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“Oh my god, you actually spanked me.I can’t believe you did that.What is wrong with you?Are you insane?”I’m ready to climb right off his lap and give him a spank right back.Except he swats my backside again.“You can’t just do that.Stop it right now.”My attempts to escape are thwarted by Wesley’s hand on my lower back, keeping me effortlessly in place.

“We played fair and won.Now we’re just exercising the rules of the game.What’s the problem?”Dean asks as he lowers himself in front of me.Dear god, he is impossibly handsome, and I want to bite his face off.

“The problem is, I didn’t expect you to actually spank me so hard that it feels like the sun took a bite out of my ass,” I cry, my butt smarting like a demon from hell.The sound of deep male chuckling sails over me, sinks into my skin, and disrupts the little hold I have on my nerves.

Dean takes his place behind me again, and Wesley lays another spank into me.A river of scorching heat blazes through me.This hurts like a mother-freaking nuclear bomb on my ass.

“Wait, wait, wait,” I shout.Wesley doesn’twait.He continues to heat my butt with his large hand, making my whole body vibrate and fresh wetness to cling to my folds.

“Oh my gosh, you’re going to set my dress on fire, you...you big beast.”

“You’re right.Sorry,” Wesley says.

Thank goodness.A reprieve.

Chapter Nine

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Haley

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Relief floods throughme.Wesley apologized, and now he’ll release me.

“Thank you,” I say, grateful for his reasonableness.But my sixth attempt to lift myself off Wesley’s lap is thwarted by Camden, who unzips my strapless dress and easily tugs it off my body.

I’m not wearing a bra since the dress came with built-in support.Thank goodness I’m in my sturdy white granny panties otherwise, they’d see my whole butt naked.

“Your panties, too.Wouldn’t want them to catch fire as well,” Camden says cheerfully.

And there go my panties.All I’m left wearing are my stilettos and a shawl of indignation that spreads from the top of my head to my toes.

My wet panties I screech silently.They didn’t need to worry about my panties catching fire since they’re already soaked through.I die a little more from sheer ignominy, and my problems keep piling on.

They’re looking at my naked body.Well, the back part of it, anyway, which means I’m never getting off Wesley’s lap if it means they’ll sneak peeks at my boobs and pussy.

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