Part 1: No Regrets(Divine Creek Ranch 2)(87)

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Rachel watched him surreptitiously from behind her wraparound shades as she unscrewed the plug to let the oil drain from her engine. She kept her face carefully passive, unobservant as she watched him. He seemed to enjoy watching her current position, and she wondered if he might have even been a little surprised that she could change her own oil. She fought a grin and leaned in a little farther, stretching her leg muscles. For good measure, she even tilted her ass up a little bit more and widened her stance. Perfect!

She saved herself thirty bucks every time she did this. But watching the expression on his face change was priceless. He was up to something. The loud thump of his truck door slamming told her she was in for it. A chill went up her spine as his evil smile turned to a scowl. Her pussy leaked moisture at the look of intent on his face.

Oh, goody! I am so in for it!

No one was around to see them. Otherwise, she would never have

draped herself over her fender like this. She felt like one of those models on the cover of a hot rod magazine. She couldn’t believe her cheekiness as she subtly arched her back and presented her ass even more plainly to him and peeked over at him from behind her wraparound sunglasses, pretending to look at something in the engine.

The cutoffs Rachel was wearing today were shorter than the ones she’d worn yesterday, so Eli was getting a great view of upper thighs and maybe even a little ass cheek. Giving free rein to naughty side, she lifted up on her tiptoes in her little thong sandals.

How’s this for an invitation to a spanking, big boy?

Surely he knew she was aware of him charging across the little lawn over to her. She glanced at him again through her shades and kept her face carefully passive, shivering with anticipation at the feral intent in his gray eyes. If she didn’t know him for the sweet, gentle giant that he was, she would have been tensed up and shaking in her…sandals, she supposed. As it was, her body loosened and relaxed, more moisture flooding her cunt as she braced herself in anticipation of whatever he had planned for her. She yelped loudly as his hands grasped her hips hard, then the collision of his big hard body against hers pressed her to the warm fender of her car.



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“Doing a man’s work again, angel?” he grated in mock anger at her as she braced herself over the air filter. She grinned devilishly. This was how he wanted to play it? Awesome!

“Hey! Anyone could change their own oil!” she hollered back as she struggled against him and tried to back away from the warm fender, rubbing against his rock-hard erection.

“Maybe. But not just anyone looks the way you do right now with this beautiful body on display for the whole world to see.” He gently shoved her back against the fender.

“There’s no one around.”

“Anyone could see as they drive by.”

“We live at the end of a dead end!” she growled, trying not to laugh as he rubbed his cock against her denim-covered ass. This is freaking fun!

“That’s beside the point. You could hurt yourself working on your car while no one is home. No one would know if you needed help.”

“That’s bullshit. How am I gonna hurt myself changing my—”

“Also beside the point.” He gripped her ass cheeks again and then yanked her hips to him hard. “What if you did hurt yourself with no one around, and how about the way you put yourself on display with no one around to keep you safe from strangers? That’s two ways you’ve

endangered your safety.”

“Huh?” Where is he going with this?

Eli elaborated. “Ethan says that if Grace puts her safety in jeopardy knowingly, she gets a spanking. He lights her little bottom up until it’s a glowing bright pink.”

A shiver raced over her skin. She so loved Ethan right now! “All I did was—” she began in a very sassy tone. Maybe sassing him would get her a few extra swats.

“You got two strikes against you already, Rachel. Ethan says back-talking him gets Grace extra licks.”

Ooooh. Extra licks sound good.



In a very sassy tone, Rachel retorted, “Ethan can kiss my ass.”

Oops! Looks like my ass is grass and Eli’s the lawnmower!

She thought that Eli did well at adopting a shocked tone. “Cursing from those pretty lips, Rachel? Such a shame. More sassing and foul language.

That’s definitely extra licks.” He pulled her to a standing position. He bent,



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put his shoulder to her hips, and lifted her over his shoulder. She squealed loudly and tried not to giggle, much. She beat on his back with her fists and struggled to be put down. He gave her a solid pop on her bottom that didn’t even sting a little.