CHAPTER TEN
FORD
Yoga pants were invented by Satan. Not only did they make a man think of sin, but tortured him and his balls mercilessly as well. I let Indi lead the way up the mountain because she knew these hills like the streets of Sparks. At first, I’d smiled to myself, able to watch her taut ass as we went. But as the miles went on, it was becoming impossible not to bend her over a boulder, tug down that tight, form-fitting material and spank her ass for being such a tease.
It wasn’t her fault. It was the devil and the inventors of spandex. Although her ass was perfect bare, too. I’d cupped and gripped it as we’d f****d the day before. And last night. And this morning.
So I knew that there was a small mole on her right cheek. I knew that muscular flesh jiggled when I spanked it.
