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  “Liar. You’re a smart woman, Hope, and a smart woman would be afraid. Don’t lie to me again.”

  Hope twisted to look at him over her shoulder. “But it’s you. I’m not afraid of you, Ace.”

  Ace grinned coldly, fighting his own desire at the absolute trust and need in her eyes. “You will be.” Running his hand over her luscious, warm bottom, he smiled again at the moisture coating her thighs. The little brat loved this. Now would be the perfect time to take her farther out of her comfort zone.

  “You clenched your ass when I spanked you. You’re going to have to learn that I won’t allow that.” As he expected, she watched as he reached for the bowl on his nightstand and removed the contents.

  “What’s that?”

  Clamping his jaw in an effort to hide his amusement and surge of lust at her apprehension, he held it up, letting her get the full effect.

  “Ginger.” As he settled back between her spread thighs, he held a hand on her back to keep her from twisting.

  Hope might like to submit with her body, but her strong will kept her from submitting completely. What a challenge it would be to see how far he could take her until the needs of her body overrode everything else. It would get harder and harder, the challenge never-ending.

  “W–what are you going to do with that?”

  Ace’s cock came to rapt attention at the tremor in her voice. “I thought you weren’t allowed to speak. You’ll have to be spanked for that…let’s say five slaps. But first I’m going to insert this into your ass. If you clench, it’ll release oils that burn.”

  “What? You’re going to put that inside me?”

  “Are you using your safe word?”

  “Go to hell.”

  “Let’s make it ten slaps. Would you like to add anything else?”

  Hope buried her face in the pillow, another reason he would have her on her back soon. “No.”

  He smiled at her muffled reply. “Good. Then we can take care of this before we go any further.”

  * * * *

  Hope buried her face in the pillow, not believing what Ace was about to do to her. She expected to be spanked, hell, she looked forward to it, but now he wanted to make sure she didn’t clench her ass cheeks when he did it.

  How was she supposed to do that?

  Being spanked in the past required nothing on her part, but Ace wanted her to be an active participant in her own submission. He’d made her open herself to him, and now he expected her to concentrate on not clenching her bottom while he spanked her!

  Gripping the soft restraint, she had to turn her face to the side before she suffocated, only to gasp when she saw his big hand holding the ginger root right next to her head.

  The outer skin had already been removed to reveal the ginger beneath, the finger-sized, pale flesh glistening with moisture. He’d left the larger base intact, the skin darker and much rougher looking than the rest. “Every time you clench on the ginger, your anus will get warmer until it burns. The more you clench, the hotter it gets.”

  Hope shivered as he ran a hand down her back and settled himself between her thighs again.

  “Oh, God.”

  Once again burying her face in the pillow, her breath hitched as he slowly slid the piece of ginger past the tight ring of muscle and into her. The coolness surprised her after his warning, and it took a tremendous amount of concentration not to clench on it. She wondered if she’d ever get used to the feel of something invading her anus. Ace always seemed to want to touch her there as though seeming to know that’s what made her feel the most helpless. It always felt so naughty, so decadent, and she couldn’t believe how much it heightened all of her senses.

  “Good girl.”

  Hope trembled helplessly, as she always did when he spoke to her that way and focused on not clenching.

  She could only imagine how she looked with her bottom high in the air, her legs spread wide and a piece of ginger protruding from her ass. In this position, he could see everything, do anything he wanted and, other than using her safeword, she would be helpless to stop him.

  Her own reaction stunned her and made her glad that she’d saved her bottom for him.

  “Hmm, very nice.”

  Hope involuntarily clenched at his voice, and she immediately stilled, panting as she waited for the burn.

  Ace’s hands covered her ass cheeks and began to massage gently. “Focus, baby. I want you to count each slap of your spanking. Five on each cheek.”

  Hope turned her head, gulping in air. She nodded, not speaking for fear of earning herself an even longer spanking. The ginger in her bottom no longer felt cool. In fact, it had started to warm and tingle, and she feared clenching on it again. It felt so good, the sensation like nothing in her experience, but she didn’t want it to get any hotter. More moisture leaked from her, embarrassing her at how much she enjoyed this.

  “Good girl.”

  Hope clenched involuntarily, her breath catching as the warm tingling got stronger.

  Ace ran his lips over the cheeks of her bottom. “You’re not focusing, love. I haven’t even begun your spanking and you’re already clenching.”

  Hope thrilled at his endearments, wondering if he even knew he used them or how the tone of his voice had changed, becoming deeper and even more intimate. She couldn’t think about it right now. It took all of her concentration to keep her pussy and anus from clenching.

  The first slap landed, startling her and reigniting the heat. As hard as she tried, she couldn’t keep from tightening on the ginger. Breathing deeply, she squeezed her eyes shut, unable to stop rocking her hips and wiggling. The effect of the ginger inside her startled her, the added heat rapidly ridding her of all inhibitions.

  “Ace, please hurry. It’s tingling.”

  Ace ran his hands up and down her thighs, apparently in no hurry to finish her spanking. “It’ll get hotter. I may not even let you come. You need to learn patience.”

  Kicking her legs, she wiggled harder, his soft chuckle infuriating her. “Damn it, Ace. I came here to be fucked. You can’t do this to me.”

  Two more sharp slaps landed, one on each cheek. “Until you use your safeword, I can do whatever I want with you. Now, I believe you have ten slaps coming.”

  “What?” She twisted restlessly, kicking her feet. “Only seven more. You already gave me three.”

  “You didn’t count them, honey, so they don’t count.”

  Never in her life had she been so aware of her ass, but her pussy and clit also demanded attention. In her current position, she couldn’t rub against anything, and she desperately needed the relief. The heat at her slit and those amazing tingles made it nearly impossible to think anymore, which made it even harder to focus.

  “I’m sorry. One. Two. Three. Please Ace, I need to come.”

  Five slaps in rapid succession landed on her left ass cheek, making it burn. Ace held his hand over the heat, making it worse as it spread to her already inflamed clit and pussy.

  Fisting her hands, she bit the pillow to hold back her cries as she counted.

  “I have other uses for ginger, you know. Can you imagine what it’ll feel like to have a sliver of it pressed to your clit?”

  Hope almost came at the thought of it. “Ace, please. I’m begging. I can’t take any more.”

  Rubbing a hand over the cheeks of her ass, he growled. “Use your safeword.”

  Hope tried to rock her hips, so close to coming she couldn’t stand it. Concentrating on not clenching and not coming proved to be nearly impossible. Fearing she wouldn’t be successful only frustrated her more. With frustration came anger, which she drew on like a lifeline.

  “Kiss my ass.”

  “With pleasure.”

  Hope shuddered again as his lips moved over her bottom that stilled burned from his spanking. The ginger shifted in her anus as he pushed a finger into her pussy again.

  “I can also put a nice thick piece of ginger in your pussy and just sit back and enjoy
the show. You’ll writhe on the sheets, crying and begging me to let you come.”

  Hope looked over her shoulder to glare at him. “I hate you. If you don’t fuck me soon, I’m gonna scream.”

  Ace curled his finger inside her, stroking her pussy and controlling her squirming with a hand on her back. “You’re screaming now. You still have five more slaps before I flip you over and put on the blindfold.”

  “Blindfold? Oh, God. Ace, I’m so close. Please let me come. Damn it, you son of a bitch. I need it.”

  Ace withdrew his finger from her pussy and slapped her ass again. While she struggled with the heat, he slowly fucked her ass with the ginger root, making the hot tingles even hotter. “No. I told you I may not let you come at all. We’ll see if you can be a good girl. Only good girls get to come.”

  Hope would be as good as he wanted if only he’d give her relief from an arousal so strong it changed the way she thought about sex. She’d never known such incredible pleasure, never knew it could be so all-consuming. The heat in her anus got stronger, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t keep from clenching.

  Thankfully, Ace chose that moment to administer the other four slaps to her wiggling ass.

  Hope quickly counted them, dying to have him fuck her.

  “I had mercy on you this time, but I could delay each smack for a half hour if I wanted and keep changing the ginger. Think about that the next time you clench when I spank you.” He slid the ginger root from her slowly, moving it in circles as he withdrew it.

  Hope tightened on it, fighting to keep it inside. “Please, Ace. I feel empty.” The burning made itself known, but to her surprise, it only increased her desire.

  Ace didn’t speak for several long seconds. Leaning over her to put the ginger back in the bowl, he kissed her shoulder. “You like the ginger, don’t you, baby? You like having something in your ass. You like it hot. I’ve got a lot of fantasies about this beautiful ass.”

  Hope shuddered as the denim of his jeans brushed over her bottom and the back of her thighs. So sensitive there she couldn’t stand it, she bucked against him. “Damn you, Ace. I need to come. Fuck me, damn it.” She shrieked when Ace flipped her to her back, repositioning the pillow beneath her bottom.

  “I’m not fucking you tonight. We’re not ready for that.”

  A chill went through her at his tone. “Y–you don’t want me?”

  A muscle worked in Ace’s jaw. “Want has nothing to do with it. When this ends—”

  “Stop it.” Hope fought her bonds. “I don’t want to hear about this ending anymore. I want you to take me. I’m willing to give all of myself to you, Ace, and I expect the same from you.”

  Ace leaned completely over her, his breath warm on her cheek as one hand settled on either side of her head. “You don’t have any right to expect any more than what I give you.”

  Hope arched, rubbing her nipples against his chest. “Why do you think I came here?”

  Ace tweaked a nipple. “To submit to me.”

  Biting back the moan, she rocked her hips and smiled, arching toward him with the need to make this a memorable occasion for both of them. “Then dominate me, Sheriff, if you can.”

  A brow went up as his hand slid down her body. He brushed his fingers over her stomach and smiled as the muscles quivered under his hand. “Oh, I can, baby. Until you realize the truth and see it my way.”

  The moan she’d been holding back escaped as his fingers traced over her bare folds. Frustrated that he couldn’t see how perfect they would be for each other, she met his gaze. “Or you do.”

  His eyes flashed with something that disappeared before she could read it. “Brave words. Be good while I go wash the ginger from my hands before I touch you anywhere else.” Keeping his hands clear of her body, he worked his way down, lightly kissing each nipple before running his tongue down her belly. Smiling at her attempt to rub her clit against him, he shouldered her thighs apart. “Keep them spread until I get back. I don’t want to catch you rubbing your thighs together, or I’ll spank your bare pussy. Hard.”

  Hope watched him pick up the bowl and leave, rocking her hips on the pillow in an effort to fight the unbearable ache. His light kiss on each of her nipples had been like an imaginary string tugging at her clit.

  God, she couldn’t stand much more of this.

  It seemed like forever until Ace came back, but in reality was probably only a few minutes, which had given her just enough time to pull back from the edge.

  She’d bet anything that it had been his intention all along.

  Sitting on the edge of the bed, he removed his socks and stood facing her as he grabbed the hem of his T-shirt to pull it over his head. “Good girl. I’ll bet it was hard to stay that way. I’m proud of you.”

  Hope gulped as he came toward her, his naked chest gleaming in the low light.

  He was magnificent!

  His clothes hid a chest wider than any she’d ever seen, every inch of it and his arms loaded with hard-packed muscle. He had almost no chest hair, his skin smooth and so beautiful she couldn’t wait to get her hands on it. He had a hell of a six pack, his flat stomach making her mouth water. As he knelt beside the bed, she couldn’t take her eyes off of him.

  “God, you’re beautiful.”

  He blinked, his surprise apparent. “You’re the one who’s beautiful, baby. Let’s see how good you look all spread out for me to play with.” He held her gaze as he reached for something beside the bed and slid a hand under her thigh, pulling it toward him. He secured a dark band just above her bent knee. It attached to a long strap, which apparently went under the mattress and came out the other side.

  “I’m going to restrain you with your legs spread wide open.” Moving to the other side of the bed, he smiled coolly as he turned on the lamp on the other nightstand, the brighter light making her even a little more uncomfortable. “I have total access to your clit, your pussy, and your ass. Your breasts are free, lifted, and unprotected. I can do whatever I want and there isn’t a thing you can do to stop me. Are you sure you want this?”

  Hope couldn’t keep from rocking her hips as he fastened her other leg in the same way. Experimentally, she pulled inwardly with one leg only to have it pull on the other leg. Lying there with her arms over her head and her legs wide open, she truly was on display and available for whatever he wanted to do to her.

  She loved it!

  Arching her back, she lifted herself in offering. “Absolutely. I don’t want to stop you. Take what you want.”

  He stood, holding a wide strip of black material. Without saying a word, he lifted her head off of the pillow and blindfolded her, releasing her as soon as he had it in place.

  A sharp tug on her nipple took her by surprise, the feeling much stronger since she hadn’t been able to anticipate it. Crying out, she jolted, her pussy leaking even more moisture. Her slit had become drenched with her juices, her nipples sensitive and needy. Her clit throbbed, her bottom still warm from her spanking, and her anus still held a slight tingling warmth from the ginger.

  The combination sent her senses reeling. Thrashing on the bed as much as she could, she moaned hoarsely, fearing for her sanity.

  A hand cradled her jaw as warm lips moved over her cheek. “And now, love, we begin.”

  Chapter Eight

  Being restrained and splayed wide open gave her a sense of freedom she’d never experienced before and hadn’t at all expected. She could let go completely and give in to whatever he did to her with abandon. No holding back, no accusations, no looks of disgust.

  Just freedom to explore and enjoy the pleasures to be found.

  Freedom to let herself go and surrender herself to the man she loved more than anything.

  Knowing that he could see everything and touch her in any way he wanted filled Hope with an even stronger sense of vulnerability, but also connected her to Ace in ways she hadn’t expected. Glad that she’d been blindfolded, for it allowed her to hide somewhat, she f
ound herself in another place, an altered state in which all of her senses were heightened as she happily put herself completely in his capable hands.

  Each brush of his hands over her heated skin seemed magnified, and not being able to see him, she never knew where the next touch would be. The anticipation of waiting for whatever erotic thrill he would deliver next threatened to drive her mad.

  “Hmm. And look at what I get to fully explore. I get to see what happens when I stroke you here.”

  Hope moaned as his fingers brushed lightly over her inner thigh.

  “Or pinch here.”

  Anticipating a pinch to her nipple, she jolted and cried out when he pinched her clit instead.

  “Or kiss here.”

  Not knowing what to expect, Hope arched, her body tightening when he kissed her nipple, taking the time to lick and gently nibble. She froze when his sharp teeth closed over it, only to writhe again when his warm tongue relieved the sting. Unable to keep still, she thrashed under him, a whimper escaping when he lifted his head.

  Placing a hot hand on her stomach, he murmured softly to her until she settled once again.

  It occurred to her that he spoke more often while making love to her than he ever did, his voice like a lifeline to steady her. His tone had a unique quality to it now that she’d never heard in it before. Dark and intimate, steely but indulgent, it flowed over her like warm honey, and set off a shower of sparks throughout her body.

  Already madly in love with him, she found this side of him absolutely irresistible. She wanted to give everything to him, be everything to him, greedily wanting his attention and focus to be only on her.

  Everywhere he stroked her, from her arms and shoulders, down her chest and to her belly, he left a trail of heat. She arched, silently begging for his attention to her nipples, which he ruthlessly ignored. No longer able to thrash from side to side, she pulled on the bonds at her wrists to lift herself.

  “Please, Ace.”

  “Maybe I should spank your pussy.”

  Hope shuddered, biting her lip to keep from replying.