Free His by Valentine's Day by Starla Kaye

internal fire. And it had.
    "Okay!" she gasped after yet another swat landed. "I'm ready. Oh, I'm soooo ready."
    "Thank God!"
    She smiled at the obvious relief in his voice. Then before she could even think about moving, Cade stepped behind her. He nudged her legs further apart as far as her lowered jeans would allow. In the next instant, he guided himself into her, pushing deep, deeper. He held her tight around the waist and moaned, "Yes. Oh, yes!"
    Each drive had her going nearly mindless, had her clawing at the railing. He was so big and yet he fit her perfectly. And the friction of him rubbing against her sensitized bottom was amazing. Not that she'd want to be spanked every time before... What was she thinking? This was a one-time deal. A one-time wild and crazy fucking. It couldn't be more.
    As if he sensed her sudden depression, he drove as far as he could and held still. "What's wrong?"
    "Nothing," she lied. She'd asked for this and no way was she going to stop now. Especially when his cock was buried inside her and making her desperate to have him move again. "Please."
    Yet he didn't move. "Am I hurting you?"
    "Yes! By not moving. I ache... Cade...Move, damn you!"
    She pushed back against him, squirmed in desperation. Her inner muscles squeezed him, but finally he pulled back.
    He drove forward, grunting. "This is going to be a rough round, sweetheart," he panted out a warning.
    "I can take it." She squeezed him even more. "You spanked me. Now fuck me. Make it good!"
    He held her tightly and pistoned back and forth. Nothing mattered now. Only the wondrous thing he was doing to her. Only him forcing them both beyond all reality and into that mindless bliss.
    Shawna clung to the railing, covered in sweat, panting, settling back down to Earth. Cade had been amazing, just as she'd thought he would be. Even now she still felt him semi-hard inside her. She was sure with very little encouragement that she could get him to take her all over again. But did she really want it? Yes. No.
    Fortunately, he was coming back to sanity, too. He eased his hold on her, started to pull out, and then stiffened. "You're on the pill, right? Or something?"
    Kind of late to be thinking about protection when his sperm filled her and dripped down the sides of her thighs. But, no, her prescription had run out a month ago. She and Eric had been having problems, had stopped having sex, and she just hadn't gotten around to refilling the prescription. Surely only this one time... Cade didn't need to know her problem. If she got pregnant... Well, she'd deal with it.
    "Sure."
    He pulled out and she heard his sigh of relief. Odd, she felt disappointed.
    She heard him moving away, heard him readjusting his clothes. Feeling sort of embarrassed, she remained turned away and pulled her own clothing back into place. Now that the wildness of the moment was over, her strength was faltering again. She needed to get back to the house.
    "I'm going to have to leave for a few days."
    She spun around, surprised, annoyed. "But the cattle..."
    He was putting his coat on and looked straight at her. "A couple of the men will be driving them back here tomorrow. My attorneys will deal with the thieves."
    "Just like that." It irritated her that she and the men had gone through another cattle rustling last year and it had taken what seemed like forever to get through it all.
    Cade nodded curtly. "I make things happen when necessary."
    "Like selling this ranch out from under us." Gone were the brief moments of pleasure they'd shared. They were back to being basically enemies in this matter. She felt strangely dirty by what they'd just done.
    He looked at her sadly. "That was never my intention. Not to hurt you. Or the others. It was just business."
    Just business. Just like she was "just" another woman he'd had sex with. She forced down the hurt she felt. "You promised me until the end of the month." Like it would matter.
    His shoulders slumped for a second. "There is no way