Page 36 of His Pickle Her Jam

“You guys ready for Wednesday?” Sonny asked, looking pointedly at where my hand was resting on top of Jan’s.

“Everything is coming along great. I mean the produce order got messed up at first, but so far, we’ve been able to divvy up the goods without it coming to blows,” Jan teased, looking at me with mock innocence.

“Keep it up, Pretty Girl, and I’ll have to teach you a lesson later.”

“Yeah? Like what?” she asked, and I could practically feel her anticipation.

“You’re earning yourself a spanking, Jan Baby. I’m gonna like making those cheeks pink, putting my handprints on that fine ass,” I whispered for her ears only.

She looked up at me, her bright amber eyes trusting, and she leaned against me, a soft hum leaving her lips.

My girlfriend seemed to like it when I talked dirty, which was good, cause I fucking liked it, too.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN-JAN

Day 6 of Block Party Prepping (4 to go)

I smiled at the delicious soreness between my legs as I slid out of Buck’s car. I’d spent the last two nights tangled up in the man between his sheets or bent over his sofa while he spanked my ass.

Who knew I’d like that kind of thing? There was just something so freeing about giving up control and letting him handle my body.

“You liked teasing me tonight, didn’t you, Jan Baby? Now bend over and take your punishment like I know you can, Good Girl.”

His enormous hands cupped my cheeks before he lifted one and brought it down in a startling slap. I didn’t know which was hotter, the sound of flesh meeting flesh, the red handprint on my ass, or the way he kissed it better.

All I knew was I came so hard last night, I saw stars. Really, I couldn’t be happier. I’d never had such exciting, delicious, totally involved sex before.

Buck wasn’t some bland partner. He was as completely invested in my pleasure as I was in his. Which I’d demonstrated that morning.

On my knees.

“Got everything you need to get started?” Buck asked, following me inside the store and turning on the lights as we headed for the kitchen.

“Yep, I’ll be fine. Are you sure you’ll be?”

“I got this in the bag, Jan Baby.”

“Really? And your mind is on your work and not say the shower we took earlier?” I asked, teasing him.

“You know I’m working with big knives today, right? Are you trying to kill me?”

“Nope. I just thought you should know, I forgot to pack underwear in my overnight bag,” I whispered, and winked before turning around so the skirt of my dress flared out with a swoosh.

“Goddamn it,” Buck growled.

Next thing I knew I was being tossed over his shoulder and hauled into the office.

Which was maybe why I’d forgotten my panties at home. Good thing Delani promised to bring me a pair from my apartment when she got to work in about an hour.

Until then…

“Turn around,” Buck growled, pushing me against the wall so I was facing him.

“Now, lift your leg,” he commanded, dropping to his knees.

“W-what are you—oh fuck,” I moaned, long and loud as Buck showed me exactly what he was doing.

There was no easy build up. No slow licks or teasing kisses.

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