Page 110 of Shephard
CHAPTER 28
Denise
“Then you’re going to have one sore bottom.”
“Remember, big boy,” I said as I strutted closer. “I do have you on a short leash.” I couldn’t help myself, sliding my hands up his chest very slowly. I wanted to feel all his gorgeous muscles tingling underneath my fingertips.
He said nothing, but his ragged breathing did. The last week had been such a whirlwind and this was the last difficult action that needed to be taken.
Hopefully for a long time.
The tourists continued to flock into Danger Falls, the ugly reports leaked to the press about a brutal killer having the opposite effect than what I’d worried about.
The town was all the rage, the towners, as I’d heard them called, telling tall tales that had little to do with anyone’s truth. But if that helped their businesses, who was I to judge?
Greg was in the process of hiring not one but three park rangers, two in addition to replacing Cane. He’d disappeared, which was likely in his best interest since his ‘family’ member had been killed playing soldier for Boris. But there were others, no doubt chomping at the bit to cut the guy down. At least there would be additional help in our department, which was the least that could be done given we’d helped catch an international criminal.
Something the sheriff had claimed as his own accolade. Life was too short to be pissed. Besides, he had the target on his back, not us.
Thankfully most of the Fox boys’ pasts remained in the shadows. No one was the wiser that three of the most dangerous men in the world were living in festive cabins near them.
My cabin had been repainted a lovely shade of coral. I’d splurged and purchased a new couch and coffee table just because I was in the mood.
Life was good.
Even better since I had one hot man by my side. But grandchildren? Not a chance in hell.
“Nice dress,” he breathed.
“Don’t get used to it. This tight thing belongs to Maggie.”
“I think we need to change that.”
“I’m a jeans and ponytail girl. Don’t forget that.”
“You really do like playing with fire. Don’t you, sweetheart?” He wrapped his arms around me, ensuring I knew he was just as excited as he always was when I came around.
“Why yes, yes, I do. So what?”
“Hmmm… Okay. So what. Let me think.” He was more playful than he’d been before, although I still called him Mr. Grumpy. But I should have known he was up to something. When he easily managed to toss me over the edge of his desk, I instantly forced myself to bite back a cry.
The last thing I wanted was for one of his employees to come running in or God forbid his brothers. That would not make my day.
“What are you doing?” I demanded in my usual rather nasty tone.
“Giving you what you deserve. What do you think?” Shephard yanked up my dress until my bottom was revealed. I had a matching red thong with my butt already exposed, but he dragged the soft lace down to my knees.
I tried to fight him as I always did, but he was having none of my antics, keeping me pinned to the desk with one of his massive palms.
“Ouch. Not fair. We have a lunch to go to.”
He laughed in his deep, husky tone, the one that drove me to complete heated overload. “Then as you sit through the experience, you’ll remember who you belong to.”
“Not a chance, buster.” My arrogance only resulted in receiving eight brutal swats of his hand in rapid succession. He moved from side to side and I could tell he was having fun delivering the spanking.
Damn him.
I kicked out my legs, doing my best to wiggle and shift. I was hoping to leave a nice big wet spot on his expensive desk.He wasn’t kidding with the round of discipline, removing and folding his belt.