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He was so going to pay for this.

But strangely, I’d stopped squirming. Stopped trying to get out from under his grip. I liked what was happening, even though I knew my face was beet red.

“So, Lacey, what I really want to talk about here is respecting yourself. See, when you act like the cunty little bitch you have been, you’re really hurting yourself. You’re hurting your soul, turning it black, bit by bit. It’s not cute. It’s not attractive. And the only people who’d put up with it are not the people you want in your life. Now, Seth, Parker, and I will tell you what’s up. We’re fucking honest. And right now, we want you to get your shit together. If you don’t—if you don’t wise up and soon, it will be too late. You’ll end up old, ugly, and alone.”

What? How dare he?

Okay, I might not be the nicest person in the world. But where did this asshole, who worked for me, get off talking to me like that?

Much less holding me over his lap, whether I was enjoying it or not?

I squirmed again, hoping I could somehow elbow him in the balls. But no such luck. I guess when you’re a trained security guy, you know to anticipate moves like that.

“Whatever, Rick,” I spat, trying to sound meaner than I felt. After all, his hand on my ass was not going unnoticed. It felt nice. Really nice. And the warmth, the nice gooey feeling, was spreading from my core to the rest of my body.

But I wasn’t letting him, or the other guys, know that. “Tell me, Rick, how long have you been saving that lame-ass speech for me? Has it been on the tip of your tongue since forever, dying to be spoken out loud, so you could put the little pop princess in her place in a way that no one else would dare to?”

Seriously. No one ever put me in my place. On one hand, I should be pissed. Indignant. But on the other, I was strangely… liking it.

As if I hadn’t spoken, his giant palm smoothed over my ass again, and I could swear it was accompanied by a quiet growl.

His strong hand held me down. He wasn’t rough, but he was firm. I couldn’t see him, but in my mind’s eye, I pictured the anger burning in his eyes. But that wasn’t all there was. No. There was something else.

Was it hunger?

Did he want something I had?

“Lacey, I think you need to be taught a lesson. In fact, all us guys think you need to be taught a lesson. A very important one. But don’t be afraid, we think you’ll like it.”

“What?” I snapped, the warmth in my core turning into something wet between my legs, soaking my thong panties.

I hoped Rick didn’t notice.

I wanted to get up. I wanted to leave my bedroom knowing there were no bad guys in my apartment or even my building. I wanted to just put on a mindless old episode of Sex and the City, and forget who I was, every responsibility hanging over my head, and especially the humiliation my security team was subjecting me to.

“Okay, guys. Look, I apologize. I… have had a lot on my mind. I shouldn’t have taken it out on you.”

There. That should do it. I can’t imagine they’d want any more than that.

“Hmmm. I don’t know. Guys, I think that sounds like the most lame-ass apology I’ve ever heard,” Parker laughed.

Rick and Seth joined him.

Really?

What the fuck did they want?

Hold on.

I’d just watched some kinky-ass movie the other night in my hotel room when I couldn’t sleep. I had an idea.

“I… guys, I’m a good girl. I just get… grumpy sometimes.”

That should do it. Play the good girl role. I waited for Rick to let me up. But it didn’t happen.

“I don’t know, Lacey. You’ve been mean and nasty for days. Years, actually,” Rick said.

A second later, I gasped. Cold air hit me as fingers hooked the waist of my yoga pants, tugging them to my thighs and leaving my ass bare for all to see.

“Lacey,” Seth piped up, “this is for your own good. We’re going to help you. You might not like it at first, but you will thank us later.”

“You know, you guys can fuck right off—” I squealed, twisting and turning on his lap again.

But before I could finish my tirade, his hand smacked my bottom, the sting jolting me and causing a new gush of wetness between my legs. After, he didn’t lift his hand but instead, kneaded my ass, rubbing and massaging the flesh until the sting somewhat faded into the background.

And in spite of myself, I moaned, pushing into his touch.

His fingers danced over my ass cheeks like feathers, teasing my heated skin. But he didn’t stop there.

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