Big Spankable Asses by Lisa G Riley Page B

yours as his,” his brother interrupted.
    “That may be true, but he still helped me out of a jam. I didn’t know what I was going to do about Lilliana, but Uncle Allen got me out of that. I knew she wouldn’t accept anything from me directly, but she needed medical. She needed a stable job and Allen helped me take care of it. He’s not as bad as you think.” Josh’s voice trailed off when he heard a gasp and looked up to see Lilliana standing in the doorway with a tray, wearing his T-shirt and a murderous expression on her face.
    He mumbled a goodbye to his brother and quickly got off the phone and stood to walk over to her. He could tell by her expression she was pissed off. Her next words confirmed it.
    “You manipulative son-of-a-bitch!” She threw the tray down, food splattering everywhere, and spun around to leave the room
    Damn. She’d overheard his conversation.
     
    Lilliana had never been so hurt in her life. He sounded way too much like Marcus. Just another full-of-himself asshole who hid it better, that was all. She didn’t need another man taking care of her. She didn’t need another man thinking she was useless. She didn’t need another man who would tell her she was a leech and a waste of space. She didn’t need another man…tears were running down her face when Josh grabbed her by the shoulders and spun her around to face him, his breathing harsh.
    “What the hell is wrong? What did I do that was so bad?” he asked, confusion etched harshly on his face.
    “I don’t need you, or any other man to take care of me! I’ve been doing that since I was a child! I am more than capable of taking care of myself. So thank you and your rich Uncle Allen,” she said, her breathing just as harsh as his, “but no fuckin’ thanks! You’re no better than that jackass I was with for twelve years! Well, I learned my lesson. It may have taken my dumb behind twelve years, but I finally learned! Nobody has to take care of me! You’re just a silly boy trying to be a man…no damn thanks!” She tried to jerk her arm away from his, but he held on. His grip didn’t hurt her, but she sure as hell couldn’t get out of it.
    “Oh, okay. You think I’m no better than Marcus? You think I’d hurt you? Make fun of you and hit you? Treat you like shit and demand you fuck me? Is that what you think, Lilliana?” The look on his face was fierce and set. Lilliana panicked and tried to strike him as she increased her struggle to escape his hold. He simply allowed his hands to slip down her arms and held her above the wrist, effectively preventing her from hitting him or getting away.
    “Get your damn hands off me, Josh! I mean it, let me go!” She struggled and yelled out in surprise when he suddenly lifted her into his arms and angrily strode back into the bedroom and slammed the door closed.
    “Just in case you get too loud, I wouldn’t want the neighbors to know what I’m doing to you,” he muttered grimly and tossed her on the bed.
    Before she could do more than bounce a few times on the firm mattress, he’d reached into a side drawer and withdrew several long strips of black leather. With obvious expertise, he had her bound and trussed, her hands behind her back and her ankles securely fastened, so fast she didn’t know what hit her.
    “You can’t trust me, Lilly? Think I’d hurt you, baby?” he whispered hotly in her ear, just before he ripped the T-shirt she was wearing completely off her body and flipped her onto her belly.
    “What—what are you going to do?” she asked, apprehension, fear, and…excitement all pooling together in her belly as she waited to see what he’d say, what he would do to her.
    He didn’t say a word, and in the position she was in, she couldn’t see him. All she heard was the hiss of his zipper and the rustle of jeans that he was no doubt removing from his body.
    From her side vision, she saw him remove a condom from a wrapper and smooth it over his rock hard erection.