ANMELDENMurphy restrained Layla’s arms and snagged a paddle off the cart. He grabbed a fistful of her hair, raising her head. “Twenty swats. You will count them down from twenty. And if I’m not convinced you’ve learned your lesson, I will add twenty more from the cane. Are we clear?”“Yes, Sir.”He moved behind her. He swung, the paddle connected with her skin, high on her left butt cheek.“Twenty. Thank you, Sir.”The next blow hit in the same place.“Nineteen. Thank you, Sir.”The next blow lower. Each blow precisely placed so every inch of Layla’s ass was cherry red.But that wasn’t all that was red. Ben murmured, “Look at her pu**y. See how wet and swollen it is? These last ten aren’t punishment for her. They’re her reward for takin’ the punishment. Understand?”She nodded against his neck.Murphy bellowed, “I can’t hear you, sub. Louder.”“Three. Thank you, S-sir.”Layla’s voice had taken on a dreamlike quality. The last two blows landed so close to her cunt she moaned. When Murphy finis
Lightning fast, Ben trapped her face between his hands. “You’ll see plenty of smiles from me tonight.” He pressed his mouth to hers, letting the kiss linger, but not taking it deeper.A delicate shiver rippled through her. When she attempted to retreat, he let her.“It’s time.” He removed the white bracelet and slid it across the table.She removed the gold bracelet and exchanged it for the white one.“Now. Let’s talk about hard limits,” he said.“No other players.”“Understood.”“No public scenes between us.”That put a kink in his kinky plans. “You’re sure?”“I’m positive.”“How do you know you won’t like it until you’ve tried it?” he countered.She shook her head. “That’s a hard limit. No exceptions.”“Fine. What else?”“No anal.”“Have you ever experimented with it?”Two bright pink spots appeared on her cheekbones. “No. And I don’t want to start tonight.”“Okay. What about bondage?”“Yes, because I assume you know what you’re doing with ropes and such?”“I’ve had a few years of p
That comment sounded far too practiced. She placed her hands on his face to stop his marauding mouth. “Hold on there, slick. I don’t know if that’s in the cards.”Bennett truly appeared confused. “Why not?”“Because I’m in charge, remember?”“Right. Sorry, Ma’am.”The man didn’t look the teeniest bit repentant.Ainsley stood and discreetly put on her g-string. “While I’m considering our options, I could use a stiff drink.”“Let’s head back to the main room so we can talk.”She trembled when his warm, insistent lips followed the slope of her shoulder as he helped her put on her robe.His huskily whispered, “I like the way you tremble in my arms,” only caused her to tremble harder.They’d exited the room and reached the end of the hallway, when the owner shouted, “Bennett! There’s a malfunction with the pulley system in room nine. I need your help.”Bennett sighed. “I’ll meet you as soon as I’m done, okay?”Ainsley strolled into the crowded main room, feeling out of place. Her little bi
He hissed.Ainsley stroked the hard, heated flesh. “Tell me what you like.” He sucked in another sharp breath when her thumb swept beneath the cockhead.“I like that. But…”Her hand didn’t stop moving, her eyes never wavered when she asked, “But what?”“But I’d rather f**k you. I’d rather watch you get off again.”Something about his response seemed rehearsed. Something about the too-bright look in his eyes told her that he wasn’t used to being manhandled. Which made sense, if his reason to switch to submissive was to feel pain. His submissive role tonight wouldn’t be the same as other times.She rolled to the tips of her boots and pressed her lips to his. “As delighted as I am by your selfless sentiment, Bennett, it’s not your decision, is it?”A tiny flare of anger replaced the pleasure in his eyes. “No.”“No what?”“No, Ma’am.”“Good answer.” Ainsley angled her head to feel his downy chest hair brush her cheek. She nuzzled his pectoral, breathing in his warm, earthy scent. He groan
“This is one of the more extreme things you’ll see. For that woman, the more men involved in the scene, the better.”“M-more than two men?” Ainsley stuttered.“Yep. I’ve seen her take six men at one time.” His lips skimmed the underside of her jaw, sending tingles down the left side of her body. “Wanna know how that works?”“No.”He chuckled. “Such a bad liar. You’re tryin’ to figure out where six cocks are gonna go, so let me set the scene. She’d have one in her pu**y, one in her ass, one in her mouth. Another would be f**king her tits. The last two? One in each hand.”Talk about multitasking.“And she really gets off on the guys comin’ all over her. On her face, her tits, her ass.”Again, she was speechless.“Not your thing?” Bennett asked softly.“Being coated in cum? No.”“What about multiple partners? Does the thought of two men touching you, f**king you, bending you to their will send a shiver of want down your spine?”“No. I’m more of a one-on-one type, I think.”He placed anot
“You wanna stay and watch this one?” Bennett murmured in her ear.Yes please. “Ah. No. Why?”“Because you stopped.”The warmth of his chest heated her spine from the top of her butt to her shoulders and she wanted to rest her body against his fully.Do it. He’s yours to command for the night, isn’t he?The millisecond she eased back, Bennett’s hands circled her hips, bringing their bodies closer. “I like the feel of you,” he murmured.No one seemed to care they were watching this guy’s blowjob. In fact, two other couples joined. One man played with his woman’s br**sts, murmuring in her ear while she writhed against his groin. The other woman fell to her knees, ripping open her partner’s jeans and greedily stuffing his dick in her mouth.Ainsley turned her head slightly, drawing in the clean scent of Bennett’s skin. “Want to takes bets on who finishes first?”His low chuckle vibrated down her neck.The first guy rammed his c**k fully into his woman’s mouth. His eyes locked to hers as h
And what Dash Paulson found sort of shocked us.”“What’s that?”“We were under the impression that if just one of us wanted to sell our portion of the ranch, the other three owners would be forced to sell theirs too. Which is how Casper tried to control us, or at least got away with a lot more shit th
“But—”“Ava. Stop.” Even as Chase’s conscience warned No no no, his body urged him closer with Yes yes yes. He slipped his hand around the back of her neck and angled his head until their lips were barely an inch apart. Kissing her jaw, her chin. Soft, teasing smooches. Dragging out the innocent kiss
“Of course they will. Are you by a computer? Sorry. Stupid question. Go to Faces of Rodeo dot com.”“I’m there. What is it?”“A new magazine I created,” she said with pride.“Seriously, Ava, this is your brainchild?” Computer keys clicked in the background. “The Check back for more details on the main
How many more bulls would he get on today?All of them, until he rode at least one.Another hour passed. Then two. Chase stayed on bull number sixteen the full eight seconds. She didn’t get caught up in the clapping and whistles from Gemma, the kids and the guys because she was too busy taping the tri







