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as if his arms were already around her. I am a gentleman. I am also a gentle man. I would never touch you
inappropriately, or in a way that would hurt you except when I have to spank you. When she opened her mouth
to reply vehemently he pressed one finger over her lips to quiet her. We have something between us that
shouldn t be treated lightly, so I m not going to allow you to just brush me off like that. I know that you feel the
same way I do I don t know how I know, but I do. I know your whole body flushes when we touch I can feel
your breath against me as it quickens when our lips meet. I m not going to paw you like some school boy, but I m
definitely going to touch you, Lana. Whenever and wherever I choose. I m going to put my hand on your back
when we walk into the restaurant, I m going to cup your cheek when we kiss, I m going to hold you very closely
while we dance, and I m going to hold you close while we re in this limousine.
He put actions to words as he spoke, reaching his thick, muscular arms out to wrap around her and slide
her close against his side. Lana didn t protest she was too overwhelmed by the feelings he inspired that she had
thought she d long since buried. She d forgotten how wonderful it felt to be held tight in a big strong man s arms,
forgotten how warm and safe it felt . . .
He was doing it again, she realized. Turning this around so that they worked out the way he wanted
them to. No wonder he was such a successful businessman!
Muttering expletives under her breath, but apparently not far enough under it, she leaned back as far as
she could, which wasn t far at all, saying, Damn you, let me go! And when he didn t instantaneously release her,
she drew her hand back and slapped him.
It was like hitting her palm against a brick wall, and didn t seem to affect him in any way. Real regret set
in the moment after her hand connected with his cheek, and she heartily wished she hadn t done it.
Especially when a little muscle began to tic in his jaw, and his eyelids dropped just a bit, giving him a
darker, much more dangerous look. I had hoped to avoid your first spanking for a lot longer than this, but it
appears that you need a lesson in decorum right now, so you re bloody well going to get one.
It was depressingly easy for him to maneuver her over his lap since she was already in his arms. He just
pressed with incredible gentleness from behind and she essentially fell over his legs. He had the element of
surprise working for him in a big way this was the last thing she expected him to do, despite his earlier warning.
And decorum? Lana fumed all the time she was struggling to get away from him. But he had her pinned
in record time, and didn t hesitate for one second before bringing the full force of his palm down onto her thinly
covered bottom.
If she had forgotten how wonderful a man s arms felt around her, she d also forgotten the reality of how
awful a man s palm felt when applied forcefully applied to her derriere. None of her wiggling and struggling did
her any good all he had to do was contract his arm just a tad and she was held fast and vulnerable, right where he
wanted her, damn him! She knew she should never have agreed to go on this date!
Although he kept spanking her, hard, his hand rising and falling almost automatically, one part of him
meting out the punishment he had set forth and the other taking the time to luxuriate at the realization that she
was over his lap. His body had been prepared for this moment since they d met full blown and erect, straining
and seeking the very part of her that was most female to his male. He knew she knew exactly what was pressing
insistently up into her stomach as he landed swat after swat on that sweet rear of hers, pressing her even more
firmly against himself.
Spanking her was a sweet torture on several levels he would much rather have been kissing the breath
out of her . . . he thought. But the feel of her, almost all of her so close to him, with just their clothes separating
them barely. Every time his hand landed on her rapidly roasting rump, he wanted to squeeze and fondle and
gently run just the tips of his fingers over those luscious hills and valleys.
But that was not to be not this time anyway, but he was sure there would be more time for such
indulgences later. He didn t intend to let this one slip away under any circumstances.
Not only will I not tolerate language like that from those sweet lips of yours ever, he accented the ever
with a flurry of smacks carefully calculated to cover every bit of her already well warmed backside. She was still
trying to squirm away, but wasn t getting anywhere because of the hard arm he kept across her back. But I will
take you over my lap and give you a good hard spanking every time I hear you say anything in the least off color.
It s a sacrilege for such a lovely woman as you to be using words like that. And I ll thank you not to slap me across
the face. You can bet I d never do that to you. Burke slid his hand under her dress and slipped it up and over her
bottom, pleasantly surprised at how much of her rear was revealed by the opaque hose and nearly nonexistent
panties. Before she had a chance to protest what he d done, he began to spank her almost completely unprotected
cheeks, as hard as he could, fast and furious and completely without mercy, until he heard her begin to sniffle and
cry, and then he stopped immediately and gathered her up against him, rocking just slightly.
It had amazed him when Marilyn had mentioned, with extreme casualness, that Lana s husband used to
spank her on occasion. Spanking had been something he was always interested in, but none of the women he
dated seemed to have the same affinity for it that he did. Oh, they d put up with it as foreplay, and some of them
even liked it as foreplay, pretend spankings turned them on. But it was never anything any of them would
consider as something more something that could enhance their lives to have someone who truly cared about
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