Page 17 of On His Ranch

He chuckled. Sure, he’d just keep their stowaway a bit longer so he could give tan her butt when he was stressed. But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, he had to admit his grandfather was right. Hefeltlooser, more at ease than he had in a long time. Maybe he’d needed to spank Piper as badly as she’d needed the lesson.

“Nothin’ was missin’?”

Chase took a long sip from his cup and set it down again. “Not a thing. I was thorough.”

Senior chuckled. “‘Course you were. That’s the way I taught you.”

“That gunshot, though…”

“You think it’s them?”

He shrugged a shoulder, his mood turning sour as it did whenevertheywere brought up. He and Senior didn’t have a name, or any idea who was causing the mayhem, so they merely called the vandalsthey. “Who knows? I can’t see why they would.”

“Somethin’ to do with the girl?”

Chase took another sip, swilling it around in his mouth as he considered. “Maybe.”

“Where is she?”

“Sent her to the shower. I’ll have another talk with her when she’s out, see what I can find out.”

“‘Scuse me, fellas. Did I hear someone say somethin’ about agunshot?”

Chase cringed. He didn’t even have to turn around—he’d know that voice anywhere. “Mom’s up,” he said.

“Yes, I had gathered that. Mornin’, Patti. How about a cup of coffee?”

“I don’t want coffee,” the dark-haired matron snapped. “I’d rather hear about this gunshot.”

“Trust me, Mama,” Chase said, standing and pushing back his chair. “You want some coffee. I’ll get you a cup.”

* * *

Piper spent more time in the shower than she ordinarily would have. She had been skeptical of what farmers might have in the way of a bathroom, but she shouldn’t have been concerned. She didn’t find any rusty or antique fixtures, but instead, a bathtub big enough for two with what first appeared to be a regular showerhead. As soon as she turned it on, however, she quickly discovered that she could change the water pressure. Not only that, but a curious examination of the showerhead revealed that she could detach it and apply that pressure wherever she desired.

Wonder if he had this installed for his girlfriend?

As soon as the thought crossed her mind, Piper felt waves of jealousy and defiance crest over her. Which was silly. She knew that. She’d just met him, and she didn’t have any sort of claim on him. Sure, he’d spanked her, and yes, now that she was away from those knowing, probing eyes, she could admit it had turned her on. Hell, the way her pussy was throbbing with need, there was no way to deny it.

But he probably spanked anyone any chance he got—he’d seemed to like it. And whowouldn’tbe turned on by the sexiest cowboy alive, even if he was kind of a jerk?

Piperwasa good girl. Always had been. But somehow, being spanked and left to deal with her unexpected arousal made her feel rebellious. Once the idea had popped into her head, she couldn’t shake it, even though she tried.

Feeling deliciously naughty and defiant, she took the showerhead down. The water was currently coming out at a tepid trickle, so she adjusted the knobs until it was a warm, steady spray. But before she actually put her naughty plan into place, Piper peeked around the shower curtain, just to be sure.

Noticing that the door was unlocked, she hopped out of the shower, ran to the door, locked it and ran back. It gave her the peace of mind she needed to properly take care of business, and Piper got to work right away.

The stream hit her pulsing pussy and she had to bite her bottom lip to keep from crying out. The pressure was shocking, but after a moment or two she got used to it and it became wonderful, albeit intense.

She would have loved to orgasm and be done with it, but the pressure on her clit wasn’t going to do it alone. So she closed her eyes and let her mind drift back to the barn. As soon as she did, Piper felt the bathroom walls fade away and it was as if she was transported there again. She could smell the faint scent of hay, feel the cool stone of the floor against her hands. In her mind’s eye, she looked back at Chase with wide, tear-filled eyes. But she didn’t beg him not to spank her this time…

In fact, she waited, holding her breath, knowing that the punishment from his hand would hurt, but craving it just the same.

“You reallyarea good girl,”she heard him say in his masculine drawl.“Even good girls need spankin’ from time to time.”

And she could feel his hand on her upturned ass, but it felt firm, possessive this time. Like he was making her his.

Piper came with her back pressed against the bathroom tile, and even with her teeth clenched she couldn’t hold back the delighted shriek that burst forth when her entire body shuddered with release. Waves of pleasure crested over her again and again, longer and more powerful than any orgasm she’d ever felt.

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