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Is she for real right now? I start searching for a bag or a suitcase so I can start helping her pack her shit up. “I walked through your unlocked fucking door!”
I found one of the old backpacks she used to use for school when she was young. I remember it well since it was in my floorboard enough times. It will work.
“My door was locked, Bennet! I started locking it after you dropped in on me and your sister last weekend.” She grabs the bag and tries to pull it from my hands. “Put that down. I don’t want it torn up. I already told you I’m not leaving. We need to… call the police and file a report and I need to find out how that person got into my house, Bennet.”
I stand to my full height and yank her to me using the bag, “Baby, you can leave here dressed and of your own volition, or I can cuff you as is and carry you the fuck out of this house. Either way, you are leaving with me tonight!”
I’ve shocked her so much that her grip on the bag loosens and we stare at one another for a full second before I take the bag out of her hands and wrap my arm around her.
“If I handcuff you, princess, I will punish you.”
I watch as she takes a step back from me, pushing my arm from around her waist. She tightens the knot holding her towel on and her chin rises in a defiant way that I can read from a mile away. She’s going to push me. Call my bluff as she said the last time we were in this same position.
She takes another step back and then cocks her eyebrow at me. My cock hardens painfully at the implications that will result from her actions.
“You can’t make me leave, Bennet. I won’t go.”
I drop the backpack to the floor and stare her in the eyes with a rueful smile. “You’re refusing. Is that correct?”
“You can’t make me.”
I start for her, and she takes off, running out of the room and yelling as she goes. She doesn’t get very far before I catch up to her, stopping her before she can reach the stairs. I use her own momentum to turn her so I can push her up against the wall as she yells and cusses me at the top of her voice.
“You can’t do this! You have no right, you asshole! You…you…shithead!”
We fight for her wrists as she yells at me some more. Her hands come to rest on the wall by her head.
“Let me go! Let me go you mother fucker! You just wait until…” I slap the cuffs on one wrist and then maneuver her other one so I can lock the steel into place. She gasps and color flushes her cheeks and sweeps down her shoulders. Her eyes snap hell at me and she tries to wiggle out from between me and the wall.
“Bennet! I can’t believe you would do this. You just wait until I tell Bronte. Oh, or better yet, your momma! I’m going to get you in so much trouble, you aren’t going to be…”
I slap the round ass cheek that’s been wiggling against me and she yelps out but goes silent. I come closer so I am right up against her. She can probably feel my erection in full glory. All because of her and her damn wiggling.
“You aren’t going to tell anybody anything, baby, or I promise I will find something to take care of that mouth of yours.” She gasps so loud and deep that I can feel her body move under mine. “I told you this would be how it goes if you weren’t a good girl and making me chase after your pretty little ass is not good.”
I give her another smack and turn her from the wall.
“Bennet! You bastard, what do you think you are fucking doing?”
I bend so I can scoop her up over my shoulder and start walking her back to the bedroom. I let loose a volley of blows against her soft ass, all over the towel…for now, “I had no idea we were going to have to address that potty mouth of yours too. Little girls shouldn’t say such naughty words. I told you I would spank that ass! I told you! You only have yourself to blame.”
As soon as I sit her on her feet, she tries to make another run for it, but I take a seat on the bed and pull her down in my lap. Our eyes meet for a second before I tip her over my knee.
“Wait! What are you…? Damn it, Bennet, don’t!” She tries to move her cuffed hands down so she can cover what she knows I am after, but I pull them up easily since they are connected. “Bennet, please.”
She begs so sweetly now that she knows I’m not bluffing. “Too late, sweetheart. I promised you this and I’ll never break a promise to you.”
“It wasn’t a promise. It was a threat! Bennet!”
She tries to kick and flail her way off my lap, but I grab her by the hip and pull her closer to me as I rearrange us so one of my legs is on the floor while the top of her body is laid more along the bed and over my other leg. I trap her with one of her legs under mine and one over so all I have to do is move her a little and she would be riding my knee which I might make her do after I spank her. I haven’t decided yet.
I push her towel up around her waist and she explodes under me, screaming and yelling swear words at me, but she isn’t going to rush me. This is the first time I’ve seen Rory like this, and the memory needs to be relished. I have no idea what is happening between us, but I do know I won’t ever forget this moment.
I ghost my hand over the soft twin swells of her ass without touching just yet. She’s still giving me sass as I lay the first smack on her bare bottom and watch the skin flush pink as it bounces under my hand. Yeah, there’s no way in hell I’ll ever forget this moment for as long as I live.
Chapter Eleven
Rory
