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Savage
My eyes snapped open, and I immediately jerked to a sitting position, trying to rid myself of the cobwebs as I took a deep breath. The light streaming in the room was enough to create a haze, which matched the fogginess of my brain. I hadn’t slept that deeply in a long time.
Because of her.
I glanced at the floor, realizing she’d already left. Where the hell did she think she was going to go? Sighing, I shook my head as I planted my feet on the floor. Then I noticed my wallet on the dresser. I’d been meticulous my entire life, which allowed me to notice the damn thing had been opened. What the fuck? I moved closer, grabbing the piece of paper lying on top, scanning it quickly. The girl had to be kidding me.
“Fuck.” I flipped through my wallet. The girl had stolen seven hundred bucks from me. I couldn’t care less about the money. It was obvious she needed a break, but it was the principle of the thing. She could have asked. Granted, I would have given her a hard time, but I wasn’t the kind of man to allow a woman to remain in distress. How the hell long had she been gone?
Then I searched for my keys. If she’d stolen my bike, I wasn’t going to be nice. No, she’d left them. She only needed cash to get her damn car working. Hmmm…
I threw on a clean set of clothes, skipping the shower. As I pulled the tee shirt over my head, I gathered her scent. The desire for her had hit me like a ton of bricks. I shouldn’t have touched her, but damn it, she’d pressed every button, driving me to the point all I could think about was having her underneath me, writhing as she moaned my name. That had happened on the third round.
After grabbing my things, I headed down the stairs and into the main office. The same guy was inside. “Did the girl I came with leave?”
He opened his eyes wide as he peered up at me like I’d give him a beat down if he didn’t answer.
“She got a ride, mister. I don’t know who with.”
A ride. She was putting herself in more harm’s way. What the hell was wrong with her? Did she have a death wish? “Thanks.” There better be only one place she’d go or the next round of punishment she’d get would prevent her from sitting for a long time. I roared the bike to life, driving out of the parking lot. As I rolled down the street, I looked for her in case she’d driven the person she’d bummed a ride from crazy.
I shouldn’t worry about her. She was a big girl. However, she needed to learn that stealing wasn’t in her best interest. It was obvious the earlier spanking had done her little if any good.
As I pulled in front of the shop, I noticed she was arguing with one of the mechanics. I was off the bike and headed in her direction before she noticed a new arrival. The second she turned her head briefly, I could see the color drain from her face.
I kept my gait slow as I walked inside. Even the two mechanics on duty backed away as I approached. But as I would have expected, the little woman stood her ground.
“Was she giving you any trouble, boys? My girl can act presumptuous at times. Can’t you, sweet Sassy?”
She twisted her lips, glaring at me. “I was doing just fine before you came along, thank you very much.”
I nodded, trying to keep from grinning as I glanced at the two men. “Was that the truth?”
“She was just trying to dick us down on the price,” one of them said.
“Hmmm… Well, I know you boys would never try and take advantage of a beautiful woman, especially one that really needed your help. Am I right?”
“Of course not,” the second one snorted.
I turned my full attention in her direction. “What did they tell you the price was going to be for towing your car and replacing the alternator?”
“Fifteen hundred dollars,” she snapped and even from where I was sitting, I could tell she’d thrown them a nasty look. I almost didn’t blame her.
“Certainly you must have heard wrong, honey. Maybe more like seven hundred. Right? Six for the parts and labor, which is pretty generous, and a hundred bucks for towing your car. Remember, I mentioned that you really need to pay more attention to your maintenance schedule.”
“Thieves. That’s what they are.” She took a step toward them, fisting her hands. Who did this girl think she was?
I wrapped my hand around her hair, yanking her closer before she took a chunk out of them. “I’m right, boys. Yes? You said seven hundred.”
The first one swallowed then nodded several times. “Yes, sir. And we can get right on it too. Shouldn’t take more than a coupla hours.”
“Excellent. See, honey? You need to listen better. Did you tell them where the car was left?”
Her face turned bright red again. “Shit.”
I lifted a single eyebrow. “Stay right here. I mean here. As in on this spot.” I pointed to the floor and headed toward the mechanics, explaining exactly where the car had been left. Then I turned toward her, giving her a heated look. “Let’s take a little walk. Gentlemen. Do you have a bathroom in this facility?”
“Sure. Right around the corner.”
“Where the hell are you taking me?” Sassy quipped as I grabbed her arm, leading her out of the concrete bay.
“What did you think you were doing?”
“Trying to…” She shielded her eyes from the sun then shook her head. “Solve a problem on my own. I honestly don’t know. I just wasn’t thinking.”
“No, you weren’t. That’s not how you’re supposed to behave, Sassy. I think I need to remind you of a very important lesson.”
“What does that mean?”
“That means you’re coming with me.” I tugged her around the building, heading for the bathroom.
“Oh, no, you don’t.” She managed to jerk away.
I snagged her easily, pulling her onto her toes. “You do believe in right versus wrong. Yes?”
“Of course.”
“So you’re admitting that what you did was wrong?”
“I said I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking.”
“No, you weren’t. You should have trusted me.”
“Why? Because we had sex?”
I looked away, uncertain what to say to her. “You’re going to take your punishment, or I’ll make certain you stay right here in this small town, earning back the money you stole from me. Knowing you, it shouldn’t take you too long.” I had no intentions of forcing her to stay, but I was curious what her answer would be.
Her mouth twisted and she muttered under her breath.
“What’s it going to be?”
“Fine. Spank me. I don’t care. Just get it over with.”
“Be careful with the attitude or I’ll do it in front of the mechanics.”
As her eyes opened wide, I sensed another attempt at a slap coming. “You wouldn’t dare.”
I couldn’t help but grin as I snapped my hand around her wrist. I did adore the combination of embarrassment and rebellion on her lovely face. She was all spice with a mixture of marshmallow, an endearing if not infuriating combination. “You obviously don’t know me very well, sweetheart.”
“Now, I’m your sweetheart?” Her haughtiness continued as she did everything in her power to jerk out of my hold. When I let her loose, she toppled onto the pavement, her miniskirt riding up her long legs. “Then you’re an asshole,” she managed, glaring at me with venom in her eyes.
“That’s what most people say. Let me help you up.” I stretched out my arm, cocking my head as she pursed her lips. At least she grabbed my fingers, her eyelids flickering from the same jolt of electricity we’d experienced the night before. As soon as I helped her to her feet, she took a hard swing, punching me square in the jaw.
There hadn’t been a single man who’d issued a punch and didn’t get a beat down afterwards. “Fuck.” I closed my eyes briefly, rubbing my jaw as I reminded myself that she was a lady. Or at least she was supposed to be. Time was ticking and while I enjoyed our constant bickering more than I should, I had responsibilities that couldn’t wait much longer. I tossed her over my shoulder, taking long strides toward the bathroom.
“Put me down, you big lug.” She pummeled her fists against my back then realized her way-too-short skirt was showing off her nicely rounded bottom. She cursed up a blue streak as she tried to yank on the material, kicking her legs in fury.
I slammed my hand on the cracked bathroom door, heading inside. As soon as I put her down, she held up both arms, her fists clenched, and she shifted from foot to foot. Exhaling, I locked the door, taking my time to unfasten my belt, never taking my eyes off her for a second.
“What are you doing?” Sassy demanded.
“Exactly what I told you. I’m going to tan your ass.”
“I didn’t agree. Not really.”
“Actually, you did. Should I take you back to the restaurant so you can beg for a temporary job?”
Her eyes finally lit up, knowing I was serious. “Fine. Fuck you, but fine.”
“We already did the fucking, sunshine. Now, it’s time you learned a hard lesson. Don’t fuck with people’s money.” As I started to yank the strap from the belt loops, she backed against the concrete wall, wrinkling her nose. “Remove your skirt and panties.”
“Here?”
“No place better. Besides, spankings are best given on the bare.”
She stared at me as if I had horns, but after a few additional curse words, she turned around, complying with my command. When she’d removed the items, I pointed to the single bowl sink.
“Grip the edge with both hands and spread your legs wide.”
I received another harsh glare and I think she called me dirty names in another language. I was angry with her, mostly for not asking me for help, but it was becoming difficult not to keep a grin on my face. However, I was more certain than ever than she needed a man with a strong hand in her life to keep her from going off the deep end. Well, that man wasn’t going to be me. I didn’t need any other freaking complications in my life. The next few weeks and months were set to be painful enough.
Sassy did as I asked, although begrudgingly.
“Now, I want you to look in that mirror the entire time and I mean take a really good look. You’re a spitfire of a woman, gorgeous, sexy, and damn intelligent. But you’re a pain in the ass. That’s gonna keep you in a heap load of trouble the rest of your life if you don’t change your ways.”
“Now, you’re a psychiatrist?”
“You’d be surprised what I can do, sugar britches.” I knew the names were driving her crazy. Maybe the evil side of me couldn’t resist the temptation. I purposely cracked the belt against the cold concrete floor, her yelp at least confirming she’d fully comprehended just how serious I was. “Keep those eyes open and those legs apart.”
She continued to grumble until I snapped my wrist, the first strike landing across her backside. I hated to admit it, but I loved the way the skin on her bottom jiggled from the hard strike.
“Ouch! Jesus. F. Christ.”
“No cursing. You need your mouth washed out with soap the way you curse like a sailor.”
“Well, you curse all the time.”
“I’m a guy. Ladies are supposed to be prim and proper.”
“Are you kidding me, the way you fucked me last night?” she huffed.
Yeah, she had a good point.
Just as she started to issue another retort, I gave her four smacks in rapid succession. She jumped, kicking out her leg, twisting her body.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!”
“Just for that, I’m adding five more.”
“No! Please.”
“Then thank me nicely for giving you exactly what you need.”
Her eyes opened wide and if she had an icepick, she’d have used it by now. Frowning, her nostrils flared as she tried to get enough air into her lungs. “Thank you for giving me what I need.”
What she really wanted to say was that she had hopes of scratching out my eyes.
“With respect.”
“You are such a… Thank you for giving me what I desperately need, sir. Please continue the spanking. I’ll be a very good girl.”
“That’s more like it.” I moved closer, rubbing the rough pads of my fingers on one side then the other, the heat already building. I was a damn bad man. I adored the red marks on her butt. And just how swollen her pretty pink pussy was. A part of her was actually enjoying this.
I continued the spanking, smacking her six times then stopping. I could tell tears had welled up in her eyes, but to her credit, she’d been able to stay in position. She shifted her hips back and forth and damn it if her desire wasn’t wafting into the ugly small room. My cock twitched, my balls tightening.
When I dared to caress her bottom again, a single moan slipped past her luscious lips. Her pussy was glistening, her hard nipples poking through the material of her top. I forced myself to look away briefly. “You’re aroused by this. That tells me you’ve known for a long time that discipline was good for you.”
“That’s crazy. I can’t stand you. Why would I want this?”
I crossed several lines, thrusting a single finger past her swollen folds, pumping several times. She arched her back, her eyes half closing as she moaned again.
When I removed my finger, I almost lost control, fucking her like a wild dog. Fortunately, I was able to hold my finger into the light. “See, sweetheart? You’re very wet.”
“Nope.”
“Open your mouth.”
“You’re crazy.”
“Five more added to your sentence.”
She opened her mouth in a hurry. When I shoved my finger inside, she immediately clamped her lips around it without me asking her to.
“That’s a good girl. I never lie, Sassy. Never. It just ain’t a good thing to do.”
I resumed the spanking seconds later, taking my time to cover every inch of the real estate on her bottom as well as the tops of her thighs. She jerked and kicked out several times, but held her own, taking her punishment like a good girl. I was satisfied that she’d remember the spanking for at least the rest of the day. I doubted she’d be comfortable sitting on the rest of her trip.
After the last one, I started to slide the strap back through the loops when I lifted my head, staring into her sultry eyes. Goddamn it. I couldn’t help myself. She was a temptation that I couldn’t avoid. As I started unfastening my jeans, she shifted her gaze in the mirror.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m going to fuck you, sweetheart, only this time, I’m fucking you in the ass. That’s what bad girls deserve.”
Harlow
The man had to be kidding me.
As I stared into the mirror, I realize very quickly that he wasn’t. Savage was going to make good on his promise to fuck me right here, in a dirty service station bathroom. In the ass. What shook me even more was the fact my mouth was watering, my pussy quivering. The taste of my desire lingered in my mouth, and I wanted to be disgusted, but this was even more exciting than the night before.
Are you out of your mind?
No. I had to shut down my emotions and desires. He thought he was oh-so powerful. He wasn’t.
I shoved the nagging voice aside, my fingers digging into the cheap porcelain, watching his every move. The man was a true savage in every sense of the word. As he freed his cock, I became lightheaded, opening my legs so wide they hurt. The spanking had been extremely painful, enough so I’d had to fight hard to keep from crying.
And I certainly hadn’t wanted to give the man the satisfaction.
There was no use in struggling to get away. The man was taking what he wanted. To hell with him.
This was… holy hell in a handbasket. I’d been fucked in the ass only once and I hadn’t liked it, but I had a feeling with him, I would enjoy just about anything he demanded of me. I was so wet that the scent continued to float into my nostrils. My entire body was shaking, my nipples aching to the point that I was about ready to beg him to torment them. I had a feeling he’d do that on his own.
His eyes were more piercing than ever as he took his position behind me, taking his time to caress the heated marks that would remain for days. I’d thought about his words, his certainty that I needed a firm hand. Hell, maybe he was right. I hadn’t managed to do so well in my life being a rebellious mouthy creature. That was for certain. However, I certainly couldn’t just look online for a disciplinarian. Okay, maybe I could, but that wasn’t the kind of powerful man I wanted in my life.
As he rolled his hands down my hips, shifting them to my aching bottom, I let out a series of moans.
“Are you going to be a good girl after I’m gone, Sassy? Will you learn to play by the rules and stop mouthing off to everyone?”
“Maybe.”
He cracked his hand against my bottom as a reminder. “Do you want to try that again?”
Why did the spanking turn me on so much? “Yes. Sir. I promise you, sir.”
What was ready to slip out of my mouth was that I needed him to reinforce that from time to time. I knew he’d laugh at me or worse.
“Excellent.” He lowered his head, using his chin to slide the hair from my neck. Then he licked all the way up to my ear, nipping my earlobe before sliding his tongue into the shell. I cocked my head, dazzling stars floating across my eyes. “You taste so damn good.”
He slipped his hand under my shirt, providing exactly what I needed, pinching my nipple until I whimpered.
“Yes.” My whisper had enough heat that steam drifted across the glass.
Savage tugged me away from the sink, arching my back even more. His upper lip curled, and he issued a subtle growl indicating possession. The sound reverberated in the small space, filling me with tickling little prickles of electricity. He pressed his cockhead against my soaked pussy, easily sliding it inside.
“God, I could fuck you for days.”
I wanted him to do exactly that. No. No. I couldn’t keep thinking this way. When he gripped my hip with his other hand, I took several deep breaths. Then he started fucking me in earnest, driving me against the sink, his muscles tensing. I couldn’t take my eyes off his pinched face, the big man doing what he could to control his needs. We’d never see each other again and if that was the case, this was one hot moment to remember.
His growls combined with my moans, the seductive music it created a perfect backdrop. He continued thrusting hard and fast, almost pushing me into an orgasm. The moment his face brightened, his pursed mouth turning into a grin, I took several shallow breaths.
“You wanted it rough, baby. That’s exactly what I’m going to give you.” He pulled out, then pressed the tip against my dark hole, immediately reaching around and flicking his finger back and forth across my clit.
I was so aroused my body spasmed. “Yes. Yes!”
As he pushed his cock inside my asshole, I tensed until he dropped his head once again, nipping my shoulder, speaking reassuring words. “Relax, baby. I might be large but I’m not gonna hurt you.”
I believed him. Hell, I trusted the man and I didn’t know his entire name. As he drove another inch or two inside, hitting the tight ring of muscle, I bucked hard against the sink, the discomfort becoming a shot of pain.
But as he continued pushing in an inch at a time, the agony quickly shifted into the kind of pleasure I hadn’t known existed. My muscles stretched and I was shocked as they accepted his huge girth. Shuddering, I slapped my hand against the mirror, the steamy surface masking our beautiful yet wicked interlude.
What did I care? After today, the delicious incident would be nothing but a tasty memory.
You go, girl. Protect yourself.
From what?
“Fuck, woman. You are so damn tight,” he huffed, the husky tone sending another thrill through me. He continued fingering me, a smirk crawling across his face. “You’re gonna come for me, baby.”
Panting, I dragged my tongue across my lips, my body jerking the second he was fully seated inside. Then as he started to fuck me, thrusting in and out in an orchestrated rhythm, I met every hard plunge, keeping my back arched. He continued tormenting me, pinching and caressing my clit, twisting my nipple until my entire body was lit up like a live wire.
“That’s it. Come for me.”
As his voice penetrated my eardrums, I concentrated on breathing, unable to keep the orgasm from rushing into me like a tidal wave. I slapped my hand on the mirror so many times I was certain it was going to shatter.
“Good girl. Yes. So tight.” He pounded like a wild man, growling the entire time as he fucked me.
I was lost in a cloudy haze, barely cognizant of anything but the extreme pleasure. The climax continued to drift through me, sparking a series of vibrations. The delicious moment was far too short. As his body stiffened, I squeezed my muscles with everything I had, finally closing my eyes as he erupted deep inside, filling me with his seed.
What a shame I’d never see him again. But it was for the best. I had to keep the promise I made to myself. I had to. Right? Maybe the best thing for me to do was to make certain I never saw him again.