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ABIGAIL
He shrugged and glanced at his brother. “Perhaps we should just do that now.”
Tucker nodded once. “I agree.”
I sat up in surprise. “What? I was just playing!”
Tucker moved around the bed and pushed me onto my back. I bounced off the soft blankets. Before I could do more than gasp, he gripped my hip and flipped me onto my stomach. Another set of hands lifted my waist, pulling me up onto my hands and knees.
“What are you—”
“Grip the headboard, precious.” Tucker kissed my shoulder as I rose up and took hold of the cold iron. Turning my head, I looked into his eyes. I saw happiness and humor there. “Trust us. You’re going to love this.”
I wasn’t so sure, but they’d done nothing so far to have me doubt them.
“I don’t want another spanking,” I clarified.
Tucker spanked me onc
