by Lexie Davis
“Get on the bed face down.”
She shrugged out of the robe and got on the bed naked. The idea of tying her to his bed and fucking her made his cock ache with need. She needed to be punished before pleasured and damn, he couldn’t wait to get to pleasuring. He restrained her arms while lifting her hips so that her ass stuck out, ready for his paddle. Dammit, he loved the sight of her waiting patiently for a spanking. It turned her on far more than he ever expected and the idea of it had him damn near coming in his pants. Piper Walsh was definitely a naughty girl no matter how much she pretended to be nice.
He got the paddle out and she glanced over at him. She liked him taking her the way he wanted. She liked him in control of things in the bedroom. The look of anticipation on her face said more than words ever would. She wanted him to fuck her and love her unlike anyone else.
And he planned on doing just that.
“I’m starting to think that you enjoy spankings too much.” He carried the paddle over to the bed. “That’s not a nice girl.”
She wiggled her ass. “Who the fuck wants to be nice at a time like this?”
He grinned. “You said to take you to the bedroom. You’d show me how nice you can be.”
She dropped her head down. “Nicely submissive.”
“Ah.” He rubbed her ass with his hand. “I like nice submissives.” He leaned in and kissed her ass cheek. “I like naughty ones too.”
He palmed the paddle, loving the weight and feel. Playing bedroom games had never really been on his list of fun things to try in the city. He never felt a connection with a woman deep enough to go there with her. Piper had been the one to suggest it. In her drunken state, she told him in vivid detail what she wanted him to do. The paddle was something he’d bought for her.
The paddle smacked against her ass and she yelped. It left a harsh sting and Piper probably needed a few smacks to warm up and get the true feeling for it. He smacked the other cheek getting the same reaction from her. Her cheeks clenched and she tugged at the binds.
“Too much?” He didn’t think so but he wanted to make sure.
“No.” She dropped her head down. “I love it.”
He smacked her ass again. “You’re not supposed to love it. It’s supposed to be a punishment.”
“Then spank me more.” She tugged at her binds when he did. “Ahh.”
Once her ass was rosy, he moved to a harder punishment. He got the undersides of her ass, a sensitive spot that would make her remember this moment for a few days when she sat down in a chair. Her pussy was sopping wet. Scott stopped and slipped his fingers between her legs.
“Do you need a dick in you, sweetheart?” He pressed a finger inside her tight entrance. “Your pussy is drenched.”
“Please.”
He stepped back and grabbed another item he’d bought for her. The thick dildo was a sore representation of his real thing but it vibrated and he wanted her to feel it. He took it back to her. When he pushed it inside her, she gasped and turned, looking over her shoulder.
“That’s not what I had in mind.”
He grinned and pressed the dildo on. “I’m not done spanking your ass.”
The mixture of pleasure and pain had her writhing in the binds. She tugged and pulled as he smacked her ass with the paddle and cried out every time the dildo pressed against her G-spot.
He pulled the dildo out and pushed it back in. “Come for me, sweetheart.”
She cried out so loudly he wondered if the neighbors would hear. He pulled the dildo out and set it to the side. She was hardly through having orgasms and the look on her face said that she knew they were only getting started.
Scott took a deep breath. Santa sure as hell would pass out if he walked in on them in the throes of passion. Licking his lips, he went to undo her binds. She was plenty warmed up for the next round and he couldn’t wait any longer.
****
Piper let him roll her to her back and retie her binds. This time he added ankle cuffs to keep her spread eagle on his bed. Rose buds stuck to her sweaty skin and in the faint candlelight she was sure a look of satisfaction permanently marked her face. She loved this. Loved how he took all the shit she’d told him in the Bahamas and made it a reality. Made it better than she could ever dream.
“No more fake cocks.” She dropped her head back. “I want the real thing.”
He chuckled. “I’ll give you what I want you to have. I thought we established that earlier.”
She stared at the massive bulge at his crotch. “I want that.”
“Duly noted.” He moved between her legs. “I want this.”
His finger ran the length of her slit. Her nipples beaded into tight little points the more he teased her. Her sex was swollen and completely aroused. She’d had an orgasm but her body craved more. She needed to feel him inside her. It was a snowball effect. He got her hot and she got him hot. It kept growing and growing until she thought it would never end.
He rimmed her opening, circling it with his fingers like he had all the time in the world. Nerve endings awakened and rejuvenated. She wanted him to fill her. To fuck her like never before.
“You are always so wet for me. Do you get this wet at the office?”
She closed her eyes. “Sometimes.”
“What do you do?”
“I got to the bathroom.” She swallowed. She felt heat gather in her cheeks. “I masturbate.”
His lips pressed soft wet kisses along her thighs. “What do you think about that gets you so hot?”
“Your big cock.” She swallowed. The admission shouldn’t have embarrassed her. It had been a while since they’d been to the Bahamas and she didn’t just get rid of her feelings the moment she sobered up. It seemed like since she’d voiced them, she wanted it more. Wanted him more.
“So you pressed your fingers inside your pussy and fucked yourself thinking about my big cock?” He slipped two fingers inside her and stroked her aching cunt slowly.
“Yes,” she panted.
“What about my mouth? Did you ever think about my mouth sucking on your clit?” To make a point, he leaned forward and pulled the bundle of nerves between his lips.
Piper gasped, gripping the binds. “Yes,” she whispered. “All the time.”
And she did. He could fuck her any way he wanted. She’d spent more than one time in the bathroom getting herself off after plenty of dirty images of him fucking her in his office or on the conference table. She didn’t care if their co-workers watched and that became the thrill of it. Having him was against the rules and she loved that they finally broke them.
“I love your body.” His words had her eyes popping open. “You’re so responsive. So ready to be loved.”
He held her pussy open and flicked his tongue along the wet opening. Her ass still stung from the paddle and she loved the feel of soft sheets beneath it. Piper arched to him, lifting her hips slightly.
He worked diligently at his task. Piper whimpered, sweat breaking out on her skin. He licked and teased, never quite touching her clit. Her thighs trembled as his tongue slid inside her silky channel. He lifted her hips, sliding his hands beneath her ass and gripping the sensitive flesh hard. He sucked on her pussy lips, and ragged pants left her lips. He’d take her there. It’d just be in his own damn time.
She clutched the bars on the headboard and reveled in his head between her thighs. If he wanted to eat her pussy all night who was she to stop him? He took her to the edge many times before sliding his fingers inside her again. His talented tongue circled her needy clit and she cried out, writhing on the sheets. The binds prevented her from moving much and Scott’s large hands held her thighs to the mattress while he continued his torture. She screamed out again, the muscles in her lower abdomen tightening as nothing but pleasure flowed through her.
He barely gave her time to catch her breath before he moved over her, sliding deep inside her deprived pussy. He leaned over her, thrusting hard while he sucked one of her nipples into
his mouth. Sex had never felt so good. Never been so good before in her life. She closed her eyes as he drove her pleasure higher. She wasn’t sure that she could come again, but she wanted to feel him. He scraped his teeth against her nipple and she opened her eyes.
“You’re mine, Piper.” He switched to her other needy nipple while his cock continued to plunge into her channel. “Say it. Say you’re mine.”
“I’m yours.”
He slid deeper and deeper into her grasping pussy and groaned at the tightness. She wanted her hands on him, her legs wrapped around him. She needed him to kiss her and love her.
“Come for me, sweetheart. I want your pussy swallowing my cock and squeezing me so I can’t leave.” His thumb brushed along her sensitive clit. She didn’t think she had it in her. He’d dragged so much out of her that one more orgasm seemed impossible. She panted and focused on his ministrations. Her body needed the release. When she got there it was a soft ripple and it set him off immediately. Her pussy clutched him as he filled her, taking her tight cunt hard. He dropped his head back, shouting his own release, filling her.
God, she’d never seen a more beautiful sight. A more beautiful man. He dropped forward onto her, his ragged breathing sounding like he’d run a marathon. He groaned as he moved, pushing his weight off her so that he could undo her binds.
“You’re so fucking amazing.” He undid her ankles first. “I’m never going to get enough.”
She lay there and let him take care of her. He kissed her wrists and rubbed away the slight red marks left on her skin. She watched him as he walked around to the bathroom and came back with a wet cloth. She sat up, taking it from him. She moved to stand. Dealing with the clean up in front of him felt too awkward. She went to the bathroom while he worked on the sheets. When she returned he had a fresh pair of sheets already on the bed.
“Why do you always change the sheets after sex?”
He glanced over at her. “I normally sleep in fresh sheets every night. It’s a quirk I have. I figured I could just wait to change the sheets after sex so they’re still fresh.”
She shook her head. He had weird quirks all right, but she liked them. She liked him a lot.
They settled in bed and she pulled his arm over her stomach. He kissed her shoulder before reaching for the remote. It was Christmas and he had a right to watch the holiday movies all he wanted. She closed her eyes and snuggled into his warmth. She had the right to sleep through it.
Chapter Six
Scott woke up on Christmas morning with Piper’s warm body wrapped around his. He closed his eyes and pulled her closer, pressing his lips to her forehead. Piper’s eyes fluttered open and she groaned, burrowing deeper against his side. He smiled and rubbed her back.
“Merry Christmas.” He kissed the top of her head. “Do you want to open your presents?”
She rolled to her back and stretched. “I know I said wake me up with your cock, but I really need some coffee this morning. Last night was intense.”
He laughed. “A real present. Wrapped and everything. I bought it for you.”
She pushed up on her elbows staring at him. “You got me a gift? Like something other than a bonus check?”
“Yes.” He brushed his finger along her cheek. “The bonus check was from the company. This is from me.”
She licked her lips. “I didn’t get you anything.”
He leaned in and kissed her. “Honey, gift giving isn’t quid pro quo.”
He moved from the bed and stood, stretching. He reached for his underwear on the floor and pulled them on knowing she watched his ass the entire time. He turned toward her.
“Stay there.”
She chewed on her lower lip. “Okay.”
He left the bedroom and went to the living room to find the presents he bought her. He’d gotten a bit of info from Roger about what she wanted and had his assistant go shopping for him. He did, however, stop at Cartier himself. It made him nervous, but he was assured by at least seven people that she’d like the gift he purchased.
He looped the several bags his assistant had collected during her shopping spree on his arms and carried them back to the bedroom. Piper’s eyes widened as he sat them next to the bed beside her.
“Have at it.”
She tucked the blankets at her armpits and reached for the Burberry bag first. He didn’t have time to actually wrap them so he made sure his assistant had the stores wrap everything.
“Oh, wow.” She pulled out a garment bag and undid it. Inside was the trench coat she wanted. A smaller box contained the wool scarf she wanted as well. She glanced up at him. “You spent too much on this stuff.”
He sat at the end of the bed. “You haven’t even opened all of them yet.”
She set the garment bag aside and reached for the Louis Vuitton bag. He’d gotten her the bag she wanted in the color she wanted thanks to Roger’s informative conversation with his assistant. Piper slid the box out of the bag and undid it, pulling the dust cover out. The bag was neatly inside and she barely contained her excitement.
“You got the color and the bag.” She glanced over at him. “How did you know?”
“I have spies.”
She laughed. “I was going to use my bonus check to get this bag. I can’t believe you got it for me.”
He smiled at her. “You’re still not done.”
She sat that package to the side and dug into the Louboutin bag. His assistant had bought four different pairs of shoes for her in all the styles she wanted. She shook her head.
“I can’t believe you bought me all of this.” She glanced up at him. “Why?”
He didn’t know how to answer that question. He had money and invested it wisely. He’d bought gifts for his family and shipped them back home. It just made sense that he buy Piper what she wanted. He didn’t know why, but it felt right.
“I don’t know.” He stared at her. “You deserve the best. You deserve everything you want. Yeah, this stuff cost money, but you’re worth it. This and so much more.”
She moved so that she could kiss him. “You gave Jerica your credit card again, didn’t you?”
He smiled. “Yes. But I gave her a list too.”
She smiled and reached for another bag. He’d gotten her dresses and shoes. She opened a few more purses that she loved until she finally reached the end of the gifts. Scott stood and went to the dresser where he’d put the Cartier gift. He took it from the drawer and turned to give it to her.
She stared at the bag. “Oh, my goodness. What is in that?”
He held it out. “Open it.”
She shook her head. “No. That’s is definitely too expensive. What the hell, Scott?”
He sidestepped the mess she’d made and scooted stuff from the bed so he could sit again. “Open it.”
She took it and stared at him. “I didn’t buy you anything.”
“I have all I need.” He leaned back. “Open it. It’s the only thing I shopped for myself.”
She arched an eyebrow. “You went to Cartier?”
“I did.” He smiled. “They tried to get me to buy you an engagement ring but I said no. It’s a little pretentious to think you’d marry me after one weekend of incredibly hot sex. Open it.”
She reached in the bag and pulled out the long box. When she opened it, she gasped. He’d bought her a diamond pendant necklace that he knew would be beautiful around her neck. She stared at it for a long time.
“Do you like it?”
She shook her head. “You really spent too much money on me.”
He kissed her arm. “I already told you that you’re worth it. Come here. Let me put it on you.”
She handed it to him and combed her hair aside. He pulled it out of the box and draped it around her neck. “You’re beautiful.” He kissed her shoulder. “Everything about you.”
She smiled, turning toward him. He liked the idea of spoiling her. If he had the money, why not spend it on what he wanted? Piper scooted her stuff aside and
moved so that she straddled him, naked. She kissed him, a soft tender press of her lips against his. He held her against him as his tongue slid along hers. When she pulled away, she hugged him, resting her head against his shoulder.
“I’m going to need to land another new account to pay for all of this stuff.”
He laughed. “I promise I can afford all of it.”
He smoothed his hand along her back. He didn’t know about her, but it was the best Christmas he’d ever experienced. And maybe, just maybe, it’d get a little better as the day went on.
“I also have something else I want to do with you today. It’s a bit of a tradition.”
She sat back and stared into his eyes. “What?”
“I always spend Christmas Day at the homeless shelter. I want you to go with me. Help me serve them dinner.”
She played with the hair at the nape of his neck. “I’d love to do that with you.”
He smiled, feeling happier than ever. “Let’s get a shower.”
****
The homeless shelter that Scott volunteered at was a true asset to the city. Piper listened to all that they did to help people find jobs and homes. They offered shelter, showers, food and medical care to those that needed it the most. After just being there for an hour she was so happy that she’d come. Scott worked in the kitchen preparing meals while Piper sat down with the people, talking to them and playing with the kids. She was a pretty selfish person to hate Christmas all this time and these people didn’t have anything.
“Look, Betsy. You’ve got some competition. This is, Piper, Scott’s girlfriend.”
Piper glanced toward the woman they called Betsy. Betsy smiled and stuck out her hand. “I’m heartbroken but you look nice enough. Nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you too.”
Betsy was one of the regulars, Piper had come to learn. She knew Scott from all his volunteering at the shelter. Piper learned a lot about Scott. Betsy had told about him buying extra food so that the shelter didn’t have to turn people away. On the particularly cold nights, he’d rent a hotel room across the street for the overflow of people at the shelter. He sat and chatted with the people, which was something she realized they enjoyed more than anything.