Page 36 of Tangled Temptation
“This is beautiful.” Her gaze roamed over the clearing. The trees provided a natural shade, but didn’t hide the light. It also looked like someone had cleared all the rocks and undergrowth. Jared stopped the horse and dismounted, then helped her down. “Can I help?”
He opened one of the large saddle bags. “Here.” He handed her several blankets.
“Where do you want them?” He was prepared, and for some reason, that didn’t surprise her.
“If you could spread them out over there.” He gestured to an area that was shaded. “Layer them.”
“Okay.” Angie spread the blankets out in the area he indicated, her stomach doing summersaults. Jared was up to something; she could see the mischief in his eyes. “Finished.”
“Catch.” He tossed her several pillows.
Interesting. They were small pillows but still nice. She placed them on the blanket and turned back to see Jared pull a small leather bag out.
“Now for some fun.”
His words snapped her to attention. Anticipation unleased a swarm of butterflies in her belly.What was he planning?She bit her lip.
“Take your clothes off.”
She inhaled. “Jared, anyone could come along and see us.”
“Are you afraid of being seen naked?”
“Yes.” She crossed her arms over her chest and stared at him. “I have a feeling you’re not planning a nice, normal picnic for us.”
“You came with me of your own free will.”
“Yes, but…” Had she subconsciously known what was going to happen? Maybe. Something clapped, and she jumped. Jared stood with his legs apart, a paddle in his hand. He slapped it against his palm…again.
Damn. There was that dark, dangerous Dominant.
He was serious about this.
“Yellow.” The word slipped from her lips. Instantly, his demeanor changed.
“What is it, Angie?” he asked, moving over to her.
“I need to know that no one will stumble upon us.”
He lifted his hand up and caressed her cheek. “No one is at the ranch but the construction workers, Vic, and his wife. The workers won’t come out here. Vic and his wife are in Sacramento today. We’re perfectly safe.”
“Okay. Green.”
His eyes blazed. “Clothes off.”
She pulled her shirt over her head, and her breasts bounced free. Now she knew why he told her no bra. The cool air caressed her skin as she kicked off her shoes, then removed her jeans, underwear and socks.
“Go over to the blankets, arrange the pillows, and lie over them. I want your ass in the air.”
She did what he said, but she couldn’t quite relax. She listened for anything that might be out of place, but who was she kidding? She was a city girl. Everything was out of place.
“Because you used your safe word and told me your concerns, I’ll be lenient about your punishment. Four smacks with the paddle.”
Her eyes widened as he knelt next to her. Before she could ask him what he meant, the first swat stung her ass. Then another and another. Heat filled her. The slight sting from the paddle turned into pleasure.
“So rosy.” His fingers soothed over her ass. “Roll onto your back and spread your legs.”
Angie took a deep breath. Using her arms and knees, she rolled onto her back. She gazed up at the tree branches that fanned out like tiny fingers against the deep blue sky and waited.
