Page 72 of Kinks of a Billionaire

“But why would he arrest us? Because of what you did to Stuart?”

I could admit that that day in the hotel room probably wasn’t one of my finer moments. But the fucker deserved it for what he did to Willow. The anger began to bubble again and I had to tamp it down.

No, I didn’t regret teaching Stuart a lesson. The only thing I regretted was taking Willow with me. If I hadn’t, there’d be a warrant out for me only. Hindsight was definitely a bitch.

“The arrest warrant will be withdrawn, just wait and see. They don’t have a case against us.”

Fuck, I meant to ask Asher if he was the one who cleaned the hotel room after us. Or knowing Alexei, it could have been him.

“Us?” Goddammit, I slipped. But then she surprised me again. “Regardless of what happens, I’d be a fugitive with you in every lifetime.” She sighed, leaning back into me. “I’m sorry I dragged you into this.”

“You didn’t. I want you and the baby to be happy and safe.” I smacked her ass affectionately. “So you better be.”

A smile grazed her full lips and she gasped, as if appalled by my gesture. “Or what?”

“Or I’ll spank you.”

“Spanking and happiness, I guess they go hand in hand,” she teased in a husky voice, the arousal in it shooting straight to my cock.

“Do you want to be punished?” My voice dropped. “It might hurt, but you’ll scream the whole ocean down in pleasure.” Her breathing hitched and visible goose bumps broke over her skin. “Do you want that?”

She nodded.

“Use your words, wife.”

Her eyes flashed. “Yes, I want that.”

And just like that, my dick stood at attention.

“Bend over and grab the wheel.”

Heat blossomed in her cheeks. Her beautiful round ass jutted out, and her back arched gracefully. My hand trailed down, cupping both her cheeks into my palms.

She glanced over her shoulder, eyes glazed with lust, as I pulled her dress up to her waist and found her naked.

“Mrs. Ashford, where are your panties?” I lightly smacked her porcelain flesh, doing my best to hide my satisfaction. Even my cock threatened to spill in my shorts seeing her utterly naked and splayed out for me.

“I wanted you to have better access,” she breathed.

“Ah, baby,” I drawled with satisfaction, squeezing in appreciation and admiring my handprint on her skin. “That pleases me.”

“Spank me a-again…” Shock washed over me, and I knew I could never come back from loving this woman.

My fingers caressed her skin before I spanked her a few more times, her moans and whimpers getting louder with each one. She ground against me, her arousal filling my nostrils.

I parted her ass cheeks, then dragged my finger from her entrance to her ass.

“Mmmm.”

“You like that?” We both knew I didn’t need to ask. The evidence was smeared all over my fingers. She wasdrenched. My index finger connected with her hole, smearing the wetness all around it, then gently pushed the tip of my finger in.

My free hand connected with her nape. “Answer me.”

She let out a needy sound, then said in a barely audible voice, “Yes. I need more.”

It was all the answer I needed. I discarded my swim shorts and drove balls-deep inside her. She shifted forward, her forehead coming to rest against the captain’s wheel.

“Oh, shit,” she moaned, her body moving in sync with mine.