Kendall blinked. He didn’t seriously expect her to go back in there with those things, did he? “No way. If you haven’t noticed, I’m not really the outdoor type. That means anything dealing with nature is off-limits.”
Jason shook his head. “You’ve been living in LA for way too long.”
“Yeah, well at least I don’t have to worry about crickets attacking me there.”
He snorted. “No. There, you just have to worry about people attacking you.”
She made a face. “Go take care of your stupid crickets. I’m going home.”
Kendall turned on her heel to storm off, only to trip over a plastic bucket beside the hothouse. It fell to the wooden dock with a thud, the contents inside spilling out all over her feet. This day just kept getting better and better.
Cursing, she shook her feet, trying to get the dirt off. That was when she realized there were slimy, wiggly things crawling around in it.
Kendall jumped back with a scream, frantically kicking her feet. While the dirt fell off easily, the squirming things living in it only clung to her skin. She backpedaled wildly, cringing as they squished under her sandals.
“Get them off me,” she shrieked.
Jason ignored her. Instead, he crouched down to hurriedly scoop up handfuls of the nasty little creatures and put them back in the bucket.
“Dammit, Kendall, you’re stepping on them. Just pick them up. They won’t hurt you.”
Kendall stared at him in disbelief. He wanted her to touch those disgusting squirmy things?
“Pick them up yourself!” she shot back.
Heedless of the worms crawling around underfoot, she started for the door when Jason caught her arm and spun her around.
“You didn’t learn anything from that spanking I gave you the other day, did you?” he growled.
Kendall gasped. He wouldn’t dare spank her again. But as he strode over to one of the benches alongside the building, she realized he intended to do just that.
“Jason, wait…”
The rest of what she was going to say came out in a whoosh of breath as he sat down on the bench and flung her over his knee. Kendall immediately tried to push herself back up, but the strong arm wrapped firmly around her waist held her fast.
She started to struggle, but couldn’t make herself move. Her mind wanted her to fight him, but her body—traitor that it was—refused to obey. Not even when Jason’s hand came down hard on her upturned ass. The smack stung fiercely through the material of her shorts, and though she let out a yelp of protest, she still didn’t try to get free. Instead, she lay there submissively and took it.
What the hell was the matter with her? Why didn’t she fight him?
Jason gave her another well-aimed slap on the seat of her khaki shorts.
“Owwwww!” she yelped as a fresh rush of heat spread across her ass.
The hell with what her body wanted—she was in charge here, dammit. With a cry of frustration, she shoved against his muscular leg. He pushed her back down, smacking one cheek, then the other in rapid succession until both were stinging so much she wanted to scream. And all the while he lectured her. First, about lying to the customers. Then, about not being careful with his property. And, finally, about being such a brat about the whole thing.
His big hand landed spanks on every conceivable part of her derriere. Some even connected with the upper part of her thighs, right where her shorts ended. Ouch, those smacks smarted something fierce.
She squirmed on his lap. “Jason, please! That really stings!”
“It’s supposed to,” he ground out.
She squealed as his hand came down on her ass again. “I’m sorry, okay? For the lying and the crickets and for—owwww—stepping on whatever those things are that I stepped on.”
“Those things are nightcrawlers.” He punctuated the words with a sharp smack. “And if you’re going to work here, you’re going to need to learn how to handle them.”
Was he kidding? Like she was going to work for him after he’d spanked her again.
Even though she knew it was useless, she wiggled around, hoping to get free, and felt a familiar tingle between her thighs. Her eyes went wide. That couldn’t mean what she thought it meant. She only felt that sensation when she was aroused. And she was most definitely not excited right now.
Her pussy spasmed, disagreeing with her.
Kendall’s face flamed. She had to put a stop to this spanking and get off Jason’s lap right now.
She opened her mouth to issue her demands, but the words ended on a startled gasp as Jason pulled her up and put her back on her feet. She reached back to cup her sore ass cheeks and glared at him.
“I can’t believe you spanked me again,” she said.