Maid for Spanking (11 page)

“Why are you getting this spanking,
mademoiselle?”

Colleen never would have
thought strict could sound so dam
be
sexy, but when
Steve spoke to her in that authoritative tone, her knees went weak.

“Because I did not clean your
house to your satisfaction, sir.”

“And what happens to naughty
maids that don’t clean my house properly?” he prompted.

Oh, God. He wanted her to
actually come out and say it? Her face colored.

“I’m waiting, mademoiselle,”
he said, his voice bordering on impatient.

She wet her lips. Who knew role-playing
could be this much of a turn-on? “They get spanked, sir.”

“Yes, they do,” he agreed.

Steve drew back the wooden
spoon, and Colleen held her breath as she waited for it to come down on her
poor, defenseless ass.

Smack!

“
Owwww!
” she cried, not even bothering with her silly French accent
this time. The smacks stung way too much for that. “
Owwww! Owwww! Owwww! Owwww!
”

Steve ignored her protests
and her squirming, merely wrapping a strong arm around her waist and holding
her more tightly in place as he brought the wooden spoon down over and over on
her ass cheeks. Colleen couldn’t decide if she loved or hated the horrible
implement. Next time she dressed up as a sexy French maid, she was hiding every
one of the damn things.

By the time Steve tossed the
spoon on the counter, her derriere was blazing. Colleen gasped as he cupped her
throbbing ass cheeks with both hands.

“Your ass is so red,” he said
huskily.

Colleen could only moan as he
gave each cheek a firm squeeze.
God, that
felt good.
She opened her mouth to tell him not to stop, but Steve had already dropped his
hands and moved around behind her. Her pussy spasmed as she realized he was
going
to
 
take
her from behind, and she waited impatiently for him to unbutton his jeans and
push them down.

But Steve didn’t unbutton his
jeans and push them down. Instead, he dropped to one knee and gently kissed her
freshly spanked ass cheeks. The feel of his mouth on her tender skin was almost
enough to make her melt right
there
on the spot, and
she gripped the counter tightly to keep her knees from buckling.

“That feels incredible,” she
breathed, her accent gone now.

Steve mustn’t have noticed
that she’d slipped out of character—or if he did, he didn’t care—
because he hooked his fingers in her panties and pushed them the rest of the
way down until they were a silken puddle on the tile floor. As he got to his
feet, he ran his hand up the inside of her thigh, his fingers brushing the bare
skin above the top of the stocking. Then, with an almost agonizing slowness, he
slid his finger into her wet pussy.

Colleen moaned, her breathing
quickening in time with his finger as he made a come-hither motion. When he
slid out a moment later, she thought she might collapse. She looked at him over
her shoulder, about to protest, but stopped when she saw him hurriedly
unbuttoning his jeans. She licked her lips as she watched him roll on a condom.
Who knew such a simple act could be so sexy?

She was half afraid he was
going to tease her by rubbing the head of his cock up and down her
folds—it was one of his favorite ways to drive her crazy—but he took
hold of her hips and slid his hard cock deep into her in one, smooth motion.

Colleen sighed, her pussy
tightening around him as he slowly began to thrust into her. She reached one
hand between her legs to touch her clit. The nub seemed to plump even more
under her fingers, and she quickened her pace without meaning to. Pleasure
began to course through her almost immediately. As much as she wanted to hold
back, to make the sensations last, she couldn’t. Steve must have sensed she was
close to coming because he gripped her hips and fucked her harder. Then, just
when she thought it couldn’t get any more intense, Steve began to spank her in
time with his thrusts.

All the fantasies she’d had
while she’d made the mess in the kitchen, coupled with the amazing spanking
he’d already given her had her on the edge before Steve even slid his cock into
her pussy. But what he was doing now pushed her over the precipice faster than
she would have thought possible, and Colleen threw back her head and cried out
as her orgasm ripped through her.

Steve thrust into her even
harder, making her orgasm go on and on for so long she thought she might
actually pass out. When he finally stopped spanking her to firmly grip her hips
with both hands, she knew that he was coming, too, and she squeezed her pussy
around him to make their combined climax better for them both.

He let out a growl as he
came, yanking her back against his hips and shoving his cock in as deep as he
could go and holding himself there. They stayed locked together like that for a
long time before Steve slid out and pulled her into his arms for a long,
breathtaking kiss.

When he lifted his head, it
was to grin down at her. “Maybe you should have worn this outfit the first time
you came to clean my house.”

Her lips curved. “Yeah, I
don’t think I would have gotten much work done.”

He chuckled. “That’s the
idea.”

Her laugh was muffled as he
kissed her again. When he let her up for air, she looked around at the counter.
“The only problem is that now we have to clean up everything.

Steve followed her gaze. “Later.
Right now, I have something else in mind.”

Colleen gaped. Had she heard
right? Was he actually willing to clean up later? Who was this guy and what had
he done with the real Steve? She opened her mouth to ask, but he’d already
taken her hand and was leading her toward the staircase. Maybe she was having a
greater effect on him than she thought. At this rate, he’d be letting her bring
her latte into the computer room in no time.

Steve must have noticed the secretive
smile on her face because his eyes narrowed. “What are you up to now?”

“Oh, nothing.”

“Uh-huh.” He stopped halfway
up the steps to give her a stern look. “I can always bring that big wooden
spoon up to the bedroom, you know.”

Her eyes went wide at his
playful threat. “You wouldn’t.”

His mouth
quirked.
“Just give
me a reason.”
 

Giving her hand a tug, he
started up the steps again, but stopped when she pulled away to run back down
and into the kitchen.

“Where are you going?” he
called.

She didn’t answer as she grabbed
the spoon from the counter. Hurrying back to the steps, she stood at the
bottom, a sexy smile on her face.

He lifted a brow. “You sure
about this? I spanked you pretty hard already.”

Colleen only giggled and
handed him the spoon as she ran past him and up the steps to their bedroom.

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