Natalie couldn't help being annoyed with her body – it didn't care that he had hurt her. No, it was responding to him as it always did – like the goddamn hussy Grace described! Even now as she was considering a good place to bury his body she couldn't move her eyes from the sight of him stroking himself.
Not trusting that she could keep resisting him, she snarled and sprung upwards, grabbing onto the branch above her head. She hauled herself up and stood perfectly balanced. He didn't look impressed.
"Get your pretty little ass down here now and I might not spank it."
She snorted. "You say that as if you think I'd let you spank me."
"Now, Natalie," he drawled.
