obedience meriting the caresses I offered her lower back.

“Very good,” I praised. “Only seven left. Open your legs wider.”

She peered over her shoulder at the instruction, her cheeks flushed and her eyes questioning, though the queries never reached her lips.

“Yes, you heard me correctly.” My tone was clipped, feigning a disapproval I didn’t feel. “Openthem.”

She shuffled her ankles wider, her breathing speeding up as she accepted what the deed meant. With her hips elevated and her legs apart, only a thin layer of material separated my fingers from the tantalizing place I wanted to explore.

“You’re beautiful...” I could hardly believe how wonderful she was.

Night after night on my own had persuaded me there was no future that involved tanning the ass of a gorgeous woman. My good fortune still seemed astonishing.

The dynamic between us had shifted since I’d committed to taking charge, and there in the flourishing daylight, I was able to witness all the tiny details previously concealed by the shadows—the color of her skin and how good her thong looked disappearing between her buttocks. She was scintillating.

“Do you knowwhyI want these gorgeous legs apart?” I patted her pink cheeks, glancing at what I could see of her face. Hanging over me with her dark tresses scraping the floor, she clearly did know why, but I wanted to see what she was willing to admit.

“No, sir. I...”

Her sentence dried up as my hand shoved her panties aside and dipped between her cheeks. Then and there I resolved to take what I wanted. She might not have been prepared to say, but I sensed what she wanted.

Stretching her cheeks apart with my free hand, my thumb skimmed over her tight little rectum, and I relished the frantic gasp that rushed from her lips.

“Sir!” Thighs stiffening, she tried to force the top of her legs together, but one hard wallop demanded she reconsider.

“I’mnothurting you,” I reminded her, sliding one, and then two digits down until they brushed over her sex.

Trapped inside its fabric prison, my cock screamed for gratification. I’d played the gentleman for too long, pandering to all her needs without much thought for my own, but hauling her over my lap had changed all that.

The gutsy little girl who’d stood her ground with James and Miles was finally where she needed to be—being held to account for her unruly behavior.

“Tell me why, Erin.” My order hung in the air between us.

“To have access to me... sir.” She croaked the answer, barely avoiding additional punishment with her needless delay.

“That’s right.” I traced a line along her wet pussy lips, thrilled at the evidence of her growing arousal. “Youwantme to have access, don’t you?”

Just like she’d wanted to sprawl in my arms and fuck my fingers as we tangled in the sheets. Nothing was happening that she didn’t already crave.

“Oh, God...” Her reply was little more than a strangled sob, her reticence thrilling me almost as much as the hot little pussy I was toying with.

“Tell me the truth,” I cautioned. “Tell me the truth and I’ll give you pleasure before I finish spanking you.”

Her hips rose, giving me their answer before she responded. “Yes, sir.”

“Yes, sir,what?” Reaching around her, one fingertip nudged her clit, circling the bud until she mewled.

“Yes, I want you to have access to me!” Desperation strained in her voice.

“Mmmm, I know you do.”

I slipped the other digit inside her, willing self-control as I slowly fucked her with it. All the while, my thumb pressed at her dark hole, applying just enough pressure to remind her who owned it. I had no idea if she’d ever been fucked in the ass before, but I’d already made up my mind—I was going to screw her delightful derriere before she left the cabin.