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by Austin Malone, Private Eye (lit)

  stopped and began to caress her again. He moved his hand lovingly from the sensitive spot

  behind her knee all the way up to her shoulders before coming back to pay particular attention to

  that beautiful ass of hers. But instead of just simply rubbing her bottom, he mingled light

  caresses with firm squeezes that had her moaning within seconds.

  Just when it seemed like she might melt there on his lap, Austin started spanking her

  again. The smacks he gave her this time were just the slightest bit harder than the previous set,

  but he only administered a dozen or so before he went back to caressing her asscheeks again.

  God, she had a beautiful ass. And if possible, it looked even more alluring covered in

  pink. If this were any other woman, Austin thought, he would pull down her panties and start in

  on her bare bottom at this point. But Taylor Cavanaugh wasn’t just any woman. Despite the fact

  that she had asked him to spank her, she was still technically a client. He couldn’t go any further

  than this; pulling down her panties and spanking her on the bare bottom would be crossing the

  line.

  Not that there was any real need to pull down her panties, he decided a moment later. The

  tiny scrap of material was riding up higher and higher on her ass to expose her luscious cheeks

  with every smack of his hand. It was all he could do not to slide his hand between her legs and

  run his fingers over the piece of cloth covering her pussy. Of course, it didn’t help that she had

  started to wiggle and squirm in time with the spanks. Or that she was letting out little sounds of

  pleasure to go along with those wiggles.

  Afraid that if he didn’t get Taylor off his lap soon, he would give in to the urge and do

  something he shouldn’t, Austin gave her asscheeks another dozen smacks before gently, if

  reluctantly, standing her back on her feet. Taylor stood gazing down at him, her full lips slightly

  parted and her long hair a wild tumble about her shoulders as she cupped her now cherry-red ass.

  She looked so damn beautiful, Austin thought. If he reached out, one tug would have her in his

  arms, he told himself. God, he was going to need a cold shower after this if he had any hope of

  ever getting to sleep that night!

  Austin was going to ask her what she thought of her spanking, but before he could,

  Taylor stepped close to the bed and, taking his face between her hands, lowered her head to kiss

  him passionately on the mouth.

  For a moment, Austin was so stunned that he didn’t respond, but then desire kicked in

  and he found himself returning the kiss with an ardor that matched hers. Unable to control

  himself, he slid his hands up her bare legs to cup the ass he had so recently spanked and gave her

  cheeks a squeeze as he pulled her closer. They were still hot to the touch, he noticed

  appreciatively. Taylor moaned against his mouth, the sound more pleasure than protest he was

  sure, if the suddenly urgent way she was now kissing him was any indication.

  Austin groaned. Damn, she tasted sweet. Like berries, he thought, with just a hint of lime.

  And something else too, something he couldn’t quite put a name to. But it was intoxicating, and

  he couldn’t seem to get enough of it, or of her.

  And yet, he knew he had to stop. Now. Before it went too far. As if she had the same

  thought, Taylor lifted her head just then to gaze down at him. But to his surprise, he didn’t see

  hesitation in her blue eyes, or even indecision. Instead, what he saw was the unmistakable look

  of desire. She wanted him as much as he wanted her.

  “Austin...” she breathed, lowering her head to kiss him again even as she said his name.

  Still kissing her, Austin forgot all about his misgivings and slid his hands under her shirt

  to cup her breasts. Her nipples immediately pebbled beneath the satin of her bra at his touch, and

  he rubbed the pads of his thumbs over the erect little nubs. Her breathing ragged, Taylor broke

  the kiss to lift the T-shirt over her head.

  From his position on the bed, Austin admired the half-naked woman in front of him.

  While the bra she was wearing looked very sexy on Taylor, he wanted to feel her bare breasts in

  his hands and taste those pert nipples of hers on his tongue. With that in mind, Austin reached

  around to unclasp her bra. It fell away easily, especially since Taylor helped by pushing the

  straps off her shoulders.

  Naked now except for her skimpy panties, Taylor leaned into Austin’s touch with a soft

  moan as he took her breasts in his hands again. Neither overly large nor too small, they fit into

  his palms perfectly. Rolling one nipple between his thumb and forefinger, he swooped down to

  take the other turgid peak in his mouth.

  Taylor arched against him, threading her fingers into his hair as he suckled on first one

  nipple, and then the other before eventually kissing his way down her taut stomach to the edge of

  her bikini panties. Hooking his thumbs in them, he slowly slid them down her legs until they

  pooled on the floor at her feet.

  “Your so beautiful,” he breathed, transfixed by the neatly-trimmed curls at the juncture of

  her thighs.

  Reaching around to cup her asscheeks again, Austin gently pulled her closer until he

  could press a kiss to her pussy. But as the fragrance of arousal met his nose, he knew that one

  kiss wouldn’t be enough. He had to taste her. Getting to his feet, he pulled back the blanket and

  then, swinging Taylor up in his arms, set her down gently in the middle of the huge bed.

  Rather than join her there right away however, Austin took a moment to strip off his own

  clothes. Taylor’s gaze followed his every move, roving appreciatively over his muscular chest,

  taut abs, and strong legs before widening at the sight of his hard cock, he noted. His mouth

  quirking, he crawled onto the bed, slowly kissing his way up the inside of one shapely leg until

  he reached the juncture of her parted thighs.

  Austin had no desire to rush their lovemaking. If he was going to do something this

  crazy, he was going to do it right. Settling himself between her legs, he gently parted her pussy

  lips with his thumbs before lowering his head to slowly run his tongue up the side of one slick

  fold and down the other. Taylor moaned and threaded her fingers in his hair, silently begging

  him to stop teasing her as she tried to guide his head where she wanted it, but he merely chuckled

  softly and continued what he was doing.

  The treasure waiting for him amid those folds was too tempting to resist, however, and

  Austin finally decided to stop teasing both of them and give her what she wanted most. Parting

  her pussy lips wider, he leaned forward to lick her clit with his tongue.

  As if she were afraid this was just another form of teasing, Taylor’s fingers tightened in

  his hair, holding his head in place. Austin, however, had no intention of moving from that spot,

  at least not until he had made her scream with pleasure.

  Again, though, he took his time, slowly moving his tongue round and around the plump,

  little nub until she was moaning. Only when she pleaded with him to go faster, did he oblige, but

  just because he could tell she was so close to coming.

  A moment later, he heard Taylor cry out as the first waves of orgasm began to roll over

  her. Wanting to make it go on and on for her, Austin continued to pleasure her
with his tongue,

  slowing only after her moans had subsided and she had given his hair a gentle, little tug. Lifting

  his head, Austin looked up to find her regarding him with half-closed eyes and a dreamy smile

  on her face.

  Pressing a gentle kiss to the inside of her thigh, Austin shifted to settle himself between

  her legs. As he positioned his erection at the opening of her pussy, Taylor’s hands glided up the

  front of his chest to settle on his shoulders, silently urging him inside. But as hard and as hot as

  he was for her, he knew he would have to take it slowly or he would explode. With that in mind,

  he teased her with the head of his cock, rubbing himself along her slit.

  “Please, Austin,” she begged. “I need to feel you inside me. Now!”

  Her words were his undoing, and with a groan, Austin plunged deep inside her in one

  swift motion. Beneath him, Taylor gasped, her legs automatically going around him to pull him

  in even deeper. Her pussy was so wet, he thought, And so unbelievably tight!

  Afraid that if he moved too much he would come right on the spot, Austin started with

  slow, shallow thrusts. But Taylor was too hot to be able to keep that up for long, and before he

  realized it, he was driving himself into her deeper and faster with each subsequent thrust, sending

  them both over the edge within minutes. Their mutual moans of satisfaction were the sexiest

  thing he’d ever heard.

  Sometime later, as their breathing returned to normal, Austin lowered his head to cover

  her mouth with his in a long, drugging kiss. His arms around her, he rolled onto his side, taking

  Taylor with him. Neither of them said anything. Instead, they both simply lay there, her head on

  his shoulder, his arm holding her close.

  While sleeping with a client was definitely wrong, Austin knew he could never truly

  regret making love to Taylor this night. It had been amazing. He didn’t know if she would feel

  the same, though. While she may not have been drunk, she definitely hadn’t been acting like

  herself. And he had the sinking feeling that, come morning, she was going to be sorry she had

  slept with him.

  Chapter Five

  That drink she’d had must have really gone to her head, Taylor thought the next morning

  because that was the most vivid dream she had ever had. Not to mention the most erotic. Just the

  thought of it had her blushing. Though she couldn’t possibly fathom what had made her

  subconscious fantasize about Austin Malone. Images of some of the things she and Austin had

  done in her dream last night suddenly popped into her head, and her color deepened. How in the

  world was she going to be able to look him in the eye after having such an outrageous dream?

  Rolling onto her back, Taylor glanced over at the window only to give a start. Beside the

  bed, a bare-chested Austin was just pulling his jeans up over his trim hips. He glanced up, his

  gaze meeting hers, and she felt herself flush. Oh God, she thought. Last night hadn’t been a

  dream at all. She had actually slept with Austin Malone! Oh God, what had she done?

  “I didn’t mean to wake you,” he said.

  Austin seemed to be as off balance as she was, Taylor thought. “You didn’t,” she assured

  him, pulling the blanket up a little higher to cover her nakedness.

  As much as she tried not to let it, Taylor’s gaze strayed to Austin’s bare chest again as he

  shrugged into his shirt and buttoned it. No, it definitely hadn’t been a dream; he really was that

  gorgeous.

  “Why don’t I meet you downstairs for breakfast?” he suggested when he had finished

  dressing.

  Relieved at the suggestion, Taylor gave him a nod as she reached up to tuck her hair

  behind her ear. She had been wondering how she was going to get out bed with him standing

  there. He might have seen her naked last night, but that didn’t mean she would be comfortable

  with it this morning. Besides, she needed some time alone to think, and she knew she wouldn’t

  be doing that as long as Austin was in the room. Every time she looked at him, more memories

  of their romp in bed came swirling to the surface. Sure she must be blushing like crazy, she

  ducked her head so that her hair fell forward to hide her face.

  “I’ll see you downstairs,” he said. “I’ll go ahead and order some coffee.”

  After Austin had left the room, Taylor let out a groan and flopped back on the pillows.

  What had she been thinking, sleeping with Austin? She’d never done anything even

  remotely like that before. She hadn’t just slept with him, she’d seduced him. And even more out

  of character, she had practically begged him to spank her!

  Taylor felt her face go red at the memory, not just about asking for the spanking, but

  about how much she had enjoyed it. Actually, saying she’d enjoyed it was an understatement.

  Her color deepened as she remembered how hot she’d gotten by the sexy combination of

  stinging spanks and gentle caresses Austin had lavished on her panty-covered bottom. Even now,

  she could feel her pussy beginning to tingle just at the thought of those spanks.

  Of course, the tingling in her pussy could also have something to do with the fact that

  Austin had totally ravished her last night as well. She’d never had a man make love to her so

  thoroughly or so passionately before. If she closed her eyes, she could almost swear she could

  still feel him moving inside of her.

  Thoughts like that started to get her even more excited and before she even realized what

  she was doing, she slid her hand underneath the blanket to begin lazily touching herself.

  Oh, stop it! she told herself. She didn’t have time for that!

  With a groan, Taylor reluctantly dragged herself out of bed and, scooping her clothes up

  from the floor where she’d discarded them last night, she padded across the thick carpet into the

  adjoining bathroom. While the shower cooled her down, it did nothing to help her figure out how

  she was going to deal with the embarrassing situation she’d gotten herself into. How would she

  be able to even look at Austin after last night? What must he think of her? On second thought,

  she didn’t want to know.

  Maybe the best thing to do was act as if nothing had happened between them. Hopefully

  Austin would get the idea and not bring up the subject himself. Then again, she supposed the

  best way to ensure he didn’t bring it up would be to keep him talking about other, more

  important subjects. Like her sister.

  If Taylor had thought it was difficult looking Austin in the eye upstairs in the hotel room,

  that was nothing compared to how difficult it was when she was actually seated across the table

  from him several minutes later. She couldn’t look at him without blushing from head to toe!

  Thankfully, the coffee the waitress had poured as soon as Taylor had sat down gave her

  something else to focus on, and she busied herself with adding cream and sugar to it. She ended

  up adding too much of both, but she couldn’t seem to focus on what she was doing. Setting the

  spoon on the table, she picked up the mug of coffee and took a long sip before setting it back

  down. Definitely too much cream and sugar, she thought.

  The silence between her and Austin stretched on and on until it became so awkward that

  she finally had to say something.

  “I’m going to Mexico to find my
sister,” she announced abruptly.

  Across from her, Austin looked at her in surprise, his own mug halfway to his mouth.

  “Last night, you seemed fine with your sister getting married.”

  Taylor frowned slightly. True, they had talked a lot about the subject when they were in

  the hotel bar last night, but she didn’t remember ever coming out and saying that. “Well, now

  that I’ve had a chance to think about it, I’ve decided I have to find my sister and try to talk some

  sense into her.”

  He set his mug down on the table with a thump. “Don’t you think it would make more

  sense to wait until she came home?”

  She leveled her gaze at him. “No, I don’t” she insisted. “The longer I wait, the harder it

  will be to get this ridiculous marriage of hers annulled.”

  Austin’s eyes went wide. “Annulled? That’s a little extreme, don’t you think? Your sister

  is an adult, after all.”

  “An adult who is obviously prone to making poor decisions. My sister is probably

  already regretting marrying this creep!” she snapped, and then sighed. “And if she isn’t, she

  should be. Do you know how many marriages end in divorce these days? More than half. And

  for a couple their age, that number is even higher.”

  “Not all couples get divorced, Taylor,” he pointed out. “My parents have been married

  for over forty years and they’re still going strong.”

  Taylor blinked. That explained why Austin was so high on the idea of marriage, she

  supposed. She took her napkin and placed it on her lap. “Then they’re the exception, not the rule.

  And I have no doubt they probably put a whole lot more thought into getting married than my

  sister did.”

  He shrugged. “Probably,” he agreed. “But that doesn’t mean your sister’s marriage won’t

  work out. They could be soul mates for all we know.”

  She frowned. “I wouldn’t take you for the warm, fuzzy romantic type,” she said

  sarcastically. “The idea of soul mates might sound good in the movies, but this is the real world,

  Austin. Tiffany and this guy are both in college. Hell, they’re both freshmen! They’ll have a hard

  time just finishing school. How the heck are they going to support themselves with both of them