These last two weeks of the year when school is out and the family is home, I pretty much lose track of what day it is and my routine goes out the window replaced by way too much wine and yummy food, lots of family time and celebrating. I feel completely spoiled...
Melody Parks sent out a reminder for the last Wip It Up post earlier this week so here I am. Thank you Mel for helping me keep track of my days... Today I'm sharing from an untitled piece which I'm reading through now. I'm not yet committed to actually publishing it but I'll share from the start of the WIP. In this scene, Jax has caught Skye trespassing and wants to give her fair warning of what will happen if he catches her on his mountain again...
*This is unedited so excuse any errors.
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"Are you arresting me?" Skye asked, defiance marking her words.
"No, I'm not. But I am warning you. Don't let me see you back on my mountain again as long as you're working for that tabloid, is that clear?" Aidan said.
"I have a right to be here as long as I pay to use the facilities! What can you do?"
At that he chuckled before pulling her in tight, his face just inches from hers, his eyes boring into hers. Then, in one swift move, he tugged on her arm, pushing her up against the desk and bending her over it, just twisting one arm behind her not painfully, but so that there was no question as to who was in control of the situation.
"What can I do?" he asked, looking over her bent form, her small waist, the soft swell of her bottom.
Skye had stilled entirely. He wasn't even sure she was breathing. She lay with her cheek on his desk watching Jax from the corner of one eye. Aidan's free hand just brushed over her back, fingertips barely touching yet the contact causing an almost electrical charge between them. He swallowed, his cock hardening as that hand traveled lower and over the rise of one hip. Skye sucked in a breath as he circled her buttock softly before laying his hand flat over it, gripping it harder, causing her to flinch when he did.
"I can do a lot of things, Skye," he said, his voice quiet, his words well chosen and drawn out. She shut her eyes hard at the same moment his hand squeezed her bottom cheek. "This is my mountain and I make the rules here. You want to know what I do to pretty little girls I catch doing something they're not supposed to be doing?" he asked, not really waiting for a reply, realizing from the stiffening of her body how the words 'little girl' made her tense. "I take them over my knee, I bare their pretty little bottoms, and I spank them."
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There it is! Thanks so much for visiting and do drop by the other blogs. A huge thanks to Melody Parks for keeping this hop going and I wish you all a wonderful new year filled with many beautiful things.