The Accountant

"Put me down!" The beautiful doctor tried to wiggle out of his hold. A useless feat. She was almost half his weight and half his whit at this point. Not a fucking chance.

To let her know how angry and impatient he was, he smacked her soft ass cheek. The sound a balm to his restless soul. She immediately quieted down.

"That's only a taste of what's to come, Dr. Hope," he promised in a hardened voice. What he felt next surprised him.

It was so subtle but it's there. She shivered delicately and he felt her inhale sharply. Prickly goosebumps on her arms and expose legs --an indication that she wanted what's to come --craved it-- the punishment waiting for her.

It's about damn time! To his left, the tzar was having a heated argument with his woman and the mafia princess was being scolded within an inch of her life by Aunt Tatiana. Good.

Ah, they have a few hours to spare. He knew Dominic and Beau will have a lot to talk about and will probably end up in the same situation as him and his girl. He wouldn't miss this for the world.

With his delicious cargo, he headed to one of the bedrooms on the second floor.

"Where are you taking me, Alec?" She asked with an uneasy voice. Slightly slurred because of too many margaritas.

Punishment would have to be served first and after that --he had special plans for them. It was way overdue. He kept quiet and planned. Ignoring her protests and curses, he occupied the first empty room he found. Bingo!

His hands automatically locked the door behind them and without preamble, he tossed his Lizzie on the feather-soft king size bed. She instinctively tried to get out of the wobbling mattress to put distance between them.

He smirked when she lost her balance and she landed flat on her back. That's what he wanted. Later. Her current position will make it easier.

She cursed at him again. Her eyes blazing in outrage. "You can't do this, Alec!"

"I can and I will," he answered arrogantly, shrugging out of his black leather jacket and he removing his holster with his Colt attached to it.

In a practiced maneuver, before she can scramble out of the bed, he had her delectable body on his lap. Facedown, her sweet ass in the air begging for his hand. She shrieked and squirmed, trying to get out of his firm hold.

He groaned at the feel of her soft belly on the throbbing dick. Shit! Not yet.

"Let me go, Alec," The doctor tried once more. Still breathless. He scoffed, knowing she couldn't see.

"Never, Lizzie. Be a good girl and let me." His whispery deep voice made her shiver.

There's a probable chance, she will regret this in the morning, however, he was 100 percent sure she wanted THIS as much as he did.

Damn! The tiny skirt she was wearing left little to the imagination. It bunched on her rounded hips, leaving her cute behind with a tiny white silk thong uncovered.

Peaches and cream. Yum! With trembling fingers, he gently caressed the exposed flushed skin. His girl stiffened at his touch and tried to suppress her twitching but he caught on.

Too late, honey.

"Alec!" She whimpered then moaned. Incredibly aroused.

A firm rough palm went down on her right asscheek making her curse in outrage. "Stay still honey or..."

"Damn you, Alec!" She wailed. Squirming again. Fuck! She's killing him.

His palm went down twice more and he admired the red prints it had made on her smooth skin. With rough hands, he caressed the sting away. She squirmed once more and her belly pressed more firmly on his hard dick. His balls were so tight he felt like roaring. Soon. He promised himself.

"Stop moving," he growled and held her more tightly. The control he was exerting to hold on to was at the end of its tether.

She went absolutely still on his lap --finally realizing-- where half of her soft body laid. "Breathe, honey. I promise you will enjoy your punishment."

lap begged to be

to get even though she wanted him too. No more. Tonight,

erotic spanking has become a

was flushed and there's a wet spot

you, Alec!" Tough female. He grinned this

do that later, honey. But let's get this over with

"No!"

to count, let's make it 30

"You are insane!"

doctor." She tilted her chin defiantly towards him. Fury and desire spitting from her eyes. Good! His

beautiful green eyes

shook her head in confusion. Yeah, she really had no idea. "Lizzie Hope, you are mine and I hate it when you

cat's

spank her cute behind until

subsided --replaced with burning lust. He hasn't had another woman since he met her and blue balls had

flimsy material covering her crotch. She was dripping anyway. And his

She cried and gave

is over. Let me make it up to you." He had to tend to her first before giving in to their needs. Gently laying her face down on the soft bed,

a generic lotion somewhere. His eyes scanned the open

Time to take care of his

girl! He

down." She mumbled on the pillows,

we don't. The tzar will be busy just as I am and wouldn't want to be disturb." The soft bed dipped from his

remove his combat boots, loosened

still covered in her sorry excuse of a dress and the lower half bare for his hungry gaze, from the small of her back to the long sweep of her

cock in her pink and moist pussy. What stopped

squirted the unscented lotion on the reddish splotch on her peaches and cream skin, she tried to protest, making him press his hand firmly on the curve of her ass. As tender as he could manage with his

clutching the bedsheets so tightly, it was

to make it all better."

thing was for sure come morning.

of protest but of her underlying need for this. He needed her just as much...it was just

want me?" Fuck! He should be canonized for this. He was no

time in his life, Alec wanted to be chivalrous. Pussy! Playing the fucking gentleman after all the

into to wet his cock. He wanted to

face him slowly, her green depths searching his. Tentatively, she caressed his lean cheek. "I want

he was crushing his lips to hers. Kissing her hungrily. His tongue invading her sweet cavern. She was

deeper. Her moans spurring him on. Her small hands raked his back, he groaned, broke their heated exchange, and removed his

was breathing deeply, her breasts heaving, mesmerizing him. Her hands splayed on his chest, dainty

savoring her touch. "Lower." He whispered brokenly. Never had he been this aroused with a mere

his jeans, he swore. Fuck! Wrong request. He

can't. He would lose control and he didn't want to hurt her with

silk dress. His darkened eyes feasted on her breasts, his mouth watered. The transparent material of her bra barely covered the soft and firm mounds and hard pink nipples. He scanned her dewy skin. Smooth and soft down to her

lips. Fuck it! He will take time

and boxers, leaving him

cock nestled on the thick bush at the apex and she gulped hard. Panic was written all over

on top of hers, his

side of her shoulders, he dipped his head and rained kisses on

he hissed in delight. He