Undercover Obsession (20 page)

Piper’s muttering was always a telltale sign
of her frustration or stress, but Brody had a better way of dealing
with her. Pulling to a stop in front of her cabin, he had come to
the conclusion he needed to act on his threat of using his belt
this time, and God help him if she responded to the sharper pain of
leather the way she did his hand, because the way he was feeling,
his cock already thick and hard at picturing her ass striped red,
he didn’t know if he was going to be able to walk away this time.
His fear for her overrode his anger, his good intentions and his
common sense, leaving him to wonder if he was fighting a losing
battle in keeping himself emotionally, as well as physically apart
from her.

When she flounced by him, her head high, her
eyes glittering, he simply reacted. Grabbing her hand, he hauled
her to the hood of his car and bent her over the top, his taller,
stronger body braced against her back to keep her from fleeing.

“I warned you, didn’t I?” he whispered
silkily in her ear, the feel of her soft ass against his hard cock
egging him on. “Remember what I said would happen the next time you
defied me?”

Piper stilled her struggles as she felt not
only his cock rubbing her ass, but the hard metal of his belt
buckle. Just that quickly, her juices flooded her pussy, her
buttocks clenched in anticipation of feeling that delicious fiery
burn again and her nipples grew achingly taut.

“Answer me, Piper,” he demanded lowly as he
let her feel his hand move between their bodies, let her hear him
release his buckle and let her feel him pull the thick leather from
his waist.

“You said you were going to spank me with
your belt. Oh God, Brody,” she whimpered breathlessly, “I don’t
think I can take it.”

“You won’t know until you try, but
regardless, you’re going to get at least one stroke. If it’s too
much, say so and I’ll switch to my hand. Brace yourself on your
elbows and pull your hips back. Now.”

The quiet emphasis in that order demanded her
surrender, her actions demanded she take her punishment and her
pussy was demanding she give him what he wanted in the hope that he
would reciprocate generously. Birds were tweeting from the woods,
in the distance the sound of the lake splashing onto shore echoed
faintly and there was enough of a breeze to rustle tree leaves, but
all she was aware of was the erotic exposure of her ass when he
pulled her skirt up, draped it over her back and pulled her panties
down to her knees. She widened her legs automatically to keep them
from dropping to her feet. She liked the picture she imagined they
made stretched between her legs, liked the way her ass and thighs
were showcased between her panties and her raised skirt,
emphasizing and limiting the area to be spanked.

Brody doubled the belt, stood to her side and
knew by the way she was cooperating that she was going to respond
as heatedly to the pain of leather as she did to the pain of his
palm. Confident she’d let him know if she wanted him to stop, he
gave her one quick warning before snapping the leather across the
middle of both buttocks. “Brace yourself, darlin’.”

The stroke came so fast after his warning
Piper didn’t have time to do as he said, and she couldn’t prevent a
startled cry from pealing out. This time she heard the swoosh of
leather right before it struck, braced herself for the impact and
the slash of pain then whimpered as that red hot sting fed the
arousal pulsing in her pussy, set her inner flesh on fire.

After the third stroke, Brody paused and ran
his hand over the three red stripes across her ass and smiled when
her buttocks clenched tightly. Even though he could see the
moisture coating her labia, physical evidence of her arousal, he
needed that verbal confirmation before he continued. “Piper, are
you with me?”

“Yes, yes, Brody. Please, don’t stop.” Not
even her mortification over her response to this abasement could
keep her from pleading for more. If he turned her down, turned away
from her now, she knew she’d ask him to leave her alone despite the
mounting threats against her. She’d rather face those alone than
another rejection from him.

Snapping the belt on the under curve of her
cheeks, he asked, “Are you going to stop taking off by
yourself?”

Technically, she wasn’t by herself, Haley was
with her, but she wasn’t about to belabor the point. “Yes, I
promise.” She released her breath on a whoosh as he struck her
across the top of her thighs then, without pause, landed a blow on
her ass again.

Brody lowered his arm and cupped one reddened
cheek in his hand, the heat warm on his palm. Her hips shifted as
she tried to widen her stance but was brought up short by the
panties still stretched between her legs. She made an awesome sight
bent over his bright red car, her equally hot red ass displayed for
him and anyone else who might come by her place, and if he was free
to indulge in a no holds barred relationship, she would be the
first one he’d be willing to do so with.

“Two more, then I’ll stop,” he told her as he
withdrew his hand from her burning flesh as quickly as he withdrew
from a fantasy he knew he couldn’t indulge in.

Piper took the next two strokes stoically
even though her buttocks throbbed from the abuse he heaped on them.
The sting from the belt was sharply breathtaking for only a few
seconds, but as it eased and spread to her pussy, the lingering
ache worked to keep her arousal high, her need on edge and she knew
by the time he applied that last, hard swat, she was going to beg
him again to fuck her.

She turned willingly into his arms when he
lifted her upright, threw her arms around his shoulders and raised
on her toes to bury her face in his neck, whispering over and over,
“Please Brody, please, don’t turn me away. Please.”

Brody caved, his body overriding his
conscience, her pleas leaving him no choice. “Tell me you’re still
on the pill,” he rasped as he straightened her with a tight grip on
her shoulders. He knew Ian kept condoms in his pocket, but Brody
had kept his in the spare bedroom as another deterrent to giving in
to her on the spot.

“I’m still on the pill.”

He didn’t question her this time like he did
in Geneva and Piper took that as a sign he was as aroused, eager
and needy as she was. His hands moved to her waist and lifted her
easily onto the hood of his car, making her wince when her sore
buttocks plopped onto the warm metal. The quick move took her by
surprise and she had to throw her arms behind her to brace
herself.

“Don’t move,” Brody instructed hoarsely as he
stripped her panties and sandals off before lifting the front of
her skirt and tucking it into the waist, baring her from the waist
down. “I want to look at you.”

Piper thought he meant the picture she made
posed semi-nude on the hood of his car, but as he lifted her legs
and braced her feet far apart then took those big hands and spread
her bent knees even wider, she realized what he meant. His grey
gaze zeroed in on her pussy, the wide position of her legs
unfurling her thick, damp folds to reveal the pink recesses of her
vagina.

“You’re so pretty here, darlin’.” Using one
finger, they both watched as he sank it slowly into her until he
was buried up to his knuckle. “God, you feel good. Tight, wet, and
so damn fucking hot.”

His words aroused her as much as his finger
slowly exploring her pussy. Taking his time, his eyes never lifting
from her crotch, he simply felt her all over, learned the shape of
her, traced over her slick walls, coasted over her clit, his slow,
meticulous moves driving her to the edge until she knew she’d
explode with just a little bit harder, longer touch on her clit.
Needing that more than she needed her pride, she whispered, “Brody,
please, touch me.”

Brody lifted smiling eyes up to her red face
and teased, “I am touching you. Do you remember us touching you
last week when you were out of your head with lust?”

“Yes, I think I recall most of it.”

“You’re just as swollen, just as warm and wet
now as you were then, and we don’t have any drugs to blame this
time.”

“No, I don’t need drugs, I just need…sex.”
She was about to say you, but she couldn’t bring herself to give
him that much power over her, even if it was true.

Brody didn’t like her answer, then again, he
had no right to ask for more. Slowly pulling out of her snug
channel, he watched her closely as he stroked his damp finger over
her puckered back hole, wetting it before slowly breaching that
tight orifice. “Remember when we did this, how you came apart with
a scream that could probably be heard in town?” He stopped at the
first knuckle as she accustomed herself to the rude intrusion.

All Piper remembered was when fingers stroked
her where no one had gone before, the pleasure had been so intense
everything had gone black for a split second before erupting in the
brightest, most overwhelming sensation she had ever experienced. “I
just remember an orgasm that rivaled anything I’ve ever felt
before.”

“Let’s see if we can match it or at least get
close. Open your blouse and show me those awesome breasts.”

Piper loved the way he took control, loved
the way he told her explicitly what he wanted, leaving no room for
doubts. Using just one hand while she remained braced on the other,
she quickly unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked the front clasp of
her bra, spreading both garments wide enough to free her breasts.
Between the outdoor breeze wafting over her puckered nipples and
his heated gaze as he blatantly looked his fill, her lust inched up
yet another notch, making her wonder how much higher it could go
before she simply splintered apart. She felt decadently exposed,
which only added to the overwhelming arousal coursing through her
veins, and when he inched his finger deeper into her ass, then
brought his other hand to her pussy and thrust two fingers inside
her in one deep plunge, she got her answer on how much she could
take before exploding.

The orgasm punched through her, lifted her
hips up as she unconsciously sought more from those marauding
fingers, the pleasure a sharp jab of intensity as it rendered her
incoherent for its duration. Five years ago, this man had left her
with an appetite for sex that had remained unsated until now, and
she practically wept at the pleasure filling her.

Brody could no more keep from plunging his
cock into her spasming pussy than he could deny she meant more to
him than any other woman ever had. Pulling from her still grasping
sheath, he released his cock, grabbed her still warm buttocks and
lifted her hips for his rough possession. When she collapsed on her
back, wrapped her legs around his hips and grabbed at her bouncing
breasts, he felt her climax again, her slick walls gripping his
dick instead of his fingers, milking his own orgasm from him with
strong pulls on his rigid length. Her scream echoed in the yard and
had Ian stopping at the edge of the path, his brow rising in
question when their eyes met.

He couldn’t answer his friend right now,
wasn’t sure he had an answer for him about his actions. He was too
busy watching his cock spear those bare, swollen folds and reaping
the rewards of having Piper’s pussy snugly wrapped around him
again, her juices coating him, making it easy to take her harder,
deeper until his balls pulled up and his orgasm erupted with
blinding speed and ecstasy. With his hands filled with the soft
flesh of her ass, his cock surrounded by the soft flesh of her
vagina and her strong legs clasped around his hips, anchoring him
to her, he slammed into her over and over as pleasure racked his
body from head to toe, pleasure so intense, nothing else mattered
except this blinding all-consuming ecstasy.

Chapter Ten

Piper was on cloud nine the rest of the
evening, her pussy sore from the way Brody had fucked her so deep
and hard, her nipples aching from where she had pinched them and
her anus softly throbbing from just the stroke of his finger in
that sensitive hole. When she had turned her head and spotted Ian
at the edge of the clearing, she blushed in embarrassment, but when
she came inside, imagining the picture they made with Brody keeping
her hips elevated and immobile with his hard hands gripping her
ass, her legs locked tightly around his hips as he pounded into her
over and over, she decided the embarrassment was worth the
excitement of knowing he was watching.

Since they had a late lunch, she tossed
together a salad while Brody and Ian were talking outside. She
couldn’t wait until they went to bed, was dying to feel Brody’s
naked body against hers, already anticipating the deep plunges of
his cock fucking her again. Not even the vandalism to her beloved
jeep could put a damper on her mood. She refused to think about
when they left, about their warnings that Charles might still be
alive and their responsibility to arrest him for money laundering
some drug lord’s profits. She knew in her heart Charles didn’t,
couldn’t have survived that assassination attempt, just as she knew
there was no future for her and Brody, never had been. Despite her
physical and attitude changes, she was still the same person he had
rejected so long ago until she practically forced him to fuck
her.

If their past wasn’t enough to keep her
grounded where he was concerned, the present certainly was. Her
home was here, and she loved it. She had no intentions of leaving
all that she had worked so hard for, especially for a man who had
trouble deciding if he wanted her or not. His life was in Virginia
and with his job. But they had now, and she was more than willing
to take advantage of his capitulation, indulging in a sexual
relationship until they caught whoever was tormenting her.

At the sound of the front door opening, she
turned from the counter holding the large bowl of salad. “I know we
ate a big late lunch, but I thought this might tide you over until
morning.”