Crushed Velvet (4 page)

Kanda sucked in her breath as his hand massaged her bottom. She was getting wet just by the way his hands were on her. “Yes.”

“Well, I’m gonna help you with your
retrospect.”

A stinging slap hit her butt cheek. “Ow!” she yelped. “My what?”

“Where I come from, it means something you regret doing.” He popped her ass again. “That’s for tying my left hand.”

“Oooh!” Kanda struggled, but he was far stronger.

Smack!
His hand landed on her other cheek. “That’s for tying my right hand.”

“Ohhh!” she cried out. It stung like a sonofabitch. “You can’t do this to me!”

“The hell I can’t! If you can tie me up? I can certainly do this!” He popped her butt again.

“Ahh!” she yowled.

“It’s like you said before. I’m taking the responsibility for your conscience and making your apology easier for you.” Another slap stung her butt cheeks. “That’s for tying my legs.”

Tears formed in her eyes. They were close before but now she felt them brim her lids. She’d never been spanked in her entire life. No one would have ever dared to even try this. Tears fell down her cheeks.
But I do deserve it and worse!

Wade seemed to be through with her little girl spanking but he kept her lying on his lap. He bent lower and kissed each plump cheek. “And that’s for the best god dammed climax I’ve ever had.” He caressed her burning cheeks softly.

Kanda was stunned as she limply lay there and sniffled like a little girl. No one had ever taken her down a peg like this before. No man, woman nor beast. It was one of those times when you felt humbled and small, like a little fluffy chick in the barnyard that can’t do anything because it’s too small to even crow.

Deft-like, he stood, swung her around and picked her up.

Gasping with surprise, she was struck again by this man’s ways.
He handles me like I was a feather, light as air.
He makes me feel delicate and small. Something I’d never thought I could feel.
Wade seemed to do that to her and so much more. Kanda was struck speechless again.
This Aussie should get an award for silencing such a bitchy female as me
.

“We’re gonna bathe in the river for awhile.” He strode boldly to the door.

“But were naked!” she finally spoke up.

“Yep, and we’re liable to stay that way for awhile.” He laughed loudly.

The sun hit her eyes when he brought her outside, and Kanda was smiling now.
Good Lord, finally a real man. The first of his kind I ever met. I should’ve known he wouldn’t run away like some startled colt.

FIVE

The Cow Girl Who Foolishly Played With Matches
.

Plush Stud Ranch, Victoria Texas

Bren stared at this hunk of a man who clenched his fists while his large body shook. All she was doing was stroking him. She’d done that to a few men, but usually it was in the dark or in the backseat of a car somewhere. This here? This was right out in pure daylight and she was loving every hot second of it. She wondered if she should brave more, be more aggressive…something she’d never done before.

Trevor gazed across the room and then over at the window.

Puzzled, Bren wondered if she was doing it wrong or if he was bored with her. “Trev?”

He seemed to gulp and he shook his head.

She wondered at his strange behavior and decided now was better than ever to try what she’d been thinking about. She got down on her knees in front of him and stuck her tongue out, swiping the tip of him.

“Ahh.” He moaned and his gaze shot straight down at her.

She grinned up at him. “I wondered what it might take to get you to look at me.” She then placed her mouth over him and slid it all the way over his shaft. Well, not all the way, he was too big for that. Just as far as she could go however.

“Bren!” he whispered. “No.”

Bren never knew how wet this would make her, she never realized what pleasure it could give her. She ignored his order and stroked him forward then back. Inexplicably, her vaginal muscles spasmed.
Whoa! This was hot!

Trevor grabbed her head and his powerful legs were shaking. “You don’t have to—you don’t…” His voice fell away as she stroked him a little faster.

Oh, wow!
He was so silky against her tongue. The sensation surprised her. She’d always heard this was like something you did because it was what the guy wanted. Bren now saw that with the right guy it could be a recipe for that cream-filled velvet cake! It was a different way to be filled by him, one she hadn’t considered and now she was going to explore this all the way.

“Bren!” he whispered again, sounding desperate now.

She pulled her mouth away with a gasping of air.” Hot damn, Trev! You are yummy!”

He gave her a nervous grin.

Bren smiled back. “I thought you didn’t like my stroking? So, I figured I would get your attention somehow.”

Trevor caressed her hair. “Truth is—I think it would be too much for me to bear.”

“Too much?”

He nodded and released a breath. “I think my lasso is getting’ loose here. A man’s gotta have some self control, ya know?”

Bren shook her head. No, she didn’t know.

He grabbed her up and tugged her close, her breasts meeting with his chest. “I can’t watch you doing that stuff. I might explode!”

Realization finally dawned and Bren gasped. “No way!”

He slowly nodded his head and pressed his lips against hers. “Yes, Bren. You make me want to lose control with that sweet mouth. And those eyes of yours? You doin’ all these wayward things to my body?” He gave a shiver as he spoke. “It’s like you’re building a five-mile high bonfire and—I can’t watch.”

Bren grinned hugely. “You mean…I’m turning you on? It’s really true?”

Trevor tilted his head at her. “Why don’t you believe me?”

Bren bit at her lip. “No one has ever—I mean, no guy has ever thought…” She sighed.

He lifted her from the floor and raised her high above him. “It’s true. You make me nuts. You haunt my dreams. I think about you all the time. Your scent…” He slid her lower and kissed her right between her boobs. “Your hot body all soft and velvety, sliding against mine. Just the thought of it makes me want to jump you every time I look at you.” He kissed her plush tummy and sighed aloud.

Bren stared down at the top of his head as he kissed her skin. This hard-bodied, great looking man actually felt that she—Bren, the chub—was
that
hot? Tears rolled from her eyes.

“Do you believe me?” he asked.

Bren couldn’t answer because she was afraid he would catch her crying.

“Bren?”

“I do, Trev. I finally do!”

He lowered her down. “Good, ’cause I was gonna refuse to let you down until you did.”

She giggled and pushed him back onto the bed. “Well, it’s a good thing you let me down, or you woulda missed this.” She tugged ferociously at his Levis until she pulled them away.

“What’dya mean by that?” He asked with a dumb looking smile.

“I’m gonna do you over and—you’re gonna watch.”

He looked nervous again and shook his head.

It was so cute, this big strapping tough cowboy, looking like a boy afraid of his first time. She giggled and nodded. “Oh yes, Trevor Kincade. You’ve swept me off my feet and set me off like a NASA rocket. Made me come in ways a woman could only dream about. You’re like a walking firecracker, cowboy!”

His boyhood look departed and he heatedly gazed into her eyes.

Bren felt a shiver from just the look he held there. “Yes, you earned what’s coming to you, dream man. I’m gonna do you like a double dipped, triple ripple ice cream cone with a cherry on top! You’re gonna melt in my mouth.” She lowered her head and latched on.

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Wade carried her to the River and stopped at the edge.

Kanda gazed up at him.

He looked down at her. “What possessed you to do it?”

She didn’t expect him to ask her straight out especially after her spanking, but she was gonna try to answer. “I just felt that it may be my best chance. I never met— someone like…” She gulped nervously. “Someone so…” She halted again.

“Why, sweet Kandy.” He chuckled. “That was some dammed fine ropin’ and a helluva branding you just gave me, and now you’re gonna be shy?”

“Dammit, I swear it never happened before!”

His eyes twinkled at her with a sweet sapphire blue. “What? Been shy, or tied a man up so you could fuck him to oblivion?”

Gasping, Kanda was flustered; that was exactly what she’d done! “I—I…”
Damn, how can he do this to me so easily? I’m like a fruit roll-up. He just breathes on me…I melt, then roll right up!
She tried again. “You’re the hottest man I ever met. I never wanted anyone like I wanted you!” The words just burst forth like a tides of water over a weak-ass dam.

His eyes widened. “I think you just admitted to more than you know about. ’Cause, if I hadn’t wanted you just as bad? You’d be home already and sorrier than a wallaby with a stitched pouch.”

Batting her eyes in further confusion, she just didn’t want to talk about her craziness anymore and she was gonna try to derail his teasing. “So, what was that before…about steak?”

Wade shook his head at her. “It’s just an Aussie thing.”

“Well, I want to know more about it.” She wanted to know more about him.
Wade Monroe
…the man, his country, his thoughts, his drive—everything. What was his favorite dish, sport? Everything and anything…Wade.

“Nope. I don’t think you would appreciate it.” He stepped into the river.

“I do!” She smiled in the sweetest way she knew how.

Wade grinned at her. “Back home, we have a special holiday for men.”

Batting her lashes, she didn’t understand what this had to do with her question.

“Exactly a month after Valentine’s Day, we men have our own declared holiday—Steak and Blowjob Day.”

Kanda gasped.

At her stunned expression, Wade laughed gregariously. “Yeah, that was the same response we all got from most of the women too!”

“Do the women have to—?”

Wade laughed even harder. “Never mind in what order the holiday’s traditions are carried out, sweet piece. Just never you mind.”

Kanda grinned at yet another trait she admired in Wade. He had the best sense of humor. Like a big ole gummy bear on the inside and a hard-bodied fierce tough guy on the outside. She could just imagine all the women who would want him. ’Cause if this man couldn’t light your fire? Your wood was all wet!

Abrupt like, she felt that addictive need for him surge to the fore again. She believed now that it was what made her crazy before. This man could drive me bull-ropin’ crazy! He already has in fact. Pretty soon, everybody is gonna think my screen door’s got a big ole hole in it. There was just no telling what she might do if he did keep her coals red and smoking for too long.

Biting at her lip, she realized the whole dammed thing was odd in any case.
Just look at us.
Him laughing with abandon while standing here naked in the sunshine. Actin’ just as bright as you please!

All the while, he was holding her in his arms while she was naked too. She nervously looked all around. “Are you sure it’s okay for us to be—struttin’ around in the au naturel?”

Wade’s laughter got louder.

“I mean it. If one of my cowhands saw me—?”

“One of your what?”

“My men, my crew.”

“You mean your stockmen?””

Kanda slowly nodded her head. “I run the Triple K, remember? If they saw me like this, I would have to ride every cattle drive backward with a potato sack over my dumbass head—forever!”

“So, you’re afraid?”

Kanda took in a deep breath…that had always been a foreign word to her. “If I were? I wouldn’t have tied up a 200-pound oak tree like you!” She beamed at him with sudden pride at her accomplishment…never mind the spanking consequences after.

Wade’s eyes danced with a wicked gleam. “Well, sweet ringer, you should be very afraid.”

“Ringer?”

“Yeah…back in the Never Never that’s what we call a—cowboy or girl.” His smile disappeared.

Kanda’s smile dimmed. “So…why should I be afraid?”

“ ’Cause you owe this oak man a huge favor!” He swung her out and tossed her into the river.

“Ohh!” she spluttered around in the water.

Immediately, Wade dove in and disappeared under the murky surface.

Kanda never realized how deep this river was this time of year, just after the once a year torrential rains. Usually, Flatonia was three seasons, drought, locusts and twisters. She dog-paddled and looked around.
No Wade.

“Hello?” a voice called from somewhere on the bank.

Gasping, Kanda lowered her pudgy floating boobs beneath the murky water, so only her head and shoulders were visible.

A big man walked closer to the shore. “Uh, well— Hello there,
female
!”

Kanda’s eyes widened. He had the same accent as Wade. In fact, he looked like an older version.

“I’m looking for—”

Just then, Wade popped his head up with a huge splash of river water and grabbed her from behind.

The man stared and then grinned hugely “—that guy!”

Wade shook out his wet hair and snuggled against her.