Free My Sassy Settler (Willamette Wives Book 2) by Maggie Ryan Page B

you accept the fact that you've been naughty and deserve your spanking by being still and keeping your feet down."
    He was very pleased when she sighed and then finally submitted, her body relaxing as her feet dropped and her buttocks unclenched. He gave her a few more swats before resting his hand on her bottom. Though he'd been listening carefully and had heard her gasps and soft mewls, she had yet to cry, which would have given him an audible clue to how she was doing. Rubbing his palm in a circle, he was both testing her skin to make sure she could take more, and rubbing at least a bit of the sting away before he continued.
    It was several moments before he realized that she was pushing her bottom up into his palm. He ran his fingertips over her skin and then traced the crease where her bottom met her thighs. She gave a soft moan and, as he drew his fingers along the crease a second time, her legs opened the slightest bit. Swallowing hard, he slid his fingers to rest on her thigh.
    "Open your legs for me, Aggy." He could feel a tremble run through her but her legs parted a bit further. "Good girl." He slid his fingers down and the moment his fingertips brushed her sex, she moaned again, tightened her grip on his hand, and opened her legs a tiny bit more.
    Their wedding night had not been the wonder he'd imagined. Instead he'd discovered that what he'd considered the virginal shyness of a bride was, in reality, a wall of shame that had been strengthened by month after month of living with a man who truly believed women were simply an evil put on earth to tempt a man to sin.
    Though he'd suspected the truth, it wasn't until he was faced with the glistening moisture coating her inner thighs that he accepted it. His wife was not the frigid woman she'd presented herself to be. She was not only slick, her cunny was swollen, and he could swear he saw her pleasure bud pulsing beneath its hood.
    He again ran just the tips of his fingers along the slick slit of her folds. His cock jerked as she moaned even as she pressed herself down in an attempt to distance herself from his fingers.
    "It's okay, Aggy. Let me touch you." He ran his fingers over her again, keeping his touch light until she pushed up the tiniest bit. Very slowly, he pressed one finger between her swollen lips to slightly open them. His cock stiffened to press against the fastenings of his pants at the sight of her cream pooling in her sex. It took every ounce of his control to remove his fingers and return his hand to her bottom. He couldn't have been happier when she moaned and pushed her bottom up. He wondered if she was even aware of what she really desired. It was time to finish her spanking so he could continue her lessons.
    "You were a very naughty little girl, weren't you?"
    "Wh-what?"
    He repeated the question, knowing she was adjusting between what she'd just felt him do and his question. "Oh, um, y-yes, sir."
    He ran his palm over her reddened flesh. "And what happens to very naughty girls?"
    "They-they get spanked."
    "That's right. Naughty wives get their bottoms spanked, and then do you know what happens?"
    "No, sir."
    "They are forgiven." He gave each globe another two swats before releasing her hand and turning her to sit on his lap. She tensed for a moment and then melted into him, resting her cheek on his chest.
    "I'm sorry."
    "I know, and I want you to know that you are forgiven." He kissed her forehead. "Can you tell me what lesson you learned?"
    After a few moments, she looked up at him and nodded. "I learned that running solves nothing. I learned that I don't have to be perfect for you to love me." He was about to speak when she continued. "I learned that I trust you with my life and my heart, and I learned that I'd rather die than to ever be without you."
    He could never have imagined how her words would make his heart fill. He cupped her cheek with his palm and kissed her softly.
    "That's a lot to learn in one morning."
    She giggled. "I'm pretty