“Third, and most important, you’ve been completely unreasonable. You never let me explain what you saw. You just jumped to conclusions, and I’m gonna spank you until you agree to sit quietly and listen to me.”
“I will,” she said quickly. “I’ve already decided to do that. I want to know, I do, I swear.”
“You think sayin’ that is gonna stop me from warmin’ your ass?”
“Uh, maybe, maybe not, but it’s the truth.”
“Then I’m glad you finally came to your senses,” he said smoothing his hand over her bottom, “but it doesn’t change how you acted back then, it doesn’t mean you don’t need a good spankin’ for bein’ such a brat, and it doesn’t mean I’m not gonna swat you good for your prank, startin’ right now!”
Raising his hand he let it fly in a flurry of slaps, delivering three at a time to each cheek, continuing until her entreaties and apologies started to sound sincere.
“Stand up and drop your jeans,” he commanded moving his leg off hers.
“What? Are you serious?”
“Do I sound like I’m in a jokin’ mood?” he said sternly, landing another hard smack. “If you don’t do as I say I’ll fetch me a switch.“
“Okay,” she said quickly, crawling off his lap, “but my ass is on fire already, and I said I was sorry.”
“You’re not sorry enough, not by a long shot,” he retorted as he watched her unzip her pants and lower them to her knees. “Come on, back over my lap.”
Leaning forward she wriggled into position, and ignoring her objections as he slipped her pink panties down to her thighs, he stared at her red backside and let out a sigh of satisfaction.
“I don’t know what’s gonna happen after we leave here, but before I finish reddenin’ your backside, there’s a couple of things I’m gonna say. Are you payin’ attention?”
“Yes, I’m listening.”
“I love you, Bridget, and back when I first said those words I meant them. I made you a promise, I told it was just you ’n me. What you saw was totally innocent, but instead of talkin’ to me, instead of trustin’ me, you believed all the bullshit. You think you were hurt? Damn, girl, you ripped my heart out.”
“I’m sorry,” she sighed. “You’re right, I should have talked to you, asked you about it.”
“Yeah, you’re darn tootin’ you should’ve. Now I’ve got a newsflash for you. I’m the reason you got this job. I arranged this whole thing.”
“What? What are you talking about?”
“That’s how much I care, girl, that’s how much I needed to see you. You wouldn’t even pick up the damn phone, and I was determined to find a way to get through to that stubborn, thick, obstinate head of yours. Now you’re exactly where you deserve to be, over my knee gettin’ your butt tanned.”
Before she had a chance to respond he dispatched his hand, peppering her skin with a volley of swats, roaming the smacks from her sensitive sit spot to the center of her cheeks. He didn’t pause, he didn’t pay attention to her pleas and apologies, but continued to spank her until her pale moons had been transformed into a glowing pair of twin red planets.
“There. I hope I made my point.”
“OW! OOWW! Caden, you spanked me so hard. It hurts so much.”
“Good. I’m gonna rub you for a while and I want you thinkin’ about everythin’ I said. You hear me?”
“I do, Caden. I hear you.”
He squeezed and fondled her scorched cheeks until he felt her begin to relax, then helping her up he brought her into his lap.
“Do you want me to hold you?”
“Very much,” she managed. “I feel like I want to cry.”
“Please, do, darlin’,” he said tenderly as he helped her curl into his lap. “You need to, you need to cry in my arms, ‘cos you’ve been cryin’ without them and that’s a real lonely feelin’.”
“I’m such an idiot,” she muttered as the first tears began to spill.
“No argument there,” he sighed stroking her hair, “but I think you’ve learned a real valuable lesson.”
“Many lessons,” she sobbed, “and I’m so, so sorry I hurt you. That’s the worst thing of all, that I hurt you. I can’t believe you went to so much trouble to fix all this.”
“When a cowboy loves a woman…“
“You said that to me so many times. You yelled at my door, and I’ve wondered almost every day how that sentence ends, but now I think I know,” she sighed. “When a cowboy loves a woman he’ll do anything for her. Caden, thank you, I’ve missed you so much.”
“I’ve missed you too, darlin’. Been as mad as hell, but yeah, baby, I’ve missed you like crazy,” he declared holding her tightly, “and that’s not the end of that sentence, but it’s close. You’ll figure it out one of these days.”
“Can’t you just tell me?”
“Nope. You’ve gotta get there on your own.”
“Ooh, my ass is so sore.”
“I hope it stays that way for a while.”
“Why?”
“It’ll remind you how much I love you, and make damn sure you never pull crap like that again. You gotta problem, you face it, talk about it, and fix it. All you did was throw a huge hissy fit.”
“What happens now?” she asked snuggling against him.
“We’re goin’ back to either your cabin or my room, and we’re gonna talk.”
“Your room please. There are too many staff members running around the cabins.”
“My room it is.”
“Caden, you’re right about one thing.”
“I’m right about a lot more than just one, darlin’.”
“Probably,” she mumbled.
“Go on, what’s the one thing?”
“If you had, uh…never mind.”
“If I’d spanked you ages ago, you wouldn’t have been so quick to judge, and definitely would not have been so difficult.”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“I promise you,” he said clutching her hair and pulling back her head. “If we find our way back together, you’d better believe I won’t hesitate to take you in hand. I will blister your butt when you need it, so you’d better think about that, ‘cos I mean it, sweetheart.”
His words sent a rush of hot longing through her body, and she wriggled on his lap.
“Oh, Bridget,” he sighed locking her eyes. “That’s exactly what you want, isn’t it, darlin’?”
“Yes, Caden, I didn’t know that until just now, but yes, it is.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
When they reached his room, Bridget pulled off her boots and peeled off her jeans while Caden called Richard to let him know she’d be unavailable for the rest of the afternoon.
“Does this mean I’ve lost my latest employee?” Richard asked.
“I guess that’s up to her, but I owe you one. A big one!”
“It didn’t take you very long,” Richard remarked. “I thought I’d be stuck with you for at least a week.”
“No, thank the Lord,” Caden replied. “We’ll see you at dinner. I guess it’s the last one with your troops until next month.”
“Yes, but there won’t be many there tonight. Most of the staff settle back into their cabin life the night before we start back up, and those that go home for a break rarely stop in at the house.”
“You can count on us,” he promised. “I’ll see you soon.”
Hanging up the phone he turned his attention to Bridget, engulfing her in his arms, and closing his eyes he smelled the familiar scent of her hair, a smell he’d been thinking about every day since their separation so many weeks before.
“Bratty Bridget, that’s what you were, and such a stubborn girl.”
“I know, I’m sorry. I could say it a hundred times and it wouldn’t be enough.”
“Once is all I need, if you mean it,” he said softly.
“I do,” she sighed, “you know I do. I hope you don’t mind me pulling off my jeans. They were scratching my skin.�
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“Takin’ off your jeans is something I’ll never complain about,” he said with a smile. “Let’s sit on the bed, it’ll be a bit more comfortable for your butt than the couch. It’s time to straighten all this out.”
“I still can’t believe you got me this job,” she declared as they walked slowly to the bed. “It’s such an exclusive place. Why didn’t you ever tell me about it?”
“First things first,” he said firmly. “What you saw.”
“Right,” she nodded.
Climbing on to the bed, she sat next to him, sitting propped up against the headboard with her arm looped around his.
“That girl you saw me hugging,” Caden began, “her name is Melinda Goodwin. Valentino was her horse and-”
“What? Valentino?” she interrupted. “I don’t understand.”
“Let me finish and you will,” he scolded.
“Sorry. It just took me by surprise.”
“I found Melinda that horse about six years ago. She grew up with him, competed, did real well, but she was headin’ off to college overseas and she couldn’t bear to sell him to strangers, so she asked me if I’d give him a home. She knew I’d take good care of him, and she’d be able visit him whenever she wanted. Obviously I can’t do that with every horse I sell, but he’s a special one, and I’ve always been real fond of Melinda, so I agreed. That hug you saw was because she’d just said goodbye to him. She needed to see me, get some comfort and reassurance.”
“Ooh, no. Caden, I’m so, so sorry.”
“Why wouldn’t you talk to me?” he asked, a deep frown crossing his brow.
“I don’t know. I should have. I guess it was because when I first starting going out with you, everyone told me I was crazy, that you were player, that you were a cheat.”
“Hey! You can stop right there. I’ve never been a cheat. Yeah, I dated a lot, and some of the girls I went out with thought there was more to it than there was, but I never lied to any of ‘em. Not one.”
“I’m so embarrassed.”
“You ever hear the sayin’, a girl’s gotta kiss a lotta frogs before she finds her handsome Prince?”
“Of course.”
“Well, darlin’, it goes the other way too. A guy’s gotta kiss a lotta girls before he finds his Princess.”
“I guess that’s true.”
“I thought I’d found her,” he murmured staring into her eyes. “Was I wrong?”
“NO! No, you weren’t, you aren’t, please don’t think that.”
“You’ve gotta trust me. If you don’t trust me, Bridget, we’ve got nothin’.”
“I do, I will. Can you forgive me?”
“Sure, but as far as gettin’ back together, you’ve gotta know in your heart that I’m a good guy, you’ve gotta really believe it. Can you do that?”
“Yes, I can, I do, and if I freak out about something I promise I’ll tell you.”
Abruptly moving, he put his hands around her waist and slid her down the bed, then climbing over her, he grabbed her wrists and pinned them on either side of her head.
“It’s okay if you get a bit jealous or insecure, we all do sometimes,” he said, his voice low and deep, “but if you act out, or fly off the handle at me, I’m gonna tan your backside, you hear me?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
His determined blue eyes were boring into hers, but they began to soften, a smile slipped across his lips, and he slowly lowered his head. Bridget closed her eyes, aching for his kiss.
Please, I need you. Please, kiss me, please, please.
Answering her prayer, with a feather touch he whispered his lips across hers, then began to press with an urgent fervor, devouring her mouth, making her body tingle and fueling her burning need.
“Caden,” she breathed as he broke away, “I’ve missed you so much.”
“I can feel it,” he purred moving his lips to her neck. “You’re starvin’, aren’t you, darlin’?”
“Yes, so starving.”
“Tell me the truth, have you been with anyone since me?”
“No, no I couldn’t even think of it.”
“Neither have I,” he smiled. “I was tempted a few times, but I couldn’t. Good, then I don’t have to mess with a condom.”
“No, you don’t, and I never went off the pill,” she murmured, lifting her chest, pressing her breasts against him.
“Take off the rest of your clothes,” he growled slipping from the bed.
Stripping off, he watched her pull her T-shirt over her head, and when she slid off her panties and unhooked her bra, her glorious nakedness sent his cock surging to life. Falling back on the bed he placed his hands around her fleshy mounds, holding them tightly, and dropping his lips to her nipples he sucked and tongued, eliciting gasps and soulful moans as her fingers dug into his back.
“Caden, take me, please, take me.”
Lifting his head he met her eyes, then slipping a hand between her nether lips he let out a low groan.
“Darlin’, you’re soppin’.”
“I know,” she gasped, “I need you, please.”
Pushing her legs apart he kneeled up between them, and grabbing her hips, clutching tightly, he jerked her into his pelvis.
“You said want me to take you?”
“Yes,” she breathed.
“Let’s double-check,” he teased, fingering her soaked, hungry channel.
“Please,” she begged.
Placing his cock at her entrance, he plunged forward, then holding her still he began to stroke, her cries and gasps feeding his lust. When her eyes closed and her back arched, he paused, slowly withdrew, and flipped her over.
“Elbows and knees,” he directed.
She moaned loudly as she assumed the lewd position, and as his hands began moving across her scarlet moons, then grasped them, she buried her head in the down comforter and let out a cry.
“You want my cock again?”
“Yes, yes, please.”
“Yes, please, Sir,” he said sternly.
“Sir?”
“You heard me. Things are gonna be different this time around. You want my cock back inside you?”
“Yes, please, Sir,” she wailed.
Lining himself up, he paused a moment, then charged himself home, drawing a muffled howl.
“Now I’m gonna ravage you,” he declared, “and I’m gonna do somethin’ else, somethin’ you resisted. This time, though, you’re gonna mind. You understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” she groaned knowing exactly what he meant.
Bridget was overcome. This was a different Caden. This Caden wasn’t going to tolerate any of her nonsense or let her throw tantrums, and as he continued fondling her tender backside, she realized he would no longer allow her to dictate what they did in bed. A shard of panic sizzled through her, but it was panic tinged with excitement.
I wish I’d known you could be this way. Oh, Caden, you were right. You should have spanked me ages ago.
“You like me takin’ charge like this, don’t you, darlin’? The truth.”
“I do,” she bleated, “I love it. I love it.”
“I’m still gonna love you and protect you and be real sweet, but you’re gonna get to know the other side of Caden Price. It started with that spankin’, and now it’s gonna continue. You know what I mean?”
“Yes, Sir, I think I do.”
“Are you gonna give me any trouble?” he asked landing a hard swat in the center of her backside.
“OW! No, Sir.”
His cock was buried in her depths, and as he began to pump with slow, forceful strokes, he placed the tip of his finger against her dark back hole.
“Ooh, Sir.”
“Behave,” he warned, “don’t you dare pull away.”
Gritting her teeth, Bridget turned her crimson face into a pillow. His cock was divine, but the finger wanting access to her forbidden back door was almost more than she could bear.
“That’s my girl, just a little
bit this first time, but I’m gonna train you, darlin’, and you’re gonna learn to love it.”
In spite of his dire promise, she could feel her climax hovering, and she moved a hand between her legs.
“What are you doin’? You wanna play with yourself, you’ve gotta ask.”
“I do?” she muttered, wishing the finger between her cheeks would stop touching her.
“Oh, yeah, your pussy is mine now. I told you, things are gonna be different. You don’t get to touch it whenever you want. Only I have that right.”
A fresh surge of heat washed through her, and in spite of the lecherous finger, she bucked back, inadvertently causing it to slip inside.
“Sir,” she begged, “may I touch myself?”
“Yeah, darlin’, make yourself come for me right now.”
Gratefully moaning into the pillow, she brought her hand to her magic button and began to rub. Her moment was over her, threatening to break, and as she urgently massaged her clit, his strokes accelerated, and his dreaded finger continued to press forward. The climactic bubble was huge, as immense as a hot air balloon. She could feel it threatening to break, and she held her breath, then suddenly erupting she toppled through the mighty orgasm in a crescendo of convulsions.
Watching her climax sent Caden into a powerful release, and he groaned loudly as he surrendered to a multitude of spasms. The weeks of waiting were culminating in an explosion that made him squeeze his eyes shut and clench his teeth. When the last pulsing moment passed, and his shriveled cock fell away, he glanced down at her limp body. She was panting, deep in her bliss, and staggering from the bed into the bathroom he washed up, then returned with a clean, dry face cloth.
“Hey,” he purred stretching out next to her and placing the cloth between her legs.
“Caden,” she breathed opening her eyes.
“Come here, darlin’,”
Rolling into his arms, sighing a heavy sigh, she let herself drift, and when she began to open her eyes she was filled with gratitude, completely amazed by what he’d done to reunite them.
“Back on the planet?” he purred.
“I am,” she smiled shifting back and staring up at him. “I still can’t believe what you did to bring us back together.”
“I had to,” he said simply, “and I never told you about this place because I was savin’ it for a surprise. You know I wanted to bring you to my ranch, but you were always too busy.”
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