"Stop kissing me," she scolded, pushing him away, her annoyance having the same effect as waving a red flag in front of a bull.
"No," he chuckled, pulling her back into his embrace and burying his face in her neck.
"I don't want you to kiss me," she grumbled.
"Too bad," he responded as his lips sucked the sweet flesh of her throat and nipped it before kissing the sting away.
"You're leaving marks on me!" she complained.
"Gonna leave them everywhere," he promised. "You belong to me."
"Uh-huh!" he laughed and then lifted his head to go nose-to-nose with her. "You *do* belong to me, piccola little one, and you know it."
She opened her mouth to lodge another protest but he covered it with his own before she could utter a sound.
"Gonna kiss every inch of you, bambina, and the more you fight me, the more marks I'm going to leave on your body. Gonna brand you, Spencer," he murmured as his mouth moved south, his arms enfolding her, his lips searing her.
"It's not fair! You kiss me like you love me," she grumbled, pushing his head off her breasts. "First, you beat me and then you kiss me as if nothing happened. You're a piss-ant! Men are supposed to cherish their wives, not... not do what you do!"
"I *do* love you and I don't beat you," he murmured as his mouth sucked the soft sweet part of her belly just above her mons. "I spank you, zucca pumpkin. I don't beat you. You're delicious," he added as he nipped her flesh and chuckled as she squealed.
"Stop!" she yelled.
"Never!" he vowed. "I'll never stop lovin' you. I'm going to devour your body... love every inch of you. You're mine, all mine."
"You spank *too* hard!" she yelled as he rose to his knees, lifting her with him and landed another hard swat on her warm and rosy posterior.
"Keep protesting," JC chuckled as he kneaded her sore cheeks. "I'll just keep spanking you while I love you."
"Stop!" she yelled, throwing her head back to look at him. She was determined not to take any more.
"Are you going to disobey me again?" he asked as she glared at him and then dipped his head to nuzzle her inviting throat.
"I'll do whatever the hell I feel like doing," she hissed and finally wiggled free of his embrace.
"I suppose I could also spank you for sass since you're hell-bent on testing my patience," he added softly, easily pulling her back into his arms, one hand cupping her heated bottom. "I want to be able to reach you when I call. Leave that cell phone off one more time and..."
"Were you this bossy when I met you," she grumbled, pushing at his chest, "or did you get bossier as you moved up in rank?"
"JC?" she whispered, finally giving in and leaning against him, letting his arms and his chest support her body. "Tell me what you think when you're spanking me too hard. Do you still love me?"
"I love you," he whispered back. "I always love you and I worry when I can't reach you. And when I spank you hard," he murmured, "I just want it over with so I can make love to you again. You're mine, Spencer. You belong to me. Every inch of you is mine," he told her as his hands stroked her body.
"My arms?" she asked.
"What about here?" she asked as she touched her sex. "Between my thighs, where you love me?"
"Mine, baby. All mine," he assured her, his voice husky with desire.
"My big toe - the one on my left foot?" she couldn't help teasing.
"You have doubts?" he asked, laying her on her back and pulling her leg up so he could kiss the arch of her foot and when he did, his lips moved to the toe in question and sucked it into his mouth, startling her. "And the others as well."
Spencer jerked her foot back, his warm mouth engulfing her toe an eerie sensation but JC held on to her leg. "Stop!" she pleaded. "I... don't do that!"
He chuckled, moving his tongue to lick the backs of her toes, watching her shiver, her abdomen contracting as the tickling sensations rippled through her.
"Do you like that, bambina?" he asked as he watched her body melt... her naked charms open to his frank perusal, the evidence of his own desire rising.
"No," she murmured, reaching for him. "I love it."
"No matter where we are or what we're doing," he told her as he hovered over her, gathering her close. "I always want to rush you into bed. I always want to love you."
"Love me now," she begged. "Don't spank me. Just love me."
"I'll spank you again," he promised. "So hard if your cell phone isn't on when I call you. I mean it, Spence. If it happens one more time, I'll..."
"JC, stop talking! Love me! Now!" she demanded.
"Bossy birbantella," he grinned as his hand made harsh contact with her bottom. "Bossy... beautiful... birbantella," he chuckled as she yelped at the swats and then smiled with satisfaction as they turned into purrs and sighs as he gave her all the loving she demanded.