“Okay, I’m going to spank you now for what you did this morning.”
He landed the first smack right on the middle of her right cheek, harder than he had last night, making Angie yelp in surprise. He almost asked her if she was okay, but stopped himself. He was spanking her; of course it hurt.
Smack. His hand met the flesh of her left cheek, leaving a bright red mark in its wake. He picked up the pace, alternating cheeks, ignoring her yelps when he made contact with the same spot twice.
Right, left, right, left. As he punished her behind, his dick grew harder and harder. He’d never thought this would be such a turn on. Maybe it was because he wasn’t actually upset with her. Maybe it was because he could see her getting wet, even as she started to protest.
“Ow, Daddy, ow! That hurts!”
He didn’t respond, just kept spanking, turning her ass red with every stroke.
“Please, Daddy, I’m sorry!” she cried, bouncing on her toes with each blow. She’d had enough for her first real spanking, and so had Kevin.
“Okay, babygirl, that’s good.” He slid his hand from where it rested on her ass down her crack and in between her legs. Wetness and warmth welcomed him as he stroked her pussy. “My babygirl liked her spanking, didn’t she?”
“Yes Daddy.”
“Do you feel better now babygirl? You needed that spanking, didn’t you?” he asked, marveling at her reaction. Could it be any more perfect?
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Do you want to go back to bed for a while? Though I don’t think we’ll be doing much sleeping.”
Angie stood up and gave him a sexy smile that made him immediately lose control. Without waiting for anymore of an answer, he picked her up, tossed her over his shoulder and headed straight back to his bedroom.
Chapter 6
Several weeks passed by in happy contentment for Angie. Strangely, her new relationship with Kevin didn’t feel weird in the least. They’d jumped in feet first, and after that first night and day they spent every minute they could together. They still had their after work dinners, but now they’d pick up takeout and head back to his place. In an odd coincidence, Angie lived only four blocks away, but since her roommate was usually home in the evenings, Kevin’s place was the better option. They managed to go out to the movies one night when neither of them had to work early the next morning, and Angie spent the night a few times.
They grew closer, sharing more of their histories, their dreams for the future, and lots of sexy time in bed. They clicked intimately in a way she’d never experienced before. The things they did together were naughty and hot, and made her blush.
They talked more about their relationship and what they both needed. Kevin’s desire for complete honesty resulted in Angie making some interesting discoveries. Despite all her casual dating, she had woefully little experience with being a couple. Even so, she found interacting with him easy and comfortable - perhaps because he made it very clear what he wanted and expected from her. She found she wanted to make him happy, that it made her happy to please him and make him proud. Not that it took too much effort on her part. Kevin didn’t try to interfere with her work, didn’t script her every move. The expectations he set for her all revolved around her safety and making sure she acted like a lady. Given her past behavior, wanting her to improve in that respect made sense. Truly, it was also something she wanted for herself, and had been striving for on her own. Ever since the giant, embarrassing showdown at Connie and Nate’s house. Having Kevin there to provide consequences helped. Not that there’d been much chance for her to find trouble since they were spending so much time together.
She hadn’t received a punishment, or even the threat of one, in the last week. Angie felt sure there wouldn’t be any reason for one either. Not that they didn’t incorporate some spankings into their sex life. She had no idea that being spanked would turn her on so much, but it did. Having heard stories from her sister about her own lifestyle made it easier for Angie to accept this new part of her life, both in the bedroom and out.
Angie made her afternoon rounds, checking on each little patient under her care. In a few days little Carter would be going home and Kevin had been helping his brother set up a nursery in the evenings. She’d gone shopping with the men to make sure Keith purchased everything he needed for an infant, and it was one eye-opening experience for both guys. Even without buying anything she didn’t think was necessary, they were astonished at how much stuff a baby required. She made a baby blanket to match the nursery and Keith almost cried when she gave it to him, though he’d probably never admit it. Kevin made sure to show his appreciation when they went home that night.
That was the thing about Kevin. He always told her when she made him happy, or when he was proud of her. He always made sure she knew how beautiful he thought she was, even first thing in the morning. Being with him was the best thing that ever happened to her, even if their relationship was a bit unconventional. Or maybe because of it. The things some might find overly possessive made her feel safe. His expectations gave her comfort and consistency instead of making her feel managed or controlled. It might not be everyone’s cup of tea, but it kept her and Kevin happy.
She reflected on her new outlook on life as she checked vital signs and noted charts. Entering Carter’s room, she found Keith giving him a bottle in the rocking chair. Despite being thrust into fatherhood early, he was adjusting well, taking to his new role with enthusiasm. Though, that might change once Carter was home and Keith was on his own.
“How’s he doing today?” she asked.
“Good, almost done with this bottle,” Keith replied. “I can’t believe how much he’s grown.”
“Well, he was only four pounds so he had some catching up to do.” Angie looked down at the now chubby cheeked baby. He had filled out well and luckily didn’t have any lasting illnesses from his mother’s poor pre-natal care. Speaking of which…
“Have you heard from Molly yet?” Normally she wouldn’t ask such personal questions of her patients, but she felt like they were practically family now.
“Nope. Not one word. I’m glad because she’s not fit to be a mother right now, but I feel sorry for Carter at the same time.” Keith glanced up at her and Angie saw the mixture of worry and anger that the woman’s name always brought to his face. “How are things with you and my brother going?” he asked, changing the topic.
“They’re good, you know that,” she responded, letting him off the hook. He obviously wasn’t ready to talk about Molly or what might happen in the future. “I’m happier than I’ve ever been.”
“He’s happier than I’ve ever seen him, too, Angie. Even when he was with his crazy ex.” Kevin had told her the story of what happened with Krista. That was a large part of why he wanted honesty and to have control in their relationship. Which worked fine for Angie since she wanted to give him control.
“Thank you for telling me that,” she said. She thought Kevin was happy with her, but hearing it from his brother made her feel good.
“I wanted to ask if you’d be willing to help me out when I take Carter home the first day,” Keith asked, then added hurriedly, “Just to make sure I know how everything works and what kind of schedule he should be on.”
Angie smiled at the feeling of warmth and belonging Keith’s request gave her. “Of course I will. Anything you need.”
After picking up dinner on her way home, Angie pulled into the driveway a few hours later anxious to see Kevin. They’d worked opposite shifts the past few days and tonight was the only night this week they’d be able to spend the evening together.
She grabbed the pizza box and her purse and hustled to the door. Kevin opened it for her when she hit the top step, looking eager to see her, but not because he wanted dinner. The sexy glint in his blue eyes gave her the first hint that he had plans for her. Deliciously dirty plans, she suspected.
“Babygirl, I’ve been waiting for you,” he said, taking the food from her an
d stepping back so she could enter.
“I’m sorry, the pizzeria was really busy,” she said, hanging up her coat and kicking off her work shoes.
“I’m glad you’re here. I missed you.” He snagged her arm and pulled her into a tight hug. She could feel his erection against her thigh, letting her know he spoke the truth.
“I can tell,” she said, laughing. “I missed you, too.”
Kevin pulled back, but didn’t let go of her. “I went shopping last night after work.”
“Really? Didn’t you get out really late?” What on earth would be open at midnight, other than an all night pharmacy?
“The place I went does most of its business at night.” He gave her a panty-melting grin, then explained. “I bought us some toys to play with.”
Angie’s belly clenched with anticipation. They’d talked about their fantasies and things they’d like to try, but having him go out and buy sex toys was unexpected, though not unwelcome.
“What did you get?” Her voice came out breathy, but she didn’t care. Kevin had the ability to turn her on faster than anyone she’d ever been with before. The fact she had no idea what he’d purchased made her wet with anticipation.
“Let’s put the pizza in the oven to stay warm and I’ll show you.” He took her hand and led her through the kitchen, where he deposited the food into an already warm oven, and into the bedroom.
“Let’s get you out of these clothes, babygirl,” he said, not waiting for her to agree before he grabbed the hem of her scrubs and pulled it over her head. He gently pulled down the bottoms, taking her panties at the same time. He stopped to pull off her socks then helped her step out of the pants. Without even pausing he reached behind her and unhooked her bra, tossing it onto the floor. In less than two minutes he had her fully nude, but hadn’t seemed hurried or the least bit rushed. He just wanted her naked. Now.
Angie wasn’t the least bit surprised over this turn of events. Kevin liked to take care of her, and if that involved taking her clothes off so they could make love, all the better.
Although he wasn’t taking any of his own clothes off.
“I want to show you one of the things I bought,” he said, removing something from his top dresser drawer.
He approached her slowly, watching for her reaction to whatever he held in his hand. It took Angie a minute to figure it out, and when she did her butt clenched involuntarily.
“It’s an anal plug,” she said nervously. He’d made no secret about liking anal sex and she’d been honest and told him that her one experience with it had not been enjoyable.
“Yes, it is. Remember I explained to you that if we did some training with this, and prepared you, it would feel good?”
“I remember that we talked about it, but I don’t remember saying I wanted to do it,” she replied snottily without thinking. She realized her mistake when his eyes flashed a warning, but then he calmed.
“Babygirl, is that how you talk to me?”
“No Daddy,” she replied, contrite but still nervous.
“Do you trust me?” he asked.
“Of course I do.”
“You said you would be willing to try it for me, didn’t you?” he reminded her, making her feel guilty.
“Yes, I did.” He’d said it would make him happy if she tried it once, and if she hated it they didn’t have to do it again. That he’d make sure she was ready and it wouldn’t hurt like last time. But that had only been a week ago. She didn’t think he’d move that quickly! And that thing in his hand was not going to fit up her ass!
“Turn around and bend over.”
Angie stopped her study of the plug and met his eyes. There she found caring and lust and determination. He wasn’t going to give in on this. She’d agreed and he’d taken her word that she’d try, so she did as he instructed.
Her stomach did summersaults in her belly and she couldn’t catch her breath. She could not believe this was happening! But yet, she couldn’t disobey Kevin either. She didn’t want to disobey him. She trusted him when he said it wouldn’t hurt too badly. She could do this.
The snick of a bottle opening let her know that he’d bought lube, something that was woefully lacking from her one and only experience. Then suddenly his hand was on her lower back, making her jump in alarm.
“You’ve got to relax, babygirl, or else it’s not going to go in easy,” he said, trying to soothe her by stroking her back.
“I don’t think I can, Daddy. I’m scared,” she admitted.
“Stop worrying and just do what I say and everything will be good,” he instructed, leaving no more room for excuses. “Now take a couple of deep breaths.”
Angie did as she was told, telling her body to relax. Everything would be fine.
“Now reach back and spread your ass open for me babygirl.”
What!
Angie couldn’t believe he’d said that. For all her supposed experience, she’d never had someone ask her to intimately reveal herself. She couldn’t make her hands move to follow his instructions. She tried; she really did, but...
Smack! “Babygirl, you’re taking too long,” Kevin prompted with a swift slap on her behind. “Now do what I say.”
Taking another deep breath, Angie reached back and spread herself for Kevin, trying to blank any thought from her mind.
His hand slid down until he’d reached her back opening, pulling her cheeks even further apart. She felt her face flush at the position she was in, and Kevin’s view. Well, he’d asked for this so he must be enjoying himself. A cold, hard object poked at her entrance, making her clench involuntarily. Before he could spank her again she willed her muscles to release, allowing the plug into her body.
Kevin didn’t force it in all at once though. He gently pushed it up against her until she gasped at the burn, then pulled back. He repeated this again. And again.
Push and retreat. Push and retreat. Each time he made a bit more progress, and before she knew it Angie was pushing back when he retreated. Seeking the plug when he pulled it away. Her toes were curling and she felt her face flush with arousal. She never knew it could feel so good. Never thought that anal sex would actually turn her on. Not that this was sex. If the preparation for sex made her this hot, what would the actual act be like?
As her mind turned that thought over she let out a low moan, which Kevin must have took as a sign to fully seat the plug. He pushed it all the way in, past the tight ring of muscle he’d slowly been working to loosen.
Angie let out a yelp, but it really only hurt for second. Maybe a couple seconds. Kevin rubbed her ass, making the plug move inside her, which made her moan again.
“That looks so hot, babygirl,” he growled from behind her. “How does it feel?”
“Weird, but not awful,” she answered honestly.
“You were liking that toward the end,” he noted.
“Yes Daddy.”
“Now let’s go eat dinner,” he said, stepping back.
Angie stood up quickly, which made the plug move in interesting ways, but she had bigger issues. “You want me to eat dinner with this inside me?”
“I want the plug to be in for a while to stretch you out for me.”
Angie peered at him, trying to judge whether she had any room to argue. The stern set of his jaw and fire burning in his eyes told her the answer was a firm no. He’d obviously planned this out and, if the bulge in his jeans was any indication, was really enjoying himself.
“Can I put my robe on?” She didn’t want her bare butt on the kitchen chairs.
“Yes, you can put your panties and your robe on.” Kevin smiled at her, his happiness that she hadn’t protested visible. His happiness made Angie happy, and proud of herself that she’d pleased him.
* * * * *
Kevin watched Angie shift and squirm on her stool the whole time they ate. Which made him have to shift to adjust himself several times, too. He couldn’t get the image of her on her knees, ass cheeks spread wide, out of his he
ad. She’d balked a little bit, but he expected that. He was pushing her out of her comfort zone. Hell, this was new to him, too. Having a woman willing to do what he wanted at his command was a novel experience, and one he wouldn’t give up for the world. Never again would he be in a relationship where he didn’t have control, and now that he’d found Angie he wouldn’t have to. They hadn’t talked about long term but he definitely wasn’t giving her up. She was one in a million and meant everything to him. Fun and caring, sweet and sexy. She was the total package, and the fact no man had looked beyond the image she portrayed and scooped her up sooner was lucky for Kevin.
He finished eating and took a moment to take her in. Her robe gaped at the front, allowing him a peek at her breasts. Her nipples poked out through the thin fabric of the robe, telling Kevin that the plug made her more than just uncomfortable.
She finished her last bite and took a long drink of water, her hands visibly trembling when she set the bottle down.
“Are you done?” he asked, unable to wait any longer.
She glanced at him then looked down at her empty plate, as if more food would magically appear to grant her a reprieve.
Even though she was hesitant, Kevin had no doubt that she wanted this. They’d talked about it several times, at great length. Now that her nerves were flaring up he worried they might get the best of her, making her say no even though he knew she wanted to keep going.
When she finally gave up on staring at the plate he held his breath for her answer. Finally she looked him in the eye and gave him a firm, “Yes.”
He rose and held out a hand, which she didn’t hesitate to grab. Without another word he turned and led her back to the bedroom. They probably should have taken a bit to let their food settle, but he didn’t want to let the moment pass.
“Take your clothes off and get back up on the bed on your knees.”
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