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“I haven’t been waiting so long for you to kiss me to settle for that,” she said before capturing his mouth with her own and wrapping her arms around his neck.
His response was everything Mandy could have wanted. He quickly took command of the kiss, putting both of his hands on her ass, lifting her up, and molding her to his strong frame. She had to stifle her urge to giggle. The hard cock hiding behind the fly of his jeans was proof positive, the marshal had more than a friendly hug on the agenda for the evening. She was looking forward to seeing and feeling it more intimately.
John pressed his lips against hers and probed her mouth with his tongue. There was something about the way he did it that fanned the flames of her desire. It wasn’t an invasion of her mouth, more an invitation for her tongue to dance with his while he still kept control.
She opened her eyes to see his blazing back at her with lust and something more. She didn’t know if she wanted the something more, but she was definitely interested in the lust. His gaze dropped from her face to her chest. She blushed, knowing without a bra, he could see how stiff her nipples were through the thin cotton of her blouse. Just as she was congratulating herself on her dinner plans, her reverie, not to mention her libido, was cut short by his hand swatting her backside.
“That’s enough, Mandy. I think that answers your question about how I’d like to see this evening's progress. You want to put that motor on idle and behave yourself?”
“That hurt!” she accused, trying to push away from him.
He cupped her ass with his hands and held her tight.
“Not as much as it will if you don’t settle down.”
Struggling in his embrace, she realized just how strong he was when he tightened his hold on her buttocks, and she couldn’t move.
“Let go.”
“No,” John said patiently. “We need to sit down and talk.”
“I’m not sure I want to talk to you.”
“Not your call,” he said, his voice deepening. “I wasn’t planning on having this conversation quite so soon, but I’m not sure it can wait. Let’s sit on the couch and talk about things.”
“Seriously, Hampton, you don’t get to dictate to me in my own home.”
“Whether or not I dictate to you isn’t really the question. The consequences of what happens when you don’t mind me are what we need to discuss. Now, we can either do that with both of us sitting…”
“How the hell else would we do it?” she demanded.
“With me sitting and you facedown over my knee.”
Despite the way his words made her arousal spike, her nipples harden that much more, and desire pooled between her legs. She couldn’t believe he’d just said that. Was he really threatening to spank her?
“Who the fuck do you think you are?”
He tucked a lock of her hair behind her ear and leaned down to kiss her again. She hated the fact that instead of bringing her knee up between his legs or at least trying to push him away, she melted into him.
“I think, Mandy Adams,” John whispered against her lips, “I’m the man who’s going to lead in this relationship, and you’re the one who’s going to follow. You have far too beautiful a mouth to fill it with such ugliness, so watch your language.”
She rolled her eyes. “You are so full of shit. Ouch!” she said as his hand reconnected with her ass, cutting her off.
“That’s enough, Mandy. Now, do you want to sit down and talk or keep pushing to see if I’m making idle promises?”
“Threats, you mean.”
“No, I mean promises. For the record, I won’t ever promise to do something I won’t do. Face-to-face or facedown? Your choice.”
This time before he could kiss her again, she kicked him in the shin since she couldn’t bring herself to knee him in the nuts. His face took on a look of resolve, though a somewhat softened version of the one she’d seen that first night when he’d come to her rescue—the fact she didn’t need rescuing wasn’t the point.
“Facedown it is,” he said with resignation.
Before she could absorb his meaning or react, he led her to the sofa, sat down, and pulled her across his lap. She was completely unprepared for the strength of the swat to her buttocks.
“Ouch!”
Smack! Smack! Smack!
