I slowly move my hand under her sweater, massaging the soft skin of her trim little tummy. When I tickle her belly button with the tip of my finger, ...he giggles and I feel another elbow jab to the ribs, ‘Quit it Michael!’ she whispers. ‘Oh, so you’re ticklish, that nice to know!’ ‘Don’t you dare Michael!’ ‘Remember what happened the last time you said that? You little hiney got spanked.’ ‘Shhh! Just watch the show!’ she whispers with a very amused smile. My hand slides up to one of her. She is free.”“And if you win?”“If I win, you take her place, doing anything I ask without limits. Katie can fill you in on some of what that might require,” he added matter-of-factly.Ashley looked over at me. His words didn’t come across as arrogant, but his calm tone heightened her competitive resolve. I looked back at her with wide puppy-dog eyes.“Okay,” Ashley said. “We have a deal. When is this going to happen?”“Very good. I have a friend who runs the Glen Oaks Country Club,” he said. “The. .. Here you are Nikkie, you need to roll heads up code three, route four, mile marker three five. Four cars and a truck, people ejected. Fire and rescue and two ambulances are rolling. Sheriff patrol is on the way. You need to move it girl." Nikkie goes ballistic with the message. Spade is dumped unceremoniously off the bed and in a very short time she is in uniform yelling, "Spade you heard that, I need you to take my computer and my vest to the car for me. Sorry babe, but I have to fly.". He reached a hand out wrapping it around my throat. There was an instant flood of need. Duncan demanded I acknowledge my desire for him, “I need this.” I said without hesitation. His mouth crashed into mine and his tongue demanded entrance. His hand at my throat never hurt, but called to a place deep in me. My body responded with heat, and moisture pooling in my core. When his hand fisted my hair my breathing intensified. When his cool touch slid from my throat to travel over my exposed chest.