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eyes and her fear stopped him as little else could. “What punishment? There’s not going to be a punishment.”
    “Oh yes there is.” He deliberately kept his voice soft, his arms crossed over his chest. “There is most definitely going to be a punishment. Yours. Because you dared to put yourself in danger. Because you walked into the worst bar in the city with no thought to your safety.”
    He took a step forward.
    “Because of those reasons you are so getting spanked.”
     
    For a moment Kayla thought the glint of amusement in his eyes meant he was joking. Then she realized he was simply enjoying himself.
    She narrowed her eyes at him, determined not to let on how aroused she was.
    “You can sure as hell try,” she challenged him, immediately realizing her mistake as a ruthless smile crossed his face.
    Kayla’s temper flared hot and wild. “I’m a grown woman, Cord. I can go where I like, when I like, and you have no say in the matter. You certainly have no right to punish me. Who the hell do you think you are, my fath— Argh!” Her words ended on a scream as he moved forward, trapping her in his arms, pushing her back until she was lying flat on the sofa with him leaning dominantly over her.
    He kissed her, and it was more than she could ever have imagined—more intense, more passionate, more consuming. She was given no time to think—could only react, drawn into the whirlwind heat he was creating.
    Cord raised his head and she protested the loss. His lips turned to the sensitive skin on her neck, nibbling and sucking until endless shivers of sensation raced through her body.
    “I need you, Cord, please.” He was driving her wild. “Touch me, oh God, touch me.”
    His gaze devoured her, baring her soul. Sitting, he stripped off her dress so she was lying in just the lacy bra and miniscule G-string.
    As he continued to stare down at her, her insecurities rose, stealing some of her pleasure.
    “Cord?” She cursed her trembling voice, the weakness she betrayed as her hands crept across her rounded stomach.
    “No hiding.” His hands grabbed hers, placing them over her head. “Don’t move,” he warned as he undid the front clasp of her bra.
    Her breasts spilled from the cups. His gaze was intense.
    “I know they’re a bit big, but—”
    “Jesus, woman, do I have to gag you?”
    Kayla quickly shut up at his rough words. Their groans intertwined as he surrounded one stiff nipple with his lips, drowning it in the haven of his warm mouth. As though her nipples were precious, his mouth and tongue worshipped them. He seemed to know how to drive her crazy.
    “Cord, I need you inside me.”
    He kissed her again, moving his other hand to her breast. Rubbing his fingers over the hard nub, he stared at her through eyes that were heavy-lidded, lust-filled and determined.
    The walls of her sheath clenched as his torment continued—one warm, strong hand moving slowly down her body until he was cupping her mound. Without direction, her hips thrust up, pushing her pussy against his hand, searching for friction, for release. Answering her unspoken demand, he brushed a thick finger against her pulsing clit. Her hips stilled as she savored the wicked thrill of his touch.
    Raising his head, Cord met her gaze with his. The hard desire she glimpsed in the depths of his gaze made her breath catch. She was almost frightened by his need, by hers. A need so intense it bordered on pain—a need that rode her hard, demanding to be set free.
    “Come now, Kayla,” Cord commanded.
    “No,” she cried out as he increased the pressure on her clit. She could feel it building, feel each flick thrust her that bit higher, drive her a bit more wild.
    “I want you inside me. I want us to come together.”
    Cord shook his head. “I want you to come now. And, baby, I always get what I want.” His lips descended on her nipple again, licking, sipping then biting hard. Oh god, it was painful and so very pleasurable. She shattered,