Page 21 of Ride a Cowboy

He didn’t move. She had to be hurting him.

“Stubborn man,” she said, when he continued to play with her—torment her—just enough to keep her on the edge without letting her go over. “Goddammit, Hank! I mean it. Either you fuck me now or…”

He lifted his head. “Or?”

She hadn’t thought the threat through very well. Her initial intention had been to threaten to leave, but wild horses weren’t dragging her out of this bed until she’d gotten what she wanted, so that seemed like a stupid thing to say.

“Or…” She couldn’t come up with a single thing that would hurt him without taking her down as well. And she wasn’t foolish enough to risk her own pleasure.

She lifted one shoulder and gave him a sheepish grin. “Please?” she tried, losing the haughtiness in her tone.

Hank rose, but didn’t move to take off his jeans. Instead, he held her gaze, letting her squirm uncomfortably. She felt a bit like a naughty child about to be punished for stealing a cookie.

“I’m going to assume you trust me, Macie, because it would be damn reckless of you to go to bed with a man you didn’t.”

She didn’t have a clue where he was going with that, so she simply agreed since it was true. “I trust you.”

“I’m not one of those young bucks you’re probably used to. The type of man who’ll let you run roughshod over him just because he’s smitten and wants in your pants.”

Macie didn’t bother to admit he’d done a fairly good job describing her past lovers. But that wasn’t really the point of this conversation and she knew it. She sat up slowly, drawing her legs closed, despite the scowl it produced on his face. “What kind of man are you?”

“You want me to tell you? Or show you?”

Wow. That was a loaded question. Either he could warn her what she was in for, and then do it. Or he could just do it.

There was no denying whatever he said was going to happen. The only difference was she’d be forewarned. What she couldn’t decide was if there was more danger in knowing what was coming or worrying about what was on the way?

What the hell? Macie loved a good surprise, and given Hank’s talented way of making her forget her own name when he touched her, it wouldn’t matter if she knew or not. She wouldn’t have time to fret about it.

She spread her legs apart once more. “Do your worst.” She was a pretty fair hand at dares herself.

Or so she’d thought.

Hank reached for her arm and turned her with ease. One second she was on her back, facing him. The next she was facedown on the mattress with Hank leaning over her, his chest on her back, pressing her down tightly.

“I’m not an easy lover, Macie.” As he spoke, she felt his hands unbuckling his belt and pulling the leather from the loops. It slid slowly against the skin of her ass. He wanted her to feel it.

She recalled the way he’d tied her to his bed the previous night. If she hadn’t been horny as hell and obsessed with changing his mind about fucking her, that might have clued her in to what he liked earlier.

“So…” She forced herself to say the words. “I’m guessing bondage would be included.” Though she wasn’t tied up at the minute, there was no escaping the overwhelming sense of being held captive. She was pinned to the bed and would remain there until he moved.

“Yes.”

Then he placed the belt on the mattress next to her, eye level with where her head rested. “You want to hit me with that?”

“Yes.”

She wasn’t so innocent that his affirmation shocked her. Much. She recalled her night with Porter. He’d taken her from behind, and he’d spanked her ass a few times as he fucked her. It had made the whole experience hotter, more thrilling. It had hurt in a very good way, and she’d actually asked him to keep going after the first two spanks.

“That would hurt.”

“Probably.”

She turned to look at him over her shoulder. “What if I said no, said I didn’t want that?”

His face, which had been way too intense, softened. “I’d put the belt away and you’d never see it again. But, Macie, I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t hate it. In fact, I think you’re going to like it.”

“You know, I’m not completely green about all this stuff. I read books. Well, I mean, I read one book. And I watch porn online occasionally. Okay, I’ve watched a lot of porn. So I know what you’re talking about. It’s just, I’ve never really done any of that.”

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