Page 69 of Troublemaker

“Until I’m sure you feel well enough to take what’s coming your way,” he said, the threat dark and delicious.

Sighing, I shut my eyes and fell right back asleep.

The next timeI woke up, I was face down, ass up on Blake’s lap—and trussed up like a chicken. My arms were tied to my sides, my bare breasts pressed against his thigh. My legs were fully bent on either side, shins and ankles tied tight to my thighs, and then another rope went around my shins, forcing me into a frog-like position. I was open, available, and vulnerable, my pussy and ass exposed for anything and everything that Coach wanted.My stomach and core spun tight and sweet at the thought, like I was woven in cotton candy and not rope.

Was this a very sexy dream?

“What the fuck?” I asked, groggily…

…until a smack sounded and my right ass cheek burned.

There went the grogginess.

“What the hell, Blake? What happened to kissing the princess awake instead of spanking her?”

“The princess?—”

Smack.

“Didn’t steal the knight’s car?—”

Smack.

“Ignore her phone?—”

Smack.

“And get drunk out in the middle of nowhere where anything could—and almost did—happen to her.”

Smack. Smack. Smack.

My asscheeks stung, my whole body was hot…

…and I was already soaking his thigh.

I pretended it wasn’t happening. “Are you victim blaming me?”

His hand stopped peppering my ass with spanks, and he sighed.

“You’re right, that was shitty. What those men almost did was gross and not your fault. But you still put yourself at risk, and I’m unwilling to let that go. The reckless decision-making has to end, Lucy. I know you did it because you wanted my attention, but you’ve got it now.”

I glared at the floor.

“You think I ran off because I wanted your attention? No, I left because I was angry because you had fucked me but were about to go on a date with another woman. Can you untie me while we have this conversation?”

Blake lifted me up so I could face him, placing me on his lap.

“I was never going to go on a date with another woman,” he said, voice solid. “We’ve discussed this already.”

“I know that now, but then…” I could remember the way she’d touched his chest, and it still burned in my own. So I took a big risk, my voice trembling, unable to look him in the eyes as I whispered, “Ithurt,Blake.”

Blake gripped my chin, turning it back to him.

“Sweetheart, I promise you, I never was going to go on a date with her. There are no other women. I haven’t been able to get hard for anyone else since you came sashaying back into my life during orientation.”

“You hurt me,” I repeated.

He sighed, kissing my forehead. “I know.”