Page 14 of Shielded

She bites back a grin and glances toward me. “What? I wasn’t that bad.”

We shouldn’t be talking this way again. We’re nearly halfway to the diner.

Clearly, that was a mistake. My cock twitches at the smirk on her face as I name off her charges. I don’t care how simple I am anymore… I need her.

“I need to teach you your lesson,” I groan, my hand on her thigh.

“My lesson?” she snarks. “And what’s that?”

“To listen to me.” I squeeze her thick thigh in my hand and slowly move it upward. “You need to learn to listen to me.”

She laughs, though I sense the urgency in her voice as she says, “Is that right?”

I drag in a heavy breath and drive the truck onto the gravel on the side of the road. It’s a turnaround spot that’s surrounded by trees. I park behind the grove and cut the engine to the truck, swinging around to her side as her eyes question my every move.

If she were going along with all this, I’m not sure it would be as fun. I like my defiant kitty scratching and pawing.

“What are you doing? Why are we stopping? If this is more spankings, I’ve had enough today. Thanks anyway.”

If I understood what was coming over me, I’d be a well-adjusted man. Unfortunately, I’m not. I’m a man who didn’t know how long he’d been starved until now.

I open the truck door, step down and round to the passenger side, dragging in the scent of wildflowers that spill off of Siren’s skin as I lift her from the truck. “Tell me again you don’t like to listen.”

She bites back a grin. “I… don’t… like… to… listen.”

Fuck, I love this game.

I lean her against the side of the truck, turn her around, yank up her little dress, and spank her round ass.

She moans and jumps with the slap, and within seconds she’s begging for more.

“I’ll never listen to you. Why would I ever listen to you?” She wiggles her marked bottom toward me and sighs over and over again.

I spank her harder. The sound of the crack against her soft ass has my cock rock hard. I’m not going to make it.

“Still think you’re not going to listen?”

She laughs with a rough moan in her throat. “Never.”

I clasp her wrist behind her back and spank her again and again until the marks on her bottom are bright red.

“So, if I tell you to get up on that truck seat and spread your legs for me, you won’t listen?”

She turns around, her gaze on me. “Oh, no. I’ll listen to that.”

I groan and lift her onto the seat, pulling her panties to the side as I grip hold of her hips and dive between her legs. I should take my time, explore her pretty little body, bite her hard nipples, kiss her stomach, memorize every nook and cranny, but I’m desperate to taste her, desperate to feel her hot center against my face.

I lick her seam as her hips grind up against me. Her soft thighs brush against my face and I dive in against her mound, feasting on her soaking pussy.

She moans and wiggles under my touch as I grab her ass and pull her into my tongue, licking and sucking her clit with fervor. The road is quiet and the trees rustle behind us in a cool autumn wind. It’s nearly dusk, but one curious car would have us exposed.

Siren gasps and her little hands slide into my hair and tug at the strands.

Fucking hell. I’m going to lose it.

I press two fingers into her wetness and thrust into her little pussy. She’s so fucking tight.

Her hips rock up against my face and she cries out for me, “Perry… I need your cock. Please!”

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