Mina didn’t bother to tell him that she’d already figured it out. He didn’t need to doeverythingfor her. She didn’t want to sleep in the bed, she wanted to sleep on the hay. So while he was taking care of their dishes, she got the big blanket that was obviously supposed to go over the hay and got it into place before grabbing some of the other blankets and sheets.
By the time her brawny cowboy returned, she’d made herself a nice little nest in the hay.
His eyebrows went up as the bag he was now carrying thumped to the ground at his feet. He closed the stall door behind him, frowning.
“I, uh, decided I wanted to sleep over here,” she said, gesturing, suddenly nervous. She shifted her weight back and forth on her feet.
“I’m starting to regret taking your sleeves off,” he replied, still frowning as he moved toward her, making her heart start to beat a little faster. “You were supposed to wait for me.”
“To be fair, you didn’t specifically say that.”
“No, but I did specifically say thatwe’dfigure out your sleeping arrangements.”
Now he was so close to her that he was looming over her, forcing her to tilt her head back to keep his gaze. He stared down at her, still frowning. It wasn’t threatening, exactly, nor was it disappointed but… she couldn’t read what he was thinking.
Couldn’t even begin to guess.
“Sorry.” She shifted nervously again, tucking her hands behind her back and twisting her fingers together. “I didn’t think it would be that big a deal… it wasn’t that hard for me to put together.”
“No, but there’s no room for me there.”
“What?” Suddenly she felt totally breathless as the surprise hit her. “You want to sleep here?”
He shrugged his shoulders.
“This is where you are, this is where I’m going to be.”
That wasn’t how it was in the book. But the sudden relief that Mina felt rush through her made her realize that she didn’t want this part to be just like the book. She did want to sleep on the hay and not on a mattress tonight. She did want to sleep in the barn.
But she was happy to hear that she wasn’t going to be doing it alone.
Happy that he was going to stay.
“Oh… that’s good. I mean, I’m glad. I just didn’t realize.” The way he was looking at her was making her feel like a naughty little schoolgirl.
Or a naughty little hucow.
“That’s all right, little hucow. You’re going to learn your lesson about listening more closely now.”
Mina squeaked in surprise as he reached out and picked her up. One thing about their size difference was that it was incredibly easy for him to manhandle her to exactly where he wanted her. Which was hot as hell and also a little terrifying, especially when where he wanted her was apparently over his lap with his hand on her butt. He’d sat back down in the chair he’d used while eating.
“Wait!” she squeaked.
“You have a safeword, little hucow,” he rumbled. “If you don’t want a spanking, use it, otherwise I’m going to make sure that next time you remember to listen to my instructions.”
Oh god.
Her pussy was getting wet again as he tugged up the hem of her skirt, baring her buttocks to him. She stared at the hay-strewn floor beneath them, her hands going out trying to reachfor it to help steady her, but she couldn’t quite make it. She was literally hanging over his lap.
But she didn’t say her safeword.
She wasn’t sure she wanted a spanking, but she knew she didn’t want to use her safeword.
He was in charge. Of everything. Which was what she wanted.
Then his hand came crashing down on her upturned bottom and she shrieked at the shocking sting.
“Ow! That hurts!”