Broad shoulders and those piercing silver–blue eyes. Even his V–shaped lines on either side of his abdomen that drive every woman wild. It’s amazing how I didn’t notice his good looks before, but I think it might have something to do with both he and Alan ignoring me when they got home.
“What?” Aiden asks, pulling me from my thoughts, and I realize I’ve been staring.
“Nothing,” I mutter, looking away.
His eyes meet mine, and I wonder if he’s noticed that I’ve changed too. I’m no different from the 17–year–old girl he left behind when he joined the military, except now I’ve grown into everything I was meant to. My chest is full, and my hair has grown down to my waist.
“Who you were at the party with?”
I roll my eyes. “None of your business” Aiden might be my stepbrother but that doesn’t give him the right to probe everything I do. I barely even knew him before I was ten, now he wants to boss me around. No way.
Aiden smiles at me. And I see the way his eyes glint with mischief. “I’m going to give you till the count of five to tell me who you were at the party with, or-”
My eyes widen and I scoot away from Aiden but he follows me till my back is against the door.
His face is barely inches from mine, and he continues “Or else I’m gonna teach you a lesson”
He begins counting. “Five.”
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“You can’t be serious.” I try to pull out of his grip, but it’s no use. Even if I havn’t been drunk, I can’t have wiggled free of him. He’s too strong.
“Four.”
He’s bluffing. I let myself calm, he wouln’t do anything to me.
“Three.”
“What will you do if I don’t tell you?”
“Two.”
“I’m not telling you Aiden, Let me go!” I demand. I try to pull away, but he’s too strong.
“One. Times up.”
He picks me up from the ground, put me on his shoulders, and walks to his bed. I kick out with my feet and punch his back with my fists, my eyes noticeing that his pants hung down over the muscles of his ass. God, he’s filled out, but I can’t let that distract me.
Sitting down on the edge of his bed, he pulled me from his shoulder and laid me over his knees. My hands touched the floor and I kicked up again in attempt to free myself. I wasn’t a five–year old kid. There was no way in hell I would let him-
Slap.
The first spank lands on my ass, the strike painful against my skin despite the short skirt I’m
wearing.
How dare he spank me?
With one hand, he held the back of my thighs, preventing me from kicking up at him. “Stop!
Aiden! That hurt.”
“I know it did. And you’ll get five more just like it unless you tell me.”
“No” I spit out.
Slap.
I jump up when I’m hit in the body. A warm current spread through my butt skin and down my legs to other places where it shouldn’t. It have to be the alcohol.
Slap.
I wiggle over him, stunned silent by the way my body tingled, my hands gripping his muscular calves, my fingernails digging into his skin. My heart’s racing and my breath was speeding up. What the hell is he doing to me?
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Slap.
“You ready to talk?” he asks, his voice lower now. “Who did you go with?” I open my mouth to answer, but can’t. No one’s ever touch me like that before.
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