exactly a spoiled ass brat."
His eyes narrowed. "Not usually but last night?"
I eyed him warily. "What about last night?"
"I'm pretty sure you broke into my room, rifled through my things and—oh, yeah—you left one of those damn suckers stuck to my coffee table again."
I bit my lip and dropped my gaze to the floor. "Is this where I get punished?"
"Yep."
I squealed with surprise as he jerked free my towel and yanked me down across his lap. He wore only a pair of black cotton shorts so I could feel the erection straining against the thin fabric. It stabbed into my lower belly.
Tipped forward, I instinctively put my fingertips on the floor to steady myself. A shiver rippled along my spine as Gage's rough palm caressed my bare ass. I licked my lips and tried to calm my raw nerves. I had a feeling I wasn't going to like this very much.
"You broke into my room seven or eight times."
"Yes, Sir."
"You searched my private things."
"Yes, Sir."
"You left one of those damn suckers on my furniture again."
"Yes, Sir."
"Hmmm," he said, exaggerating the sound. "That sounds like, oh, fifteen swats?"
My eyes widened. "Fif-fifteen? No! That's too many."
"You shouldn't have been such a bad, bad girl."
"No. Wait. I— ow !" I tensed as the first smack of his big hand cracked my ass. The blast of pain prickled along my bare skin. I started to wiggle on his lap and tried to get free. His arm pressed against my upper back, holding me in place. "Oh! Oh no ! No!"
"Hold still or else I'll make you count them and thank me."
I stopped fighting. "Please, Gage. No more."
He laughed. "You aren't getting out of this one so easily."
"Ow! Oh ! Ow!"
Gage's hand smacked my bottom over and over again. Heat blossomed under his palm. The loud cracks echoed in my room. I tried not to squirm but it was too hard to stay totally still. Instinct told me to move, to get my ass the hell out of the way.
"Ouch! Jeez!" I inhaled sharply as his palm bounced off my backside again. "Damn! It was one fucking sucker, Gage!"
"Excuse me?" He used that harsh, stern tone I was coming to recognize as his Dom's voice. "Did you just cuss at me, Meg?"
"I—oh, hell." There was no denying that one. Glumly, I said, "Yes, Sir."
"I think that's five more swats."
"Oh shit."
"Really, Meg? That's two more."
I clamped my lips together. At this rate, I was going to be black and blue before it was all over. He popped me twice more and I started to tear up a little. Fuck but that big hand of his hurt!
He shifted his legs, widening his thighs, and I gasped. My clit was now in constant contact with his thigh. Every whack of his palm forced my clit against his hard, muscular leg. It didn't take me long to realize I could have a little pleasure with that pain.
I cried out with each smack but started to moan a little as my clit started to throb. Oh, that was nice . " Ah !"
Gage chuckled as his hand delivered those last few whacks. "I see we've made a little discovery." His hands forced my thighs wide open, and he explored my soaking slit with his fingers. “Feel this wet pussy?” He clicked his teeth. "Such a dirty, dirty girl. What am I going to do with you, Meg?"
Even though my ass was on fire, I couldn't ignore my throbbing clit or the aching need building inside me. "Fuck me, Sir. Please just fuck me."
He laughed at my entreaty but didn't deny my request. He picked me up and dropped me face-down on the bed. A white-hot frisson of anticipation pierced my belly. I gripped my fluffy comforter in both hands as Gage knelt behind me and grasped my thighs. He lifted my butt high in the air and opened my pussy with his fingers.
"Gage!" I shouted his name as I felt his tongue invading me. He wiggled it inside. My fingers tightened around the fistfuls of comforter I held. I pumped my hips and relished the wickedness of the act. He ate my pussy like a starving man, his tongue darting inside my slick passage and then swirling around my clit.
Just when I started to get