Free Three Soldier Salute (Curvy Menage Military Romance) by Talia Day Page B

from his hand and begged him once more.  “Please, Conner.” 
     
    Conner’s eyes smoldered with irritation and his hands shook.  She had pushed him too far this time.  She lied every chance she got, and goddamn it if he was going to fall for her puppy dog eyes again.  What the girl needed was a good old fashion ass whipping like his father used to give him when he stepped out of line as a boy.  Without thinking he grabbed her arm and pulled her down over his knee so fast that she let out a scream. 
     
    Slap! Slap! Slap! he pounded her bottom. ‘ This is for her own good,’ he thought.
     
    Tiffany fought back, writhing against him. But he was far too strong for her to break free.  Her ass was turning bright red, and her little hands were trying to get in the way of his. 
     
    Matthew and Eric watched with wide eyes, enjoying the view of Tiffany’s bare ass receiving a hard spanking. 
     
    “Should we stop him?”  Eric asked, his eyes never leaving Tiffany’s bottom.
     
    “Nah. That’s just what the brat needs.  A good ass-whuppin’.” 
     
    By the time Conner got control over himself, it was too late.  Tiffany’s ass was bright red and covered with handprints…his handprints.  His dick throbbed hard between his thighs.  He hadn’t meant to enjoy punishing her, but he had always liked being in control of his women, and her plump ass bent over his thigh was sexy as hell. 
     
    His dick pulsed harder at the sound of Tiffany   whimpering as she pulled at her wrists that were held in his grasp.  He had unconsciously gripped them at the small of her back when she tried to use them as a shield.  But right now, it looked a whole lot like the way he held onto a woman as he fucked her from behind. 
     
    He was losing control of himself.  This girl had been teasing him from the moment he’d taken her in.  She’d flaunted her sexy curves, practically begging him to fuck her. She deserved to be punished.  And punished in the way that only a marine could deliver. 
     
    Conner reached down and gripped a full handful of her thick ass, pulling her ass cheek wide with his thumb.  He could see her little pink pussy slipping out of her tiny little cut-offs, just begging to be pounded.
     
    ‘What the hell are you doing?’ Conner thought shaking his head, realizing that he had went too far.  But just as he was about to release her, Tiffany arched her back and let out a sound that made his cock stand at attention. 
     
    “Please…don’t stop,” she whimpered, as if she could read his mind, trying to draw him back to the dangerous, wild sexcapade that he had initiated.
     
    He knew what he should do—which was to get the hell out of there.  But his cock wanted something entirely different. And from the sounds Tiffany was making, it was clear that she did, too.
     
    Matthew and Eric, not feeling the same responsibility for the girl, were more than ready to help make the decision for him.  So when Matthew marched over, slid his hand between her thighs, and drew the sound of the devil from her, he gave in.  Conner drove his thick fingers under the little string of jean and lace between her thighs and pulled down hard. 
     
    Her pussy bucked against the back of his fist and her wetness covered his fingers, reminding him again of her age.  She was aching to be fucked—the anticipation alone was almost strong enough to make her cum.  He gave a second, more forceful tug, this time drawing his fingers up and slamming them down hard into her tight little pussy, drawing out a moan. 
     
    Matthew bent down, gripped her ass cheeks, and spread them apart, stroking his own cock as he watched Conner finger Tiffany hard.  She was just his type: long hair, sexy little pout, and an hourglass figure with a curvy ass that could drive him lustfully mad. 
     
    “Fuck her harder,” Matthew growled. He enjoyed hearing her moan, but what he really wanted was to make her scream. 
     
    Tiffany let out a