Snowflake's Spanking by Linzi Basset

Author:Linzi Basset [Basset, LInzi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

“Time to get up, lazybones.”

“Hmhm, I wanna sleep some more,” Riley mumbled and buried her face under the duvet.

“Very well, then I guess it means you’d rather have your punishment now than go with me to start plowing the road.”

Her eyes popped open. Flashes of the previous night flooded her mind. She heard the soft keen in her ears and belatedly realized it came from her. She wiggled her butt experimentally against the soft cotton sheet and was surprised at how disappointed she felt that there wasn’t a sliver of pain left.

“What do you two think? Should I do orgasm control or make her walk up and down the stairs with ball weights added to nipple and clit clamps?”

“Warf! Warf!” Storm immediately consented to the suggestion.

“Neaaooo! Warf!” Sheila napped at his ear and glared at Trent.

“It seems we have a tie. Hm, let’s see. How about we dress her up nice and warm in that special suit I had made. You know the one that allows the nipples to peek through?”

“Warf!” Both dogs barked and wagged their tails.

“Yes, that one. And then … you know, I think this is it,” he said colloquially. “We take her outside, put clover clamps on her nipples and attach that eagle kite I bought last summer. Then, we see how aptly she can fly it with her breasts. What do you think?”

Silence followed and then two low grunts reached Riley’s ears through the thick duvet where she’d been listening with her eyes growing wider.

“Okay, that’s it then,” Trent said in a clear voice that sparked the arousal she’d been so desperately trying to ignore. Yes, he’d made her come but it hadn’t fed the lust she had … for him. To feel his hard cock slide in and out of her … pounding her, like she’d read in the novels.

She flicked off the duvet and sat upright, all in one movement.

“Traitors,” she snapped at the two dogs watching her with animated expressions. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she glowered at them, doing her best to ignore the big man close to her side on the bed. Storm’s tongue lolled sideways out of his mouth as he yapped in her direction. Sheila hung her head.

“Hm … now isn’t that a sight for sore eyes?”

Riley yanked up the duvet to cover her breasts as she realized Trent leered at her nakedness. He leaned on one elbow and regarded her with an amused twinkle in his eyes.

Dressed in black jeans and a dark blue sweater that molded to his musculature, he looked good enough to eat … or lick … or fuck. Yes, definitely to fuck.

No! Get with the program, Riley. This isn’t a sweet love story. It’s kink! He wants to make you fly a kite with your tits, for heaven’s sake.

“You’re a pervert, Trent Reeves.”

“I’m a man, Riley Miller.”

“A trauma surgeon! You’re not supposed to drool over a woman’s breasts.”

His laughter rippled from his chest. Riley stared; completely confused at the change in him.

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