Annie married Gabe Dixon in between her initial meeting with Jace at 18 and then again years later.
Gabe wasn’t as exciting as some of the cowboys she dated, but she did enjoy his company. He had many of the same qualities she admired in her daddy. He treated her with respect and expected the same in return. When she stepped out of line, unlike her daddy, he would remind her of his expectations in a calm and measured voice. It made her crazy; she wanted fireworks – a little angst made life exciting.
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“You’re darn right I can," and yanked her over to the couch and upended her across his knee. Her shining black hair was hanging on the floor on one side of his lap covering her face, and her booted feet dangling off the other side. Her skirt, which barely covered her fanny standing, hiked up waist high when he placed her over his knee. The lacy thong exposed a pert, firm bottom crying out for a spanking. Pushing the scrap of material into the crack of her fanny, he brought his hand down hard, so hard she jumped and tried reaching her hand backward to quell his action.
“Dammit, that hurt; you don’t have to spank so hard.”
“Oh but I do because if I don’t, you might think I’m a pushover and not respect me. Isn’t that what you were implying in our conversation before going over my knee?”
“Well, I didn’t think you would spank so hard.”