Hot In Here (Ashton Heights Fire # 3) by Sami Lee Page B

would all go
down.
    My name’s Wachawski.
    As in Corey Wachawski? You’re Corey’s
sister?
    Yep.
    Oh shit. You should have told us. We would
never have touched you if we knew that.
    Leo would be disappointed. Blair would
probably be angry that she’d kept the information from them. And
she would most definitely be out in the cold, with no orgasm to
show for her honesty.
    At last she said, “All right. It’s Blofeld.
Ally Blofeld.”
    She must have given herself
away somehow. Maybe she’d been too quick to offer the lie, or Blair
felt some infinitesimal way she’d tensed when she delivered it. He
used his grip on her hair to tilt her head back so he could study
her face. After a moment of intense scrutiny, he raised one mocking
brow. “As in the James Bond villian? Are you serious?”
    It had been the first fake
name she’d thought of that was better than Smith or Jones. Her
father had a love for classic bond films, and Ally had grown up
watching them. Just her luck that Blair was a fan too. “It’s a
name, isn’t it?”
    “ But it’s
not your name.
You’ve disappointed me, Ally. Lucky you’re such a pretty little
liar,” he said with an amused grin. “I’ll only spank you lightly
for that.”
    Ally’s gaped at him.
“You’ll what? ”
    “ You heard. Get down on the
bed. All fours. Now.”

 

    Still gaping, Ally whirled around to face
Blair when he released her. “You’re crazy.”
    “ Nope. Just horny.” He
casually unbuttoned his jeans and took them off. From the way his
black underwear was stretched at the front, Ally knew his
descriptor was accurate. “I want to see your bare ass in the air,
ready and waiting for a spanking.”
    Behind her now, Leo started deftly removing
her knickers. He kneeled and kissed her ass cheeks as they were
revealed. “Such a pretty, tight ass. It’ll look so nice all pink
from your hand, Blue.”
    Oh Jesus. If Leo was into this idea too there was no way she
could stop Blair carrying out his threat. Well, no way other than
to expressly state she didn’t want it. But that would be just
another lie and she’d probably be punished double for telling
it.
    Well, fuckety fuck. She wanted Blair to
spank her. Her thighs were wet from the mere suggestion. Her sense
of adventure had struck again.
    “ Fine,” Ally said,
pretending disdain when her pervading feeling was a mixture of
trepidation and giddy excitement. She climbed onto the bed on her
hands and knees as instructed. After a moment, during which she
sensed two pairs of hot male eyes on her ass, Ally prompted, “Well,
what are you waiting for?”
    “ For you to want it.” Blair
put his hands on her ass and caressed it. Then he slipped one
between her legs and inspected her folds. “You’re wet. Will you get
wetter if I lay my hand across this pretty ass?”
    “ Won’t know until we find
out.”
    “ Hmm. Maybe you’d prefer a
belt.”
    Ally’s heart leapt to her throat. She had no
idea if the reaction was out of fear or choking lust. Not knowing
was messing with her head. “Will you just do it already?”
    His hand came down the
second the last word was out of her mouth. It was a short, sharp
sting that was over before she even knew it had happened. Ally’s
breath stopped and then started again when the only sensation left
behind was a slight tingling in her flesh, a not at all unpleasant
sensation.
    Smiling to herself, she
wiggled her ass. “That wasn’t so— ow!”
    The second slap was harder
and landed on the same spot, so she felt it more keenly. She could
almost feel the imprint of Blair’s hand marking her cheek. When he
did it again right away, Ally sent him a fierce look over her
shoulder. “Hey!”
    Instead of appearing
repentant, Blair’s expression was set in fierce lines. She saw he’d
removed his clothes. Naked, he put one knee on the bed and leaned
over her. “That was for trying to rush me. Next, I’m going to spank
you for lying.”
    He barely gave her time to
process that