Teaser Tuesday - Her Excuse is that She Wants Him

 

Evie

Bloody hell. Bloody Captain Browne. Bloody betraying body.

Because she should be resisting him, should be fighting him, but the bloody man tipped her over his lap and her body lit up like the fireworks at Vauxhall. She should not like this as much as she did.

On the other hand, as long as she did like it, why deny herself the pleasure?

You are treading into dangerous waters.

The warning bells trilling in her head were not nearly as strong as the demands of her body. From the moment he’d picked her up over his shoulder and carried her off, Evie had been struggling with her desire. She could have forced him to let her go, but she used the excuse of not wanting to draw too much attention to them as a reason not to fight. Now she was over his lap, and what was her excuse?

A rough hand ran over the sensitive skin of her bottom and Evie had to bite back a moan.

My excuse is that I want him to do this.

Any other man and she would have been fighting like a hellcat, but with Captain Browne, all the things that should infuriate her made her want to purr for him.

“I said you would be allowed to help with the investigation.” Captain Browne lifted his hand and brought it down hard on her upturned arse, making Evie gasp at the hot sting of flesh meeting flesh. The pain was brief, stoking the arousal already churning in her core. “Only one person can be in charge and that is me.”

His hand came down again, making Evie squirm. Was it her imagination or was he spanking her harder than he had before? Evie closed her eyes, trying to ignore his voice and focus on the sensations. The way her skin tingled where he’d spanked her. The growing heat in her belly. The slick wetness between her thighs and the pleasure that rushed through her when she pushed her hips forward, rubbing her front against his hard thigh.

She could feel his cock pressing into her side, so she knew he was not unaffected by this either.

Two more swats came down on her bare bottom, one on each cheek, and Evie did gasp as his hand landed on spots that were already smarting from his previous smacks.

“If you wanted to come to the Tramp’s Den, you should have told me so.”

Two more swats.

“Would you shut up?” She turned to look at him over her shoulder. “You are ruining it.”

Captain Browne stared back at her with bemusement, his hand frozen in the air where it had been about to descend again.

“Ruin what?”

“My spanking! Stop talking!”

The utter disbelief that filled his eyes was almost comical, and if she was not so aroused and frustrated by his incessant chatter, she would have laughed.

“There is no point to punishing you if we do not go over why you are being punished. You put yourself over my knee easily enough. You know you have earned this, but-” That was enough of that, Evie shook her head, cutting him off.

“I am not letting you spank me because I think I deserve it.” The big oaf would think that. “I am letting you spank me because I like it.”

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