The Girl, the Doctor, and the Texas Ranger
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“Please,” she begged. “Please fuck me, Trevor. In my pussy. Please.”
His breath hissed through his teeth, and his movements stilled. “What did you say?”
“Please fuck my pussy,” she said, pressing her center down against his hard bulge, “with your cock.”
* * *
Trevor directed Emily to stand up. Her panties fell to her ankles, and her dress cascaded down to cover her nudity, hiding her bright red bottom from his gaze. He’d enjoyed having her over his lap while he spanked her for a long time, a fun spanking that hadn’t brought her to tears but had instead only made her mildly uncomfortable. Silky locks of blonde hair streamed over her shoulders as she bowed her head slightly, appearing demure despite the fact that he’d just been finger fucking her ass. A blush colored her face, setting off her sparking blue eyes as she peered up at him from under thick, long eyelashes. God, she was exquisite.
“Arms up,” he said. Once she obeyed, he lifted her dress over her head and tossed it aside. He circled her a few times, drinking in her beauty as she stood in nothing but a lacy white bra and matching panties that were still tangled around her ankles. His desire heightened as he inspected her red bottom. Her thighs were a dark shade of pink, and he knelt behind her to trace his fingers over her spanked skin.
On trembling legs, Emily remained in position while he touched and caressed her backside, and he reveled in her loud gasp when he parted her ass cheeks once again. This time he didn’t press a finger inside, but nudged against her little hole and watched as she clenched and unclenched in anticipation of his intrusion. Rising up, he unhooked her bra and turned her around to face him, staring down as her full white breasts spilled out. Her bra fell to the floor, and he guided her to step out of her panties.
In one swift movement, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her toward the bed. “I’m going to make you mine now, Emily,” he said with his mouth to her ear.
She drew in a shaky breath and pulled back to meet his eyes. The love mirrored in her blue depths stirred his heart and soul. He placed her on the bed, and the lamplight spilled across her delicate features. He held her gaze as he stripped his clothes off. Naked and swollen rock hard, he crawled atop Emily and cupped her face.
“I love you so much, Emily. Do you understand how much I love you?” He almost sounded frantic in his declaration, but he needed her to understand the level of his feelings for her. She was the only woman for him. And for Daniel too. They’d take care of her and love her, forever.
She smiled up at him, tears glistening in her eyes. “Yes, Trevor, I understand.”
He leaned down to capture her lips, his tongue gliding in to meet hers as he tasted her. Deepening the kiss, he groaned and his cock jerked against the inside of her thigh. The tip of his length rested at her pussy entrance, but he took his time, kissing and caressing his way down her body. She sighed softly and tilted her head to the side as he trailed kisses down her neck. Her center arched up and she pressed her pussy against his cock, whimpering when he didn’t take her immediately.
“Patience, my love.” He took one nipple in his mouth, sucking and nibbling on her dark pink peak until it hardened and she groaned, delving her hands into his hair. After paying the same attention to her other nipple, he kneaded her breasts and pulled back to gaze down upon her lovely form. She was flushed. Panting and trembling slightly, she lay beneath him with her hair spread out on the pillow, a million strands of perfect golden silk.
His cock jerked when she reached for him, exploring his chest until she reached around him and drew him closer for another kiss. As he become lost in her, she raked her hands up and down his back, until finally one of those hands traveled elsewhere. Trevor breathed through clenched teeth when she grabbed his cock and squeezed his hard shaft in her little hand. He broke away from the kiss and a growl rumbled deep in his throat.
After guiding her hands to rest above her head, he grabbed a condom from the nightstand and rolled it over his cock. Positioning his engorged length at her moist slit, he gripped her hips, met her eyes, and surged into her tight sheath. She parted her thighs and welcomed his entrance, her face contorting with pleasure as he began to thrust in and out of her pussy. He’d planned to take it slow with her this first time, but her encouragement coupled with his intense need spurred him to move faster. She met him thrust for thrust, her head falling back on the pillow as she moaned.
Head tossing from side to side, she fisted her hands in the covers and cried out, finding her release as her pussy clamped down around his cock. Tight, hot, and wet. It was enough to push Trevor over the edge, and his fingers dug into her hips as ecstasy consumed him.
Chapter Ten
Daniel was happy for Trevor and Emily. After Emily ran off to spend a few hours helping Amy, Trevor had confessed what happened last night while Daniel had been at his office. They sat in the kitchen, nursing cups of coffee and gazing out into the fields.
“The depo shot I gave Emily will be effective now. Condoms aren’t necessary anymore,” Daniel said. Trevor nodded, suddenly looking a million miles away. Daniel suspected his mind was now on the case he was building against Officer Patrick.
“We should have the results for the paternity test soon,” Trevor said, confirming his suspicions. He checked the time. “I gotta run. I’ll call you if I’m going to be late tonight.” The front door slammed and he stomped down the porch steps.
Daniel finished his coffee and joined his cousins and the ranch hands for a few hours. On his way back from checking on a fence, he noticed Emily in the distance, headed for the barns. She slipped inside the barn where they kept the breeding horses. He’d seen her venture into the barns every now and then, usually to feed carrots or apples to the horses, but this time before she slipped inside, she’d looked around as if making sure no one had seen her.
His heart picked up. Lissie was kept in this barn. Daniel hoped Emily wasn’t breaking her promise to stay away from the untamed horse. Trevor still hadn’t broken the animal. Spurring his horse, Ben, to a run, Daniel headed for the barn in question. He passed Ben to one of the ranch hands and crept inside the barn, his gaze sweeping the area for Emily’s pink dress. Several of the horses whinnied at him as he walked by, and he froze in his tracks when he spotted Emily standing on her tiptoes atop a barrel, leaning into the last stall—Lissie’s stall.
He opened his mouth to yell, but thought better of it when he realized he might frighten her into falling. He certainly didn’t want her falling, especially into Lissie’s stall. The horse would trample her. Anxiety tightened his stomach, his nerves peaking as he inched forward as quickly and quietly as possible.
Emily was whispering to Lissie and holding out a carrot, trying to coax the animal into taking her offering. Just as Daniel came up behind Emily, Lissie snatched the carrot out of her hand. Daniel stood behind her for a moment, awestruck by what he’d just witnessed, before shaking his surprise away and lifting Emily off the barrel.
She gasped and turned in his arms, peering up at him with a horrified expression. “I… I was just… this isn’t what it looks like, Daniel.” She backed up against the wall. He followed, placing a hand on either side of her to block her escape.
“Oh really?” he asked in a low, angry voice. “I think it was exactly what it looked like. What did we tell you about Lissie?”
Her eyes grew wide. “Well, you told me not to go anywhere near her, but I wasn’t trying to ride her or anything. I was just giving her a carrot. No harm done.”
Daniel took a steadying breath to calm the rage he felt growing. “Young lady, you know very well you weren’t supposed to go near Lissie, even to feed her a carrot.”
“She’s not as wild as you think she is,” Emily said, surprising him further. “Sometimes she lets me pet her when I give her a carrot. Not with apples though. She hates apples.”
Stepping back, Daniel stared at her in disbelief. So this wasn’t the first time she’d endangered herself. He couldn’t be
“You’re in a lot of trouble, little girl.”
“But it’s not fair! Nothing bad happened!” she said, trying to escape his grasp.
Tightening his hold on her arm, he paused to swat her bottom twice. She ceased struggling and followed him after that, likely not wanting to cause a scene out in the open. Once he got her inside the house, he closed the door and spun her around to face him. Defiance burned in her eyes as she glared up at him, and she placed her hands on her hips and lifted her chin.
Didn’t she understand how dangerous Lissie was? If the barrel had tipped, or if Emily had lost her footing…
He couldn’t complete the thought. The idea of any harm coming to her to made his heart quake with terror. And she’d invited the harm upon herself by disobeying one simple rule and putting herself in danger intentionally. His teeth ground together and he raged inside, resolving to punish her thoroughly for her naughtiness. He’d promised to keep her safe many times, and that also included keeping her safe from herself.
“Go to your bedroom, Emily. I will be up to discuss your punishment once I’ve calmed down.”
Her eyes flashed and she opened her mouth as if to protest, but at his raised eyebrow, she turned to stomp up the stairs. A few seconds later, he heard the slamming of a door. Exhaling, he headed for his office. He sank down in his large leather chair, his mind spinning with images of what could’ve happened to Emily in the barn today. Finally, he pushed those grim thoughts away and focused on her punishment.
She had a long, hard spanking coming. He had to make sure she never behaved so foolishly again. Endangering herself was one of the worst possible offenses she could commit in his eyes. Daniel resolved to be firm with her, and he also decided his hand wouldn’t be enough to teach her a lesson. After he spent another fifteen minutes cooling off, he retrieved a wooden spoon from the kitchen and headed upstairs, taking the steps two at a time.
Entering Emily’s room, he spotted her standing next to the bed. Clothing was strewn across the quilt, and her old suitcase was lying open on the floor. She tossed a pair of jeans into the suitcase and haphazardly reached for another clothing item. Tears were streaming down her face, and she froze when their gazes collided. Frowning, he shut the door, tossed the spoon on the bed, then rushed to her side.
“What are you doing, Emily?” he asked softly. Sadness squeezed his heart to see her crying, and worry filled him to see her packing a suitcase. He’d expected to find her still defiant and ready to argue her case, not weeping over a half-packed suitcase.
She sniffled. “I’m leaving.”
He took the dress she’d been folding from her hands and placed it aside. Drawing her into his arms, he kissed her forehead and stared into her tearstained face. “Why on earth would you be leaving, little girl? I thought you were happy here.”
“I am, but you’re mad at me. Really mad. I knew I couldn’t be good forever. I’ve been trying so hard, but I didn’t agree with your rule about Lissie.”
His frown deepened. “Yes, Emily, I am mad at you. Furious, in fact. But I still love you.” He paused to let that sink in and grabbed a tissue from the nightstand to dab the moisture from her face. “So you chose not to follow the rule about Lissie because you didn’t agree with it?” he asked, holding her out by her arms and forcing her gaze to his.
“Y-yes,” she said, blinking back a fresh sheen of tears.
“And you think just because I’m mad at you—what? Do you think I don’t love you when I’m mad at you?” He loved her more every day, and his feelings for her would continue to grow no matter what foolish stunts she pulled. He ached to calm this particular fear of hers and make her understand how much she meant to him.
She nodded. “I’m sorry. I just don’t see how you could love me right now.” Her lower lip trembled and she blinked rapidly.
“Oh, baby girl, come here.” Leading her to the rocking chair, he sank down in it and pulled her into his lap, cradling her against his chest. She buried her face in her hands and shuddered. “Shh, I still love you, Emily. You did wrong and you will be punished for it, but that doesn’t mean I love you any less than when I woke up this morning.”
She peeked at him through her fingers, then slowly uncovered her face. “Really? You’re not just saying that?”
He tucked her hair behind her ears and smiled at her tenderly. “Baby girl, I love you no matter what kind of trouble you get yourself in. Okay? Don’t you ever doubt my love again or you’ll be in trouble for doing that,” he said sternly.
The sun came out from behind a cloud and spilled streams of light across her face just as she smiled. He pressed her head to his chest and held her for what felt like hours, rocking her in the quiet of her room while her breathing calmed and her tears dried up.
At last, she broke the silence. “You’re still going to spank me, aren’t you?” she asked, drawing back to stare up at him with acceptance filling her features. She’d been defiant not long ago, but her moody display had been fueled by worry and years of pain that had led her to believe he wouldn’t want her anymore.
His arms tightened around her slender form and he nodded. “Yes, little girl. You have quite the spanking coming. But first we’re going to put all these clothes away. You’re not going anywhere, Emily. This is your home now.”
Joy lit her eyes and she hugged him one last time before rising to her feet. They put away her clothes in silence, hanging up the dresses and folding everything else. Daniel shoved her suitcase into the back of her closet and hoped she never had need of it again.
Once her room was put to rights, Daniel instructed Emily to stand before him and lift her arms up. He peeled her dress over her head and tossed it aside. Her bra and panties came next, and soon she was standing naked and vulnerable before him, head bowed and face flushed.
Guiding her to a vacant corner, he patted her bottom and said, “I want you to stand here and think about why Trevor and I give you rules. We certainly don’t do it to be mean. We do it for your protection. Because we care about you and want to help you grow, Emily. Lissie might not have hurt you today, but you could have easily fallen off that barrel. You could have really gotten hurt. Keep your nose in the corner, young lady, until I say otherwise.”
* * *
Emily hated the corner, but she did as Daniel asked and remained in place, her heart and mind in turmoil. He was right. She could have gotten hurt today. Perhaps she should’ve obeyed their rule about Lissie even though she didn’t agree with it. She thought the horse was gentler than they believed, and she hadn’t been able to stop thinking about what might’ve happened to poor Lissie had Trevor not bought her at the auction that day. Lissie would’ve probably been purchased by the killer buyer and had her life cut short.
After spending a few days trying to get the horse to take a carrot from her hand, she’d been delighted when Lissie had stood in the center of her stall and stretched her neck closer, attempting to snatch up the carrot. Since the horse wouldn’t come any closer on her own, Emily had started stepping up on a barrel to lean into her stall. It had worked like a charm every time, and she’d soon forgotten that Daniel and Trevor had forbidden her from going near the horse.
Well, she remembered now. She shivered in the cool air of the room and felt Daniel’s strong presence behind her. Gulping, she recalled the wooden spoon he’d brought with him. It looked ominous, and her bottom clenched in anticipation of the sting.
She knew she should’ve listened to Daniel and Trevor, and she agreed she deserved this punishment. She felt foolish for thinking Daniel wouldn’t love her anymore just because she’d incited his anger. He’d obviously seen her enter the barn, and he’d gone after her because he was worried about her, and he was worried about her because he cared about her. The nagging fear of losing Daniel and Trevor’s love floated out the window as she organized her thoughts and remembered all that Daniel had said. She vowed to never doubt his love again.
A hand on her arm startled a gasp from her throat. She jumped and looked over her shoulder at Daniel. The stern expression he wore made her heart flutter.
“It’s time,” he said, leading her out of the corner.
She was very aware of her nudity as she followed him to the bed. Sinking down on it, he guided her to stand between his parted thighs. “I’m sorry I disobeyed you,” she blurted. “I know what I did was dangerous, and I’m sorry.”
Some of the hardness left his visage, and he regarded her in silence for a long moment. “We care about you so much, Emily, and that’s why it’s important we deal with any disobedience immediately, especially a disobedience as serious as what you did today. What you’ve been doing.” He cleared his throat. “How many times did you feed Lissie?”
She felt the blood drain from her face. “Um, more than ten, sir.”
“Thank you for being honest,” he said.
The wooden spoon rested beside his leg, and she trembled as she stared at it. She wondered if he’d start out spanking her with the implement immediately, or if he’d use his hand too. Her skin prickled and her insides shook with nervousness. She knew this spanking would be more severe than any other spanking she’d received before.
“Over my knee, little girl.” He helped her crawl across his lap. His jeans scratched her thighs and stomach, and she settled into position with her bottom high in the air at his beckoning. Confirming her suspicion that this spanking would be bad, he covered her legs with one of his, securing her in place over his lap. Her tummy flipped when he reached for her hands, and he soon held her wrists together at the small of her back, grasping them in one of his large hands. His other hand rested atop her bare bottom, causing her to shiver and quake in anticipation of the first slap. At least he hadn’t picked the spoon up yet.
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