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Not Really the Outdoor Type(27)

By:Paige Tyler


When her boyfriend’s only reply was to scowl even more, Kendall decided it was time to try a different approach. Her lips curving into a sexy smile, she looked up at Jason from beneath lowered lashes and looped her arms around his neck.

“Just think how nice it will look in our bedroom, honey.”

“If it doesn’t fit in the truck, it stays here.”

God, he was so pigheaded sometimes. She dropped her arms and took a step back. “That’s just your way of saying you can’t figure out how to make it fit.”

Whirling around, Kendall turned to head for the door when Jason gently caught her arm and spun her back around.

“Is someone looking for a spanking?” he asked softly, his blue eyes suddenly taking on a teasing glint.

Kendall caught her breath at the mention of a spanking, her anger disappearing at that one word. No matter how many times Jason spanked her, she didn’t think she’d ever stop getting that little quiver of excitement that ran through her whenever she thought about him putting her over his knee.

“Here?”

She looked out the roll-up door of the storage unit. Anyone coming by would be able to see them.

Jason’s mouth quirked. “Why not? You’ve been practically begging for one ever since we got here. And if the only way to stop you from nagging me about that couch all the way home is to redden that cute little ass of yours, then I have no choice, do I?”

“I wouldn’t nag you…”

Her voice trailed off as Jason sat down on the couch in question and was guiding her over his knee. Kendall played the part of the good little submissive—at least when it came to getting a spanking— and went willingly. She even made sure to stretch her legs out and balance herself on her toes, knowing from experience that it put her bottom higher in the air and made it a much better target for her boyfriend’s strong hand. Placing her palms on the floor, she held her breath, and waited for Jason to begin.

Jason started out the same as he always did, by running his hand up the back of her legs and caressing her upturned ass. Even though Kendall had no doubt she’d be squirming and kicking her legs in protest a few minutes from now, she couldn’t help but let out a little sigh of pleasure all the same.

The sound quickly turned into a startled little gasp of surprise when his hand abruptly came down on her ass. Even through her shorts, the smack stung. “Ouch! That hurt.”

Above her, Jason made a shushing noise. “The door’s open, remember? You wouldn’t want someone coming in to find you getting a spanking, would you, sweetheart?”

She craned her head to look at him over her shoulder. “Then don’t spank me so hard.”

He grinned. “I have to. I want your bottom to still be stinging on the drive home.”

Kendall stuck her tongue out at him, but obediently turned back around. A spanking might make her bottom sting, but getting it right out here in the open where someone could see them was also getting her so turned on that her pussy would be purring the whole way back to Copper Canyon. What would Jason do if she unbuttoned her shorts, slid her hand down her panties and touched herself while they drove? Her pussy got even wetter as an image of what she hoped he’d do flashed into her head. Before she could get too wrapped up in her fantasy, Jason started spanking her, and all she could think about was the sting his hand left as it came down over and over again on her ass.

He worked back and forth, alternating from one cheek to the other until Kendall was biting her lip and squirming around on his lap. She might be able to wait until the drive back to Copper Canyon. She might have to touch herself right now.

Abruptly, the spanking stopped and Jason stood her on her feet. She watched as he got up, cross the storage unit and pulled down the door. When he was done, he turned back to her.

“Push down your shorts.”

She definitely liked where this was going. Giving him a smile, she slowly unbuttoned her shorts and pushing them down over her hips. Underneath, she wore a pair of bikini panties which were so skimpy that they barely covered her ass cheeks. Something she was sure Jason noticed when he put her back over his knee,.

Jason ran his hand over her rose-tinted ass, chuckling softly when she inhaled sharply. Over the past weeks, she’d learned a lot about spanking. One of them being that no matter how much she protested, she liked it when he spanked her hard.

She tensed in anticipation as he lifted his hand. He brought it down on one cheek, then the other, alternating from side to side rather than concentrating on any one place. Unless that place was her very sensitive sit-spots. A few smacks to those tender areas had her squirming and kicking so wildly she had to over her mouth with her hand to stifle her squeals.