Operation: Tempt Me (13 page)

Why his
thoughts were jumping ahead and thinking of more than a few nights in Cambrie’s
bed, he couldn’t say. Nor did he wish to dwell on that right now. His life was
very complicated, as was hers.

“We’ve only
just begun to sizzle, baby.” He kept his tone reassuring, hoping to just enjoy
the moment.

He chalked
the excessive analysis of the situation up to his lack of sleep and the
excitement of meeting Cambrie. Maybe he’d just been working too damn hard
lately. Being away from his team after spending the entire past year with them
on one mission after another took some getting used to.

He couldn’t
help glancing around the apartment as if he were still doing surveillance in
the Afghan deserts and villages. That kind of training was hard to shake even
when he returned to civilian life, which wasn’t too often now that his team had
been assigned a special sector of the Afghan nation.

Rubbing his
tattoo, he smiled, knowing Cambrie would be with him everywhere.

“You never
said where you lived when you’re not fighting bad guys or meeting pen pals,
Miller.”

Too far away
from you. “When I’m not on a mission, I live near my duty station in
Little Creek, Virginia.”

“So
that’s where you’re stationed?”

“Yes,
ma’am.”

“And
you can’t move anywhere else, right?”

He
hated the truth to be so definite. “Right. Otherwise, it’d be too difficult to
assemble the team with the time limits usually involved. I mean, we need to be
ready to run at a moment’s notice and, seriously, every second counts.”

Cambrie
leaned forward and rubbed her knuckles across his cheek. “I want to hear so
much more about your job, but I’m afraid right now I’d rather be using our
limited time together to try out some of those sex toys.”

If ever there
had been a need for a change of subject it had been just then. Miller was very
grateful to Cambrie for doing it. His job was an obvious obstacle with them
being together in any real relationship since he couldn’t expect her to leave
her life behind to come live with him when he’d be disappearing each time his
team was called to duty.

“You read my
mind, baby. I say I drag you into the bedroom and we begin round two.”

She stood and
laughed. “Dragging me would imply I didn’t want to go willingly. I say, catch
me if you can.”

The challenge
in her soft, brown eyes was all the coaxing he needed to bolt from his chair.
With a screech, she laughed and ran toward the bedroom. He caught her around
the waist and lifted her wiggling body into the air with one arm.

“Show off,”
she scolded as her fingers latched onto his forearm.

He took the
opportunity to nip at her ear lobe. Her soft flowery scent tickled his nose and
reminded him of a cool summer’s night on a lake with crisp fresh air. God, he’d
love to peel her sexy body out of a bikini.

“Not showing
off at all, Cambrie. How else am I to put you across my knee to be spanked?”

Her loud gasp
stirred his cock to a hardness that made walking painful. The little witch. She
was just too damn sexy for both their good.

“You mean I’m
getting spanked now?” Her words, while filled with a bit of shock, carried an
excitement that thrilled him.

He placed her
on her feet to face him, using his finger to edge her chin up. Once he caught
her gaze, he spoke. “I need your safe word.”

She cocked
her head to the side. “Safe word?”

“A
word that you will use so that I know to stop what I’m doing immediately. No
questions asked. It’ll signal you’ve had enough of whatever play we’re doing.”
He rubbed her upper arms with gentle caresses to ease her anxiety. “I said I’d
never do anything to hurt you. Everything has to be for your pleasure or we
don’t do it. Okay?”

“So when you
spank me it won’t hurt?” She looked disappointed.

He loved her
naivety. “Oh, your ass will be on fire, baby. But I promise you’ll enjoy every
second of it.” His hands roamed over her ass, massaging the round curves.

“Hanky panky.
That’s my word.”

He cocked an
eyebrow, confused at her choice. “Any particular reason for that one?”

She shrugged,
the material of her T-shirt almost see-through and the outline of her nipples
obvious. “Not really, except my Aunt Annabelle used to warn ‘no hanky panky’
when I’d go out on a date. So since this is far beyond any hanky panky I’ve
ever had, I thought it fitting to use that word. I could choose another.”

He smiled.
“Nope. Hanky panky will work fine. But I’m hoping I never hear the word again,
darling. I want you to trust that I’ll give you the ultimate pleasures this
sexy body deserves.”

She wrapped
her arms around his neck, a slight humming emanated from her body. “So what
about you?”

“Me?”

“What’s your
safe word, Lt. Daly?”

He bit down
on a laugh. The woman didn’t have a clue about this situation. “Why the hell
would I need a safe word?”

“Because when
I drive you insane with my mouth, it’s only fair that you, too, have a way to
stop the torment.”

He could only
stare at her. This woman was made for him. There was absolutely no doubt in his
mind. Just when he expected her to turn tail and run because the game got too
hot, she surprised him. Not only did she walk the walk, but she brought her own
agenda, too. “Ah, so you think you will get me to beg for mercy?”

She shrugged
in that non-flustered way he enjoyed more and more. “Don’t really know
especially since you’re so muscular,” she said in an overly husky voice. For
emphasis, she ran her hands along his shoulders and arms while wiggling that
hot fucking body against him. “And you’re so strong. But I enjoy a good
challenge, so you’d better have a safe word because I won’t be responsible for
any whimpering because you were too smug to chose a word to save your ass.”

Christ! How
did she manage to arouse him with a few frisky words? He was doomed if only
words and wiggles could torture his cock into a raging hard-on.

“Oh, you are
so spanked, Cambrie Brasher.” He kissed her forehead before gazing back into
her seductive eyes filled with clouds and a carefree easiness. “
Mercy
.
That’s my word. Because if you can make me rely on a word to stop the attention
of your pretty mouth, then I will need all the mercy I can get. And then you
are so spanked again, baby girl. That…I promise.”

Chapter Ten

Spankings and
paddles. Butt plugs and dildos. Cambrie had never been more curious about
anything until Miller had stepped into her life. Now just the thought of using
the sex toys was enough to heat her body and scramble her brains.

“Nice choice
of paddle, Cambrie. Hard side for punishing. Soft side for comforting,” Miller
commented.

“Thanks. Not
bad for a first time buyer,” Cambrie said as she watched with amazement as he
removed the paddle from its casing and slapped it into his palm. The sound, a
quick thud, had her swallowing hard. Her pussy spasmed with an awareness of
what was to come and all she could do was squirm while standing in front of him.
Squeezing her knees together did nothing to relieve the ache growing deep
inside her pussy.

The
determination on his face was neither menacing nor mean. All she saw was a man
so focused on her that all else around them stood still. She didn’t know how he
would get summoned back to work, whether it would be via cell phone or pager,
but right now she didn’t care. All she wanted was to have these few stolen
hours with Miller, to experience things that, up until now, she had only read
about or watched on TV.

When Miller
took small steps toward her, she used all of her willpower not to back up. She
could do this. She could role-play and enjoy experimenting sexually. It had
puzzled her how much she had wanted to try new sex acts, to be spanked and
dominated, to give herself to this man she hardly knew but felt a special
connection, a special bond with him.

To trust him
with her body asked a lot of her, but she had agreed because she trusted him.
He had earned that trust by being up front with her since their first emails.
Her eagerness to get started had shocked her even more so than her vivid
visions of sucking his cock and being tied up while he fucked her hard.

Miller
grasped her hand in his, the firm hold tugged her to the bed where he sat down
and hauled her over his lap. Staring at her bedroom floor with her hair hanging
down, she squashed the sense of panic rising within her, reminding herself that
her safe word would stop the spanking if she didn’t like it. And this was a
fantasy of hers that he was about to fulfill. What better gift could he give
her?

Cool air
wafted across her bottom when Miller lifted her shirt up, baring her ass. She
could picture the sight she made, stretched out across his lap, naked butt high
in the air.

“You have the
most beautiful ass, Cambrie,” he said, the casual tone quiet as his hand glided
across her bottom with smooth caresses. “I can’t wait to add some color to it.
Think I want to start with my hand first.”

The slap
landed on her ass cheek without further warning. It wasn’t hard, but it was
real.

“Oh,” she
yelped just as another slap landed again. Okay, this was different.

“Trust me
with your pleasure, Cambrie, and I promise you will enjoy this more than you
know.”

“I do trust
you, Miller, or this wouldn’t be happening.” And that was the truth since she
had never been this experimental with anyone else.

Two more
slaps rained down on her naked ass. “I enjoy seeing my hand print on your white
skin. Can’t wait to see what the paddle does on your delicate flesh.”

“You promised
me a spanking, not a play-by-play.” With the snippiness in her words, she had
hoped to egg him on, encourage him not to hold back. “Make me come, Miller. The
heat on my ass…it feels so good.”

Spank, spank,
spank.

“Should warn
you now to be careful for what you ask for. Because I aim to please, baby
girl.”

Spank, spank,
spank
on one cheek
. Spank, spank, spank
on the other cheek.

Wow,
was her ass getting hot. His hand spared her bottom a moment’s break, and she
thought that was the end of the punishment. Until the paddle cracked her ass
and she couldn’t hold her reaction in. “Oohh!”

Miller used
the paddle, alternating cheek after cheek, each blow a little stronger than the
last. The room filled with a whacking sound. Her ass heated to an unbelievable
temperature, the fire spreading quickly to her pussy. Little spasms ran along
her swollen and drenched pussy lips as she squirmed over his legs.

“Oh, Miller.
Please. I need to come.” She was so close. The power building within her womb
had her rocking her hips attempting to rub her clit against his leg, but it was
futile. His strength easily held her in place and movement wasn’t allowed.

When his
fingers traced the cleft between her ass cheeks, she stilled. No one had
touched her like that. Ever. After all her and Miller had done so far, it was
silly to be concerned with the area his finger edged closer to.

“I can’t wait
to fuck your ass, Cambrie, but not tonight. I want to get my fill of that sweet
pussy first.” His finger skimmed her anus on the way down to her pussy. “Mmmm.
Someone’s pussy is plenty wet for me. Good girl. But I’m still not done
spanking you.”

The instant
he removed his fingers from her wetness, she wanted to protest. She swallowed
hard, her breath caught in her throat. He what? “You’re not?”

“Nope. I’ll
decide when the spanking ends, unless you use your safe word.”

Oh, God. It
was such a turn-on when he talked like that. She needed to come. “Miller.” That
was all she could say, his name and nothing more, as groans escaped her throat.

When his hand
landed firmly on her ass again, she cried out, the pleasure too much to
withstand. “I wish you could see this beautiful ass of yours, baby. Pink from
my hand and the paddle. Hot to the touch. So adorable wiggling with each slap.”

Spank, spank,
spank
on one cheek
. Spank, spank, spank
on the other cheek.

She knew he
tested her, wanted to see how much she could endure. And to her complete
surprise, she realized that she didn’t want the spanking to end. “Don’t stop.
Please. Oh, yes!”

She didn’t
even recognize her own voice, it was filled with a husky desperation. Never had
she expected a spanking to be so arousing, sending waves of pleasure throughout
her vaginal walls and swelling her clit until it throbbed.

“Oh, God,
what did I ever do to deserve you, baby?” he whispered, like he hadn’t meant to
say the words out loud.

To her
disappointment, the spanking had ceased. When did he stop? With her breaths
ragged and her lungs desperate for oxygen, she gulped air. She hadn’t even
realized she had been so breathless. Every cell in her body was alive, filled
with an energy that had her believing she could match Miller’s strength, or
collapse trying. Every inch of her pussy wanted Miller’s attention, but he was
preoccupied with caressing her warm ass cheeks.