Page 22 of On His Ranch

“Never you mind, dear. I’ll have this cleaned up in a jiffy.” Patti pulled a rag from her apron pocket and began mopping up the milk. “Chase, why don’t you take Piper upstairs? The poor thing could use some sleep.”

“No, please, let me help—”

“To bed with you,” Patti said with a shooing motion. Though her tone was light, Piper had no doubt that she wouldn’t be able to get out of obeying.

Chase dutifully escorted her upstairs. The two of them walked without a word until he led her into a bedroom.

Piper stood resolutely in the doorway. “This is silly. I really need to be getting to my aunt’s—”

“Enough.” He ordered her into the bed with nothing more than a motion of his finger. When she had stomped over and sat on top, pouting, he continued. “After what happened this morning we can’t have you goin’ off alone. That’s not up for discussion,” he said firmly over her weak protests. “And my mornin’ routine has been disrupted long enough. I need to get to my chores or some animals are gonna go hungry. We don’ want that, do we?”

“No, sir,” she uttered quietly.

His smile was quick, then gone so fast she might have imagined it but for the tingling across her skin. “Good girl. Now, want to tell me why you were blushin’ so pretty before you came down for breakfast?”

Her heart began thudding hard in her chest as she tried to evade his knowing gaze. “Um… I don’t know what you mean…”

“It was more than just because I caught you eavesdroppin’,” he prompted, his voice both soft and stern.

Piper squirmed but didn’t answer.

“You know, I’m already runnin’ behind, I’ve got time to take you back over my knee if you like.”

The words made every inch of her skin ripple with warmth. “I… I’ll tell you.”

Chase chuckled. “I thought that might loosen your tongue.”

Hardly believing that this was real—the situation, much less her impending confession—Piper whispered to him what she had done upstairs.

“Piper.”

Her name on his lips made her pussy throb anew.

“Are you tellin’ me that my spankin’ your naughty ass turned you on?”

Hardly knowing where her boldness was coming from, she met his eyes. “I thought we agreed that I’m a good girl.”

Chase threw his head back and laughed. “Yes. Yes, we did.Sucha good girl, in fact, that I’m goin’ to give you somethin’ special before I put you to bed.”

The promise made her squirm in anticipation.

The bed shifted as Chase sat down beside her. “Over my lap then.”

She hesitated, but only for an instant.

As soon as she was face-down over his knees, Chase lifted up the robe, then her gown. “Piper.” This time, her name was an amused scolding. “You’re not wearing underwear.”

“I didn’t have any clean ones.”

“Hmmm. Naughty girl, after all, it seems. What am I goin’ to do with you? Oh, wait, that’s right.” His hand came down, firm, but not hard.

Not that it mattered. Her skin was still hot from the long spanking she’d gotten in the barn and this new jolt of contact just brought the fire roaring back to life.

He continued to spank her with firm, solid swats, one after the other from the top of her ass to the back of her thighs. When he finally let her up she was shivering with want. His eyes had that knowing gleam in them again.

But before she could form a question—or even think what question to ask—he was setting her down on the pillows, looming over her.

“What…”

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