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the left. I'll give you a head start. For every second between the time you get to my room and into my bed before I get there, I'm going to spank you.”
    Lily's eyes widened. He was going to spank her for beating him to his room?
    Wait. He was going to spank her? She'd never been spanked before, had never even thought about it, but as she looked down at his hands, which she found so sexy, she suddenly had a desire feel them smack her ass.
    As quickly as the doubts showed up when she was with him, he rapidly chased them all away. Now all she wanted to do was have him chase her up the stairs and fall on her. Age and other issues floated to the back of her mind.
    “A head start?” She was naked, and she didn't care. A part of her was blossoming right in front of him. Did he realize it? She certainly did and loved the feeling. It was freeing, like getting rid of invisible shackles she hadn't known were there holding her down. Cam seemed to be the catalyst she'd needed to see that another Lily lived inside her—a bold, brazen, sexual Lily.
    He stood stock-still, his hands on his hips. “Yes.”
    “How much of one?” She started edging away, sidestepping him.
    “Five seconds. But you do realize that is an automatic five swats.”
    More wetness pooled between her thighs, and she suddenly wished she knew something about being spanked for pleasure. She'd heard about it, read about it in a few of the romance books Alli had lining her bookshelves, but Lily had never really paid much attention to those passages. “Yes.”
    “Oh baby, you're gonna be so much fun. Ready?” She nodded. “Set?” She stepped to the edge of the breakfast room. “Go.”
    And she took off, jogging through the house to the stairs at the front. Jogging for a full-figured, size-18-sometimes, size-16-other-times girl wasn't always the prettiest sight, but something about Cam and the way he was with her didn't make her feel uncomfortable or self-conscious about her size. He treated her like she was beautiful, sexy.
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She reached the top of the landing and paused. He was at the foot of the staircase watching her. He stepped onto the first step, and she turned to the left, and opened the door at the end of the hall.
    His room was furnished just like the rest of the house—sparsely. The king-size bed dominated one wall between two windows, and she made a beeline for it, then crawled into the middle and burrowed under the sheets. They smelled like him: cologne and musk and his own unique scent that was young, fresh, and so damned sexy.
    “Damn, I like seeing you in my bed. How many do you think you're gonna get?”
    She felt her cheeks heat. “Including the five?”
    He nodded and stepped into the room, undoing his jeans as he got closer to the bed. He pulled his cock out but left his jeans on, and she could have creamed right then. He was her fantasy.
    “Ten?”
    “Try again.” He pulled the sheet from her body and tweaked her nipples before flipping her over. “On your hands and knees.”
    With a shiver of anticipation, Lily complied. He caressed the sensitive skin of her ass, the tender flesh of her thighs and hips. She moaned and wiggled a little, silently begging for more of his touch. Her blood was boiling. She couldn't get enough of him. “How many, Lily?”
    “F-fifteen?”
    “Almost. Twenty. You get twenty.”
    Oh God.
    Long fingers slid from her anus to her pussy and back again, dragging wetness. One flicked at her clit and one dipped inside her. Her arms were trembling as she tried to hold herself up, but they gave out when he pressed the finger that had been inside her sex against the opening of her ass. He did nothing more than 35
     
    tease her, but it was enough. Her clit tingled, and her feet flexed. She came with her head buried in the center of his bed, gasping out his name.
    “Beautiful,” he whispered. Cam wiped her cum across her ass cheeks. “Have you ever been spanked?”
    Her reply was a muffled “no” as she lifted