Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60550 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Her eyes dart to the side, and she swallows. “Well, let’s take it one step at a time, okay?”
Ouch. Her rejection hurts more than it should. Clearly, she doesn’t think we’re as far along in this relationship as I do. All my efforts to steer her into something committed have been met with solid resistance. “Yeah, okay.” I try to sound casual. “So where are these toys?”
She leads me to the kitchen where a brown box stands open on the table. I peer inside. “That’s for you. Well, sort of.” She flushes.
I reach in and pull out a cellophane-wrapped object. Inside are two stainless steel objects in different sizes with pink round jewels on one end and a bulb tapering to a point on the other.
“They’re butt plugs,” she provides.
My dick instantly becomes as hard as marble. “Oh yeah?”
“There’s something else, too.”
I reach into the box and remove a long wooden paddle. “Oh sweetheart, I don’t think you’re going to like this as much as you think you are.”
She puts her hands on her hips like she’s offended. “What do you mean?”
I turn the paddle over in my hands. It has holes in it to decrease wind resistance and is ¾ inch thick, 6 inches wide and at least 20 inches long. Definitely not a slap-and-tickle toy. “Baby, this will hurt.”
Disappointment shadows her pale green eyes.
“We’ll save this for when you’re really bad.” I wink, enjoying the blush that colors her chest and ears “And these,” I say, tossing the package of butt plugs in the air and catching them, “I can’t wait to play with.”
She sidles closer and presses her body against mine. “I was thinking we could start something people into, um, impact play call maintenance night. It’s where you spank me once a week.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Like a sexy spanking?”
“No...well, yes. I mean, it could be.” She worries her lower lip. “But the purpose is more like to affirm your dominance.”
I chuckle. As if my dominance needs affirming. “Soph,” I say gently. “I think this is one of those things—like the paddle—where it sounds better in your imagination than it does in real life. You can’t stand when I act dominant.”
I realize immediately I screwed up. She gives a jerky nod and turns, heading to the kitchen, where she starts straightening things and cleaning up from her dinner preparations.
Damn. Note to self—do not put down your girlfriend’s fantasies.
I watch for a moment as she scrubs the already clean countertops, then I follow her in and lean a hip against the counter. “All right, little girl. That’s enough.” I fold my arms over my chest. “Come back and talk to me or you’re getting your maintenance right now.”
She goes still for a moment but doesn’t look at me then resumes her manic cleaning.
Cute. Adorable, actually.
I walk closer and wrap an arm around her waist from behind. “You asked for it,” I murmur in her ear. I wait to make sure I read her right, but she doesn’t protest, so I pull her toward the bedroom.
She offers resistance and compliance at the same time. She walks slowly enough that I have to tug her elbow, but she doesn’t say a word about it.
I don’t delay, pulling her directly over my lap and smacking her juicy ass with my hand. She lies still for the first dozen and then starts to wiggle.
I stop and massage her ass. “All right, little girl. Now you’re going to tell me all your spanking fantasies. And I promise not to disparage. I’m sorry I offended you.”
I pull her up to stand between my legs, unbuttoning her shorts as I look up at her flushed face. I tug her shorts and panties off, then let my thumb swipe between her labia, eliciting a delicious gasp.
She’s wet, and I note a little tremor in her thighs. “If you can’t do it standing up, you’ll have to do it over my knee.”
I almost laugh when relief flickers on her face. She’d clearly rather be face down for this discussion. I pull her back over and re-warm her ass with a few spanks and then stop, rubbing the heat. “Talk to me, little girl, or I’ll go get that brand new paddle. What sorts of things are you imagining I’ll do to you on these maintenance nights?”
“This,” she says in a weak voice.
I wait.
“Maybe tie me up.”
I have to strain my ears to hear her. “Tie you up? What else?”
She lies silent over my lap, so I deliver several more spanks, making her wiggle.
My cock throbs, dying to be inside her. I didn’t think delivering pain was a turn on for me, but it definitely could be. With Sophie, it definitely could be.
I love the look of her ass writhing for me, dancing away from my hand, blushing at my slaps.