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When he brought the strap down four times, I couldn’t help whimpering.
“Ouch!” I yelled, shifting back and forth.
“You know what they say about rounds of discipline,” he said in his far-too sensual voice.
“Yeah. Yeah. That they’re supposed to hurt.”
He delivered five or six, one coming right after the other and the tingling deep in my core was spectacular. I was panting, juice trickling along my inner thighs.
“My very beautiful yet bad girl. Incidentally, we need to finish the book. I have a publisher who is very interested.”
Two more cracks and I was panting. “I am your co-author. Right?”
“We’ll negotiate.” He was laughing.
“I’ll kick your butt if I’m not on that book jacket.”
“Oh, yeah?”
I lost count as he continued, the volley hard and long. But all it did was push my fantasies into the forefront of my mind, the sweet knowledge that I was exactly where I needed to be, something I hoped would stay with me for a long time.
He was whistling. Really? Was this man kidding me?
“Hell, yes. I am your co-author.”
When he said nothing, I wasn’t certain whether to be upset or annoyed. Maybe I’d need to remind him just how invaluable I was.
Seconds later, he tossed the belt, his breathing heavy as he adjusted my clothes. When he brought me to a standing position, immediately spinning me around, the look in his eyes was so deep, so intense I was mesmerized.
But it was his words that would always warm my heart.
“Baby, you aren’t just my co-author. You’re my everything. Never forget that.” Easton captured my mouth and for a few beautiful seconds, I fell into the kind of blurry fantasy all little girls dreamed of.
Along with their wedding day, which I refused to think about.
After all, the man hadn’t made enough of a fool of himself. Had he?
Eight days later
Easton
“There you are,” Creed said as he broke away from the crowd he’d immersed himself in.
“There’s that beautiful baby boy,” my lovely fawn said from beside me.
“That’s my nephew indeed.” In my hands were almost a dozen presents Sara had insisted on purchasing.
At least Bella was coming to my rescue, the little tyke planted on her hip.
“You must be Sara,” Bella said with a huge smile on her face.
“My co-author, this is Bella, the light of Creed’s life. The truth is she makes the man tolerable.”
Creed was glowing almost as much as Bella was.
“Don’t mind him,” Sara piped in, taking a few presents from my arms and placing them carefully on the overfilled table. “He’s been cranky since I’m keeping him on a short leash so we can finish our book.”
Styx and Emily walked up just in time to overhear her.
