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She gasped.

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“Been wantin’ to do this since the first time I got my hands on these.” Cord straddled her waist and held the mounds together with his hands as he slid his warm cock in the deep valley of her cleavage. He hissed and began to thrust. “Between how goddamn good this feels and watchin’ you touch yourself, I ain’t gonna last long at all.”

AJ wished she wasn’t blindfolded so she could see his face. Yet she already knew the rhythm of his body. He was frantic, about to blow. When he gave four short thrusts, she felt his balls draw up off her belly.

Cord groaned and squeezed her breasts tightly as liquid warmth seeped out the end of his cock onto her chest.

She didn’t realize she’d been holding her breath until he wasn’t sitting on her ribcage. AJ expelled a quiet sigh.

He used a soft cloth to wipe her down. His rough-skinned hands sweetly caressed her arms and legs. Callused fingertips traced the line of her jaw and throat, then her collarbones.

Just his hands, not his mouth. Why hadn’t he kissed her yet?

“I’m bettin’ that wasn’t your favorite position.”

She shook her head.

“I’ve got a couple of other ideas for tonight. You need to be on the fireplace for the next one.” He helped her up and her butt met cold stone again. “Hang tight.”

And she was tired of not talking. “For what?”

Immediately Cord’s breath burned her ear. “You don’t get to ask questions. And that one just earned you another penalty, baby doll. Stay put and stay quiet.”

As his footsteps faded she debated on taking off the blindfold when a thought occurred to her. Maybe withholding kisses was her penalty. If that was the case, she’d sit here like a lump all night because she absolutely craved the man’s kisses.

Her heart thudded when she heard him return.

“Arrange yourself like you were before.”

AJ put her hands behind her and spread her legs open.

“Good. Stay like that. No touchin’ me unless I say so.”

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Cord’s lips brushed hers so softly she whimpered. He teased her for an eternity with his mouth and breath and little bites and flicks of his tongue until she was wet and lightheaded from the sensual onslaught.

“Open your mouth.”

Something long, cold, sweet and decidedly phallic brushed her top and bottom lip and tongue before Cord’s mouth devoured hers in a kiss so hot her body went up in flames.

Which would explain why the Popsicle melted so quickly when he placed it on her nipples.

He swallowed her scream as he circled the icy tip around and around those rigid twin peaks. Then his mouth was licking the sticky sweetness from her left breast as he traced the frozen treat down the center of her body. Past her belly button, down her pubic bone, making a couple of tiny circles over her clit—surely he wasn’t planning on—and he pushed the icy pop inside.

“Omigod!”

“That’s another one, AJ.” Cord switched to her right nipple and suckled while twirling the ice pop inside her clenching sex.

Her pussy was on fire. It quickly became numb as Cord fucked her with the Popsicle.

She heard drips—a combination of her flowing juices and the melting ice splatting on the floor beneath her, and she moaned at the eroticism bombarding her from every angle.

Darkness. His warm tongue bathing the very tips of her nipples. The sucking noise of the Popsicle and the sweet orange scent. The hard stone digging into her butt. The ache in her arms from keeping herself upright. The sound of Cord’s broken breaths and the feel of his goatee gliding across her tingling skin.

The Popsicle disappeared and was replaced with Cord’s mouth. His hot tongue burrowed into her cold pussy and she screamed.

He slurped and sucked, eating at her with finesse, then gluttony. His mouth covered her mound completely as his teeth and tongue and lips demanded her total surrender.

She gave it.

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AJ wailed as the orgasm thundered through her, every pulse point in her body was synchronized to the flicking of his tongue. Before she could catch her breath, Cord lifted her and reversed their positions. He sat on the hearth and stretched her over his lap.

“Now that you’ve been rewarded, you will take your punishment like a good girl.”

Smack smack
—he landed a firm blow on each cheek.

She yelped at the sting of pain, which felt unbearably hot against the coldness of her butt cheeks.

“That’s one. Not a sound, AJ. Each sound earns another penalty.”

Whack whack.

“But—”

Two more spanks, harder than the first ones. “That’s another. I ain’t kiddin’. Hold still.”

Whack whack.

AJ bit her lip and braced herself. She hung upside down, naked, across a man’s lap as he peppered her ass with swats. Why wasn’t she humiliated? Why wasn’t she running away?

Because she knew it turned Cord on to epic levels. He was strung tight with exhilaration and heady with sexual power. He never hit her hard enough to hurt, just enough so there was no doubt who was in charge.

God. Was Cord McKay
ever
in charge.

Whack whack.

At some point around spank nineteen, AJ wasn’t dreading that connection of his big hand to her ass; she anticipated it. She craved it. So much to the point she moaned.

Loudly. Twice.

“That earned you two more, baby doll.”

Whack whack.

“This ass is beautiful, all pink and white.”
Whack whack
. “Warmed up from bein’ on that cold hearth.”

“Warm. It feels hot and—”

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Whack whack whack whack
. He hissed, “I can keep goin’ all night. I’m findin’ I like this way more than I ever imagined.
Way
more.”

Whack whack
. His hands smoothed over the heated mounds, down between her legs.

He wormed two fingers inside her pussy.

“You’re soppin’ wet. This little spankin’ stopped bein’ a punishment, didn’t it?”

She didn’t answer.

Whack whack
. “Answer me.”

“Yes! I thought about talking the whole time just so you’d keep doing it—”

“Enough!” Cord snarled and rolled her so she was in his arms. Holding her like a baby, he walked them to the rug. He set her on her feet, keeping her back to his chest. His heavy, harsh breathing stirred her hair. “On your hands and knees. Now.”

AJ dropped to the rug, once again that slight edge of fear—that feeling of the unknown heightened her excitement.

Cord said, “Move your knees out wider.”

She felt the rug scraping her kneecaps as she followed his command and he knelt behind her.

Then his tongue bathed the burning marks on each cheek. She whimpered when that wicked tongue traced the crack of her ass down to her tailbone and back up.

The blunt head of his cock connected with her pussy briefly before Cord impaled it in one hard stroke.

“Cord—”

He smacked her ass twice. He didn’t speak. He just gripped her hips and methodically fucked her. Each stroke equal. No variation. Slow and shallow.

Sweat poured from her. From him. Her body shook. His body shook. She couldn’t stand it because it felt so damn good, he was purposely holding them both off from orgasm as long as possible. AJ knew if he deepened or lengthened the thrusts it’d send them both soaring.

Finally he said gruffly, “I’m too far gone to be gentle, baby doll.”

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Cord increased his pace to that of a runaway jackhammer, she splintered into a thousand shards. So did he.

When he removed the blindfold would she see the crown of her head lying on the rug? The man had positively blown her top.

Cord grunted. He stretched his chest to her sweaty back, caging her in his arms. He sank his teeth into her nape, sending goose bumps in a wave across her skin.

She sighed in complete contentment.

“Enough? Or do you wanna go for a couple more and see if you end up in the penalty box?”

“What’s the penalty box?”

He whispered, “The hot tub.”

Ooh. That could be interesting. “But—”

“That’s one,” he warned.

“I really don’t think it’s fair you get to—”

“That’s ten, wanna keep goin’?”

AJ stayed quiet.

Then Cord helped her to her feet. He removed the blindfold and kissed her with exquisite tenderness.

“Are we done playing games?”

“I figured we were, why?”

AJ casually murmured, “Have I ever told you how long I can hold my breath under water?”

Stunned silence.

“But if we’re done…” She shrugged and spun on her heel.

Cord scooped her up and headed for the hot tub on the deck. “Oh we ain’t done, baby doll, not by half.” He bit her earlobe. “And that’s another five.”

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“Your mom looks good, AJ. Better than I expected.”

“Thanks, Macie. It was sweet of you to make her lunch. Fancier than she gets from me, that’s for sure.”

Macie waved her off. “All ingredients you had on hand, no biggie. How long’s it take to get to town again?”

“Thirty minutes. So, what’s the big secret? What are you looking at in Sundance?”

“Dewey’s Delish Dish in the Sandstone building.”

AJ turned slightly to look at Macie. “You quitting the Last Chance Diner?”

“God no. I swear Velma would hunt me down and kill me. We’re expanding.

Velma’s interested in taking over Dewey’s place. He’s getting ready to retire, he’s got no one to pass it down to, but he doesn’t want to leave Sundance without a family style restaurant. I’m here to check it out and see how much remodeling we’d have to do before we make a commitment or whether we’d be better off looking for a different location.”

“Those other storefronts are empty, which is sad because it is a cool building right in the middle of everything in town.”

“That’s why I hope we can salvage Dewey’s place.”

AJ focused her attention on the landscape outside her window. How many more times would she make the trek from her house into town? Twenty? Thirty?

“AJ? You okay?”

“I don’t know. I’m trying to be mature about the ranch sale, because I understand I can’t run the place from Denver.”

“But?”

That single word made her think of Cord and the wicked penalties she’d earned last night. A shiver worked down her spine despite the unrelenting heat. “Part of me wants to 156

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throw a weeping tantrum about losing my home.” AJ sighed. “Do I sound like I’m about four?”

“Not at all. I never had a home up until the last year, so I have nothing to judge it by.”

“Is it a home because of Carter?”

“Yeah, that ‘home is where the heart is’ saying is true, but Gemma and Dad’s ranch feels like my physical home now.”

“Does Carter feel the same? Isn’t he missing the McKay place?”

Macie was quiet for a little too long.

“What?”

“If I tell you something, you have to swear not to tell anyone, AJ.” Macie shot her a glance. “Especially not Keely.”

“I swear.”

“I’m pregnant.”

AJ’s jaw dropped. “Get out. You guys haven’t even been married a year.”

“It wasn’t planned, but it wasn’t unplanned.”

“That’s cryptic.”

“After Dad and Gemma had the babies, Carter and I realized we wanted to have our kids while we were young. Plus, we want them to be raised around family—his and mine.

Ky’s already four. Channing is pregnant, so our baby will have instant cousins and playmates. I didn’t have family growing up. Carter did. He says the best part of his life is that connection. Dad and I are figuring that out.” She smiled. “We are really excited about having a baby, but I promised Carter to let
him
tell his family the news.”

“Can I squeal now?”

Macie nodded.

After AJ did a happy dance in her seat, she demanded, “How far along are you?”

“Barely. Like three weeks. Carter insisted on one of those early pregnancy tests, so we’ve known since I was five days pregnant. One of the other reasons we wanted to wait to tell anyone was because Channing just announced her pregnancy.”

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“Yeah, but she’s almost four months along.”

“Timing is everything in the McKay family.”

“Why would you be adding more work to your schedule with a baby coming?”

“I would oversee the one in Sundance, not run it. Remember my roommate Kat?

She’d run it fulltime.”

“If you’re not quitting the diner that means you’ll be traveling. Won’t Carter demand to be with you all the time now that you’re preggers?” AJ whirled in her seat. “That’s it, isn’t it? Are you guys moving back here?”

“Yes…and no. We’ll be living here half the time and half the time at the Bar 9.

Carter misses the McKay ranch and his brothers. And with all that’s going on with Colt, I know Colby and Cord would appreciate his help.”

“Where would you live? Someplace on the ranch?”

Macie squirmed.

Then AJ knew. “You’ll be living in my house, won’t you?”

“Yeah. Are you upset?”

During the moments she’d allowed herself to think about it, she’d wondered what’d happen to their home. Colby and Channing owned a gorgeous place a couple of miles from Carson and Carolyn’s homeplace. Cord didn’t need a house. Cam was in Iraq, Keely in Denver, Colt shared the old Andrews place with his McKay cousins. Her biggest fear had been the house she’d loved and grown up in would be turned into a den of iniquity like the infamous Boars Nest.

“AJ? Say something.”

“I don’t know what to say. When was this decided?”

“Colby and Carter had been kicking around an idea of putting a trailer up the road from your place, when Carson told us about them buying the Foster ranch. Cord suggested it’d be perfect for us with the extra large barn Carter can use as a permanent studio. And it’s close enough to Cord’s place that he could check on it when we were at the Bar 9.