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Willa wiggled onto her side and smiled seductively. She trailed her hand trail down his softly furred chest, stopping to outline his well-developed pecs and washboard abs, following the line of dark hair past his naval to his fully erect cock. He really needed to get better at deflecting her obvious ways of trying to avoid a spanking. The fact was he never woke up without a hard-on, mainly because his cock knew it would find Willa’s pussy wet and willing.
“Wouldn’t you rather fuck than fuss?” she purred.
“What I’d rather is not reach for you to pull you underneath me and find you missing. Damn it, Willa, were the horses being held by some of the rustlers?”
“Held?”
Mac swore and reached over, swatting her another handful of times, but not allowing her to move away from him. He was pissed, but he was horny, and he meant to get between her legs before she got out of bed again.
“I’m going to take that as a yes. Jesus, woman. You and I are going to have to come to a meeting of the minds about this bullshit mission you seem to be on.”
“It’s not bullshit, Mac. It’s important to me.”
He took a deep breath, trying not to lose his temper, but this was becoming a bad and frequent habit. As the price per pound for horses in Canada and Mexico continued to rise, there were groups of rustlers who were exploiting the market and making serious money. Willa’s actions were putting her in the crosshairs of some dangerous men, who would think nothing of shooting her and leaving her to rot in the desert.
“I know it is, Cowgirl, but those guys are bad news, and going up against them all by yourself just isn’t smart. At some point, they might start playing hardball.”
“I might point out to you, Marshal McDaniel, I can take care of myself.” She allowed her hand to trace the base of his cock. “After all, I got the drop on you the first time we met, didn’t I? Mac?”
“What?” he growled, becoming more aroused with each passing moment.
“Shut up and kiss me,” she whispered against his lips.
“I’m going to do a whole lot more than kiss you, Willa, and if you aren’t careful, I’m going step up the consequences of you ignoring me about this. Damn it, woman, you’re going to follow the rules… especially those meant to keep you safe.”
Mac knew she wasn’t inclined to listen at this point. The fact was if he didn’t put her over his knee again, scolding her was fairly pointless. She was stubborn, and while he could usually redirect her behavior, his job kept him away from home too often to be really effective. He needed to figure something out. He didn’t like having to spank her right before he went into the field or the first night he got home. He knew she’d become adept at hiding what she was up to. Somehow, he’d slipped into the bad habit of not asking her, and she just skated around the truth.
All his thoughts about cracking down on her were rapidly being replaced by thoughts of getting between her legs and fucking her silly. The fact was as much as he enjoyed spanking Willa, and as much as she needed it, they both preferred when he allowed himself to be maneuvered into making love instead of taking care of business. He knew she was topping from the bottom, but all he wanted at the moment was to sink his hard shaft into her wet heat. He groaned as she wrapped her hand around his hard cock and stroked him, never quite going past its head. She wiggled closer to him, and he reached around to grasp her buttocks, smiling as she winced. The sting wouldn’t last long, but at least he’d made his point. He pulled her against him as his dick nudged between her legs.
Mac brought his mouth down, capturing hers in a passionate kiss. His tongue dueled with hers for supremacy, and he didn’t let up until she surrendered to him. In this, at least, he was always dominant. He pushed her onto her back and trailed a line of kisses from her mouth down to her breasts. Taking an engorged nipple into his mouth to suck, he was encouraged to feel her body yield to desire as he tugged and nipped her pebbled peak.
“Mac,” she sighed his name as she pushed his hand down between her legs.
“What’s the matter, Cowgirl? You want something more than my mouth on your tits?”
“Yes, damn it,” she snarled.
Mac could sense her arousal feeding her aggravation, with the latter getting the upper hand. Her body began to lose its inherent suppleness that existed when she had succumbed to her own need for him. She squirmed and tried to put distance between them. Past experience taught him he could turn that annoyance back to passion, and dominating her sexually would result in her being more inclined to follow his lead. While spanking had a part in their relationship, his ability to force her to capitulate to him in bed allowed him to work off some of his own irritation and made Willa much easier to handle.
“Don’t I always give you what you need?” he asked seductively as he soothed her body.
“Mac,” she threatened.
He chuckled as he moved his mouth from one breast to the other, and the hand she’d been trying to get him to use to play with her clit and pussy, instead pinching and tugging her tightly beaded and overly sensitized nipple.
“Naughty girl. I think someone needs to be tamed.”
“You know, Marshal, I could find someone else to share my bed.”
“No, you couldn’t. Not that you wouldn’t have a lot of offers, but I’d run off any bastard looking to trespass on what I consider mine.”
Willa smiled and nuzzled him, kissing and nipping along his strong jawline. “And would I be included in the things that belong to you?”
“Damn straight, Cowgirl. You know you’re mine, right?”
“Maybe,” she said coyly. “But if you don’t quit fucking around, that could change.”
“I see,” he drawled. “How about I spend enough time between your legs, you can’t walk for the rest of the day?”
