Yuma [Wolfe Brothers 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) (7 page)

“Then why are you so pissed off at me now?” she shouted at him, through with the crap and wanting to get it all out in the open.

“Because I was worried about you! I talked to Reno, and he gave me your message by the way. He thought it was a hell of a lot more humorous than I did.” He paused. “Why didn’t you answer your cell phone?”

“Because I wanted some time alone so I could think about things.” She hung her head down. There was no way in hell that he would ever understand what she was going through. She had hoped that once or twice with Yuma Wolfe would be enough to satisfy her curiosity so that she could move on and find someone who would love her for who and what she was, but hell no. It just made everything worse. She wanted him more and loved him even more than that.

His huge arms wrapped around her, bringing her close against him. “Tell me what has you so worried, baby. I will help if I can.”

“You can’t help this time, Yuma.” She tried to keep the tears from falling, but still one or two managed to fall.

“Baby, I hate to see you hurting.” He leaned down to brush away the tears with his mouth. “I can listen if you want to talk.”

“That’s okay. I just need a ride home since Dad isn’t here.”

“Come on then. I’ll drive you home then leave since you have so much you need to think about, okay?” She gave him a shaky smile but nodded her response just the same. He kept an arm around her as they walked out to his car, and he gently set her inside. “Buckle up, baby.”

He drove her home, made sure she got in all right, and walked her into the house. “I need to give you something before I leave,” he gleefully told her as he sat down on her sofa.

“Okay.” She knew what he was going to give her, a big lecture. He’d had enough. It was fun, but it was back to reality for them. The “let’s keep it all work and no play” lecture. She moved closer to him.

Without any warning, he pulled her across his lap. Her skirt was lifted and her ass bared for him. “I owe you this!”

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she yelled at him as she wiggled while trying to get off of his lap.

His brought his hand came down across her ass. “This is for leaving me without letting me know you were leaving.” Another one landed on the other cheek.

“Ouch! This isn’t funny, Yuma! Let me up.” She whimpered as she felt each swat all the way to her clit.

“This is for not answering your damned phone when I tried to check on you.” One leg wrapped around hers to keep her from struggling as he continued to rain down swats on her ass. “This is for not telling me what the fuck is wrong so I can fix it. This is for being so damned stubborn when we could have spent the day together in my bed.” He sounded a little desperate in his reasoning, but it didn’t stop him. He just liked using his hand to turn her ass pink. “This is because your ass is so damned sexy.” Finally, the spanking stopped. He rubbed her ass as he spoke. “Do you know what you got your spanking for, baby?”

“Because you’re an asshole?” she suggested from between clenched teeth as he helped her to stand up.

“Madi, you scared the hell out of me.” He pulled her back down across his lap, this time with her ass down as he held her. “Next time, just let me know you need some time alone. I may not be happy with it, but I can damn well deal with it.” He found a tissue box next to the sofa, and with a tissue in hand, he wiped all the remaining tears from her face.

“Fine. You can go now.” As soon as he left, she would have a date with BOB. She hoped that she had new batteries.

“Don’t you dare play with my pussy. That is part of your punishment. You aren’t allowed to come until I give you permission.”

“Yeah, well, whatever.” She moved off of his lap because it was definitely time for his highness to get the hell out of her house.

“By the way, I confiscated your little toy yesterday.”

“You really are an asshole! What? You don’t think I know how to twiddle my twat with my fingers?”

“You can do that, baby. But without my permission, you’ll have earned yourself another punishment. How much can you take, Madi?” His silver eyes bore into her. “I’m going to leave you here to think about it. I’ll see you tomorrow at work.”

He left her as promised. He brushed a gentle kiss across her lips first though, just to make sure that she didn’t forget that he wanted her. On the ride home, he tried to figure out what was going on in her mind. He thought, at least with their first official date last night that he was getting closer to making her realize that he wanted her—for keeps, not just as a secretary or as a submissive ready to be at his beck and call sexually.

He realized that he was in love with her last night, just about the time when she told him that she didn’t want any other men, just him. With all his previous relationships, not that there had been too many, not one of them would have told him that they hadn’t wanted anyone else. Her beauty and submissiveness had drawn him, but her personality and loving ways were what made him love her all the more. And he’d realized with a start that he didn’t want anyone else either.

She contrasted so well with his hardness of body and spirit. He knew that she brought out the finer parts of his personality—his protectiveness, his strength and compassion, just to name a few. She made the Dom in him stronger as well.

Reno was waiting outside his condo when he got back. “She’s the one, isn’t she?” Yuma gave a nod with a slight smile. “I hope she does your kids a better turn than our mom did us.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Their mom had been a great mother, very attentive and loving.

“I hope she doesn’t name your kids by where they were conceived.” Reno shook his head as he went into his place, leaving Yuma out there to laugh. Damn, he was right about that one. Reno, Nevada; Yuma, Arizona; Dallas, Texas; and Jackson, Mississippi—God, their mother had a sick sense of humor.

He walked into his condo with a new purpose. He had to find a way to convince her to be with him. Forever.

* * * *

Madi had spent a sleepless night trying to figure out what to do with her life. She hadn’t come up with much, just that she needed to find a way to get away from Yuma so that she didn’t make his life miserable. It had to be hard enough having her lovesick ass trailing after him every day. She was seriously considering quitting after her father’s retirement dinner. She’d only gone to work there to please him, but she had a master’s degree in business administration. She should be able to find another job somewhere.

As she continued to work on the mess that Cheri had left for her, she was able to locate Yuma’s calendar. Why Cheri wasn’t using the computer one she wasn’t sure, but she spent the time to put what few entries were listed in Cheri’s calendar book into the computer one that only she and Yuma could access.

Yuma came in, acting like a businessman, not the man who had been balls-deep in her pussy a couple of days ago. One part of her was relieved, the other wasn’t. He must have had enough, a tiny voice kept nagging at her. He doesn’t want you anymore, another one told her. She let her own insecurities wear her down even though he’d given her no evidence. They worked through lunch without saying much of anything to each other, at least nothing that wasn’t work related. By the time lunch rolled around, she was beginning to stress out. She couldn’t keep this up.

“Come to lunch with me, please.” Yuma stood over her, his eyes sliding hotly over her body. “We can go to that Mexican place you like on the corner,” he suggested.

As she stood up to go with him, she kept asking herself what the hell she was doing. Didn’t she just tell herself that she needed to stay away from him, and here she was blindly following him yet again? So much for her self-control!

She felt his hand at her back as they walked through the building. He kept his hand there as they walked down the sidewalk. The Mexican place was basically a hole-in-the-wall with the best tamales in Kansas City. They both ordered soft drinks and waited.

“Did you figure things out yesterday?”

“Um, I think so.”

“What does that mean, baby?”

“I’m thinking of quitting, maybe opening my own business somewhere.” She shrugged and took another sip of cola.

“What kind of business?”

“Maybe a craft store or a baby store, something like that.” She took another drink. “I really haven’t decided yet. It’s still in the planning stages.”

“You like babies, do you?” He caught her hands in his. “How many children do you want?”

“Oh, a few, I guess. I hadn’t really thought about it before. Don’t think I’ve ever thought about the possibility of kids before.”

“Why not? Do you have some disease or condition that would prevent you from having children?”

“No, that’s not it.” They separated as their server delivered their tamales. “I just don’t seem to have happily ever after in my forecast.” Smiling sadly, she opened up a tamale and began to eat.

“What the fuck does that mean?” he demanded to know.

She gave him a good frown to let him know she didn’t know what the hell was wrong with him before she spoke. “I’m destined to become an old maid.” Lord, it didn’t look like that was going over too well with him. “Well, it’s not like I’ve got men busting down my door to go out with me.” She took another bite. “I thought about becoming an old cat lady, but I don’t know how many allergy shots I can actually tolerate.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” His voice rose as he glared at her. “Do you know why you don’t get asked out at work?” His hands clenched the table tightly.

“Because I’m short, fat, and ugly?” she suggested flippantly, her anger rising at his. Where the hell did he get off questioning her like this? She was ready to kick his ass.

“No, because all those assholes at work know if they so much as look at you in a suggestive manner, I’ll feed them their balls!” His voice raised an octave or two as he responded back to her.

“Yeah, right, why are you lying like this, Yuma?” Her appetite was gone. She took another sip of her drink then stood up to leave.

She never knew he could speak so well when it looked like his head was going to explode at any given moment. “Sit your fucking ass down, or I will give you the spanking you deserve right here, right now.”

She considered calling his bluff, but by the looks of him, she didn’t think that would be her best idea yet. She calmly sat back down. “What is the problem, Yuma? You asked me a question, and I gave you an honest answer. Now you’re mad as hell because of what I said?”

“No, I’m ‘mad as hell’ because you actually believe that shit.” He stared her down. “Dammit, you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and you’re trying to feed me this shit. I get hard anytime you’re near me. I’ve dreamed of fucking you for the last ten years of my life, and you want to tell me you won’t have kids because men don’t find you sexually appealing?” He huffed and puffed at her. “Fuck, baby, I hope you’re on the pill because I’ve done my best to get you pregnant the last two days!”

Gasping, her hand covered her mouth. “You didn’t use anything?” She had been so swept up in the excitement and passion that she’d forgotten about protection.

“No, I didn’t want anything between you and me. I wanted to feel every wet, supple move your pussy made as I pounded in you.” One of his hands caught one of hers and brought it to his lips. “I’m clean. I haven’t had anyone since the last time I was tested.”

“I can’t believe that you did that, Yuma! How could you take that choice out of my hands?”

“I wasn’t thinking about anything but getting my dick into your cunt, baby.” His lips brushed against her palm. “Beyond that, I didn’t give a damn.” He bit down gently on her palm, and the sting went straight to her clit.

Damn, what the hell was she going to do if she was pregnant? Beyond her immediate panic, she suddenly thought of black-haired, gray-eyed baby boys that would nurse at her breasts. Little boys that would love her regardless of how she looked.

Unknowingly, she gave him the sweetest smile, and for once it wasn’t sarcastic, but one of love and affection. As she watched him shift uncomfortably in his seat, she quickly returned back to reality.

“Eat your lunch, Madi. We’ll have to get back to work soon.”

The rest of the day went smoothly as Madi worked at straightening out Cheri’s mess. While Yuma was in and out of her office, he kept the conversations light and businesslike. He took her to dinner then took her back to her place where they necked like teenagers. When she tried to push for more, he walked out the door with orders for her not to be touching his pussy.

The rest of the week was much the same. Not only was he taking her to lunch almost every day, but he was also taking her to dinner. They talked about her growing up as an only child with a busy father, and how this experience had made her long for a large family. He shared with her his dreams and desires in not only his personal, but in his business life as well. He even gave her some ideas on a business or two that he thought she might be interested in. While he wanted her like crazy, he kept the sexual tension high with no relief in sight.

On Thursday, as Yuma came into her office, she had some sickly, thin young man flirting with her. Immediately, she saw his happy expression change to one that was incredibly pissed. Regrettably, it wasn’t one of the numerous male employees that Yuma had claimed to have warned. No, it was a customer that had a very short life expectancy if he didn’t get away from her.