“Ginny, I’m so far beyond angry that it’s not even in the ballpark of what I’m feeling.”
“Then I definitely don’t want to have sex.”
“Good, I don’t either,” he said stonily.
If he didn’t want to have sex, then why was he removing her clothes? Realization dawned on her when Ginny felt the belt being removed from her foot. Not liking the expression on his face, self-preservation kicked in and she tried to wiggle out from underneath him.
“Nope, you have a lesson to learn, and you’re not getting off this bed until you learn it.”
Unwisely, Ginny gave him a haughty tilt of her head to jut her chin out at him. “I really don’t appreciate this caveman tactic.”
She was given a second of satisfaction when Gavin leveraged his body to the side—until she found herself face-planted in the mattress as he flipped her over.
Turning her head to the side, she saw his hand come up. “You wouldn’t dar—”
The smart smack to her bottom proved he would.
The thin material of her panties didn’t provide any protection as she remained frozen in amazement that he had actually spanked her.
“Oh, hell no ….” Ginny started to get to her knees, only to feel another hard smack on her bottom.
“You try to get up, I’m only going to give you more,” he warned.
She screeched at him, “My daddy never even had the nerve to—”
“Yeah, well, he should have,” he replied, spanking her again.
Red-hot pain flamed across her bottom.
“This is so childish! I will not be treated like this!”
Were the smacks getting harder? she wondered as another steak of fire lit upon on her ass.
“Did you yell at Silas when he spanked you for being on the roof?”
Another whack of his palm landed for her stubborn silence.
“Did you?”
“No,” she mumbled. Pride gone out the door after the stinging in her bottom became more pronounced.
“Why not?” Gavin raised his palm from her bottom, keeping it poised in the air as he waited for her answer.
“I scared him.”
The palm came down again, and Ginny let his hand connect two more times before turning to curl against his knees.
“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you.”
Giving a ragged groan, he lifted her to hold her alongside him. Ginny felt the rough texture of his breath against her throat.
“Gavin, do you like me?”
“I’m still deciding.”
Her lips curled up in a smile. At least it wasn’t a flat-out no. “I think you like me a little.” She wanted to wrap her arms around his sides, but she kept her arms pressed between them, not wanting to ruin the tender moment by making him nauseous.
Loving Gavin did have its drawbacks, but damn, when he let his guard down, however small, it was like discovering a whole new universe.
“I’d like you a whole lot better if you quit dragging me into your lamebrained schemes.”
“They aren’t lamebrained,” she denied, rubbing her cheek against his. “They are carefully thought out.”
“Really?” Gavin pulled her away from him to give her a small shake. “If the hot cornbread fucking messes you have dragged me into, not once, not twice, but three times now, have been carefully thought out, then I won’t live to see what the fuck you get into when you’re flying by the seat of you pants.”
“You’re back to not liking me again, aren’t you?” she asked dolefully.
“Ginny, I’m being serious.”
“I know you are.” Pulling herself out of his arms fully, she laid back down on the bed on her stomach. Then she reached behind herself to lightly spank her bottom, trying to lighten the mood. “Go ahead. I won’t stop you. I deserve it.”
Gavin frowned down at her, his eyes going half-mast while his expression turned icy. Then, twisting himself off the bed, he removed his pants and shoes.
Recognizing she was clearly out of her depths, Ginny took a gulp of air and started to roll from the bed. A hand on the small of her back prevented her from doing so.
“Oh no, you don’t. Clearly, you haven’t learned your lesson. Silas must have worn your ass out to keep you off the roof.”
A spurt of relief poured through her when he flipped her onto her back.
Women who found it sexually exciting to be spanked was a mystery to her. Obviously, they had never been spanked by Gavin, or they had masochistic tendencies and needed counseling.
“Luckily for you, I never really believed corporal punishment works, especially when someone really wants to deny someone’s authority over them.”
Ginny really didn’t like the direction Gavin was heading. “No one is the boss of me.”
Gavin stared at her sternly. “I beg to differ.”
Yeah, she really didn’t like where this was going.
“Especially where your safety is concerned. You can be cute all day if you want to be, but when you think of placing yourself in front of me because you think I can’t deal with the repercussions, then woman, you’re barking up the wrong fucking tree.”