“Damn, you’re soft. I have trouble keeping my hands off you.”Okay, serious melty stuff.”

“You’re so damn big,” she whispered.“Why, thank you cariño,” he said.”

“Okay, you’re older. Not much, really. And considering you love staying in shape and I refuse to run, we’ll probably get all old and crippled at the same time. If not, then I’ll learn to use a cane, and I’ll get to beat on your ass for a change.”

“No. No, I don’t want my hands restrained.”“Yes. You do.”

“You dumb-ass ape, get your hand off me. What—are you the first in your family to be born without a tail?”

“I like my women soft and round. His blue gaze burned into hers. I don't lie, Becca. I love your body, every single curve, every dimple, every scar.”

“I wouldn't do this if i didn't care, but you mean everything to me, and if this is what you need, then this is what you'll get. But we're damned well going to work on changing this association between caring and spanking.”