Maid for Spanking (7 page)

Colleen’s heart beat double
time as took her keyboard from her suddenly nerveless fingers and set it on the
desk.

“What are you doing?”

His mouth
quirked.
“I told you
to do something, and you didn’t do it, so I’m going to spank you.”

She didn’t resist when he
took her hand and gently pulled her to her feet. This close, she could smell
the cologne he wore. On its own,
the fragrance would have
been delicious, but mixed with his manly scent
,
it was
intoxicating
.

Colleen opened her mouth to
say something, but nothing came out. Mostly because she was too busy being
captivated by those blue eyes. Which were, at that moment, locked on her lips.
He was going to kiss her.

Maybe that spanking could
wait.

But Steven didn’t kiss her.
Tightening his hold on her hand, he sat down in the chair where she’d been
sitting a moment ago and slowly guided her over his knee. Colleen went without
protest, balancing her hands on the floor and lifting up on her tiptoes a
little to thrust her ass higher in the air. She always changed out of the jeans
and T-shirt she wore while cleaning into something else when she switched to
her programming job. Usually, it was shorts and another T-shirt, but today she’d
worn a tank top and a short skirt. Had she subconsciously dressed like this
knowing she was going to provoke a spanking?

“Do you have anything to say
for yourself?” he asked.

“I was just fooling around. I
was going to fix it.”

The words came out before she
had a chance to think. She bit her lip. What if he let her off with
a
 
stern
warning
not to do it again instead of spanking her?

He placed his hand on her
lower back. “I’m not paying you to fool around, Colleen. Am I?”

She shook her head, but
didn’t answer, and he gave her bottom a sharp little smack that made her gasp.

“I didn’t hear you,” he said,
punctuating the words with another smack, this time a little harder.

“No,” she squealed.

“And you’re not going to do
it again, are you?”

“No.”

“I’m still going to spank
you, just to make sure of that,” he said.

Steve didn’t give her a
chance to catch her breath before bringing his hand down on her upturned ass. Colleen
let out a startled yelp, but unlike the other times he’d spanked her, she
didn’t struggle. She squirmed, though. She couldn’t help it. As much as she
wanted this spanking, it still stung.
But in a good way.
Though not nearly as good as it did when he stopped to cup her ass through her
skirt and give it a squeeze.

She moaned, unable to help
herself. His hand felt warm through the thin material, and she silently begged
him to shove it out of the way. He must have read her mind because he slowly
inched up her skirt to reveal her tiny bikini panties.

Colleen felt herself blush.
She couldn’t remember how many times she’d fantasized about Steve baring her
bottom for a spanking. None of those fantasies compared to how much of a
turn-on it really was, though, and she let out another moan as he rested his
hand on derriere. She waited for him to start spanking her again, but instead
he caressed her ass. She bit her lip. She could have him do that all night.

Apparently, Steve had other
ideas. A moment later his hand came down on her cheek in a stinging smack.

“
Owwww!
” Colleen yelped, surprised at how much more the spanks stung
without the protection of her skirt.

Steve ignored her protest,
his hand falling in an easy rhythm that had her squirming and wiggling around
on his lap. It didn’t help that her skimpy panties rode up higher and higher
with every smack, exposing more of her ass cheeks. Ouch, her skin was sensitive
there.

All at once, Steve stopped in
mid-spank. Colleen automatically opened her mouth to protest, only to gasp in
surprise when Steve yanked down her panties. She lifted up on her tiptoes, hoping
to make her bottom an even more inviting target.

The first smack on her bare
ass made her eyes go wide. Crap, that stung something fierce. But it also felt
amazing. The dampness between her legs ran down her thighs. Could Steve tell how
excited she was?

Abruptly, Steve changed his
technique, pausing after each spank to give her sore ass cheeks a firm squeeze.
Every time he did it, his hand lingered a little more on her bottom. She spread
her legs a little, silently begging for his touch. His fingers brushed the skin
of her inner thighs, hovering tantalizingly close to her pussy.

“Steve…”

Colleen hadn’t realized she’d
spoken his name until he said “What, Sweetheart? Tell me what you want.”

“You,” she breathed.

The word was out before she
could stop herself. But even if she could have taken it back, she wouldn’t. She
wanted him more than she’d ever wanted another man.

Her pulse beat wildly as
Steve took her arm and helped her to stand. Her panties slid down her legs to
pool at her feet, but she didn’t reach for them. She didn’t reach back and cup
her red-hot ass cheeks either, even though they were stinging like crazy. In
fact, she couldn’t do much more than stand before him and gaze into his
incredible, blue eyes.

She stepped closer to him
until she was standing between his legs, then reached out and slowly took off
his glasses. Holding them in one hand, she cupped his jaw with the other and
bent her head to kiss him.

Steve pulled her close with a
groan, his hands going beneath her skirt to cup her stinging ass cheeks.
Colleen gasped against his mouth and pressed herself more tightly to him. His
erection strained against his jeans, hot and hard with promise. Her knees
suddenly went weak, and she was glad he chose that moment to gather her into
his arms and onto his lap. She whimpered at the feel of the rough material of
his jeans as it brushed her tender bottom. Chuckling, he slipped one arm beneath
her legs and picked her up, then got to his feet. She didn’t have to ask where they
were going as he carried her out of the room and up the stairs.

Once in his bedroom, he set
her down gently on the bed, chuckling softly when her eyes widened as her freshly
spanked ass touched the blanket. His look of amusement quickly changed to one
of desire as she slowly lifted her tank top over her head. His hungry gaze
feasted on her bare breasts. He started forward, but she held up a hand.

“Uh-huh.” She leaned back on
her elbows and drew up one leg, giving him her best sexy look. “Lose the
clothes first.”

Steve chuckled, but was quick
to oblige, stripping off his shirt, then his jeans. Her gaze went from his
broad shoulders to his muscular pecs and six-pack abs before finally taking in
his long, well-muscled legs. Damn. Clearly, he made put that home gym of his to
good use. He was seriously built…everywhere. His hard cock stood out fully
erect, the clear pearl of liquid on the head evidence of his arousal. He was
perfect.

Before he could climb onto
the bed, Colleen scooted forward to the edge and reached out to take him in her
hand.

When he sucked in a breath,
she lifted her head to look at him. “You don’t mind, do you?”

He chuckled. “Not at all.”

“Good.”

Giving him a smile, she ran
her tongue over the head of his shaft, licking off the glistening drop of
pre-cum there. He tasted sweet and a little musky and absolutely delicious. She
let out a little moan as she licked her lips.

“Oh yeah,” he breathed.

Eager to see if the rest of
him tasted as delectable, Colleen wrapped her lips around him and slowly moved
her mouth up and down his length. She took him a little deeper each time, until
he was finally touching the back of her throat. Steve slid his hand in her hair
with a groan.

“Damn, that’s good,” he
rasped.

Colleen wrapped her hand more
firmly around the base of his cock, bobbing her head up and down faster and
faster. The act was so pleasurable, so hypnotic that she didn’t think about how
close to orgasm he might be until he tightened his fingers in her hair and gently
pulled her away.

“You’re going to make me come,”
he whispered. “And as amazing as that would be, I want the first time to be
inside you.”

Capturing her lips in a
searing kiss, he urged her back on the bed before standing again so he could
ogle her half-naked body. He must have decided the skirt was in the way because
he reached down and dragged it over her hips and down her legs with an
insistent tug.

Colleen inhaled sharply as
the fabric scraped against the tender skin of her freshly spanked ass,
reminding her of the pleasant punishment he’d just given her. She didn’t have
much time to think about that, though, because Steve had already spread her
legs and was kissing his way up her inner thigh. She threaded her fingers in
his silky hair, trying to guide him exactly where she wanted him to go, but he
resisted, instead nibbling and kissing everywhere but there.

“Please,” she begged. “I
can’t take it anymore.”

Steve lifted his head to gaze
up at her with smoldering eyes.
 
“All you have to do is ask.”

She groaned in frustration.
He was really going to make her say it? “Lick my pussy. Please.”

His mouth
quirked.
“Your wish
is my command.”

Now it was her turn to gasp
as he moved his velvety tongue up one side of her pussy and down the other.
Every so often, he’d circle her throbbing clit before wandering again.

It was maddening. It was
exhilarating. It was mind-blowing.

But there was just so much
teasing she could take. Just when she thought she’d go crazy from his own brand
of sweet torture, he zeroed in on her clit and swirled his tongue round and
round the sensitive nub.

Colleen clutched the sheets
in both hands, forcing herself to hold still when all she wanted to do was
writhe on the bed. As excited as she was, it wasn’t going to take her very long
to orgasm.

Well, she would have come if
Steve hadn’t pulled away seconds before she was about to plunge off the cliff.
What the hell? But he was already settling between her legs, a condom on his
penis. When had he grabbed that? She opened her mouth to ask, but all that came
out was a moan as he entered her.

Colleen wrapped her arms and
legs around him even as he pushed his cock deeper. The move made her tender ass
cheeks grind against the bed and she gasped. At least she thought she did. She
wasn’t sure because Steve leaned forward to close his mouth over hers, and then
all that came out was a moan. He slid his hands underneath her ass with a
muffled sound of his own to firmly grip her sore cheeks. The sensation was almost
enough to make her orgasm on the spot.
Her pussy spasmed
around him.

“Fuck me, “ she whispered
against his mouth.

He did, pumping in and out
with deep, powerful thrusts that made her whole body tremble. She tossed her
head back on the pillow, moaning as he trailed kisses down her neck and pushing
her relentlessly closer to the edge. She wanted to hold off, wanted to make the
pleasure last for hours—all night, if she could.

But it was impossible to stop
the tidal wave, and finally she gave into it, screaming her pleasure. Steve
found his own release, letting out a hoarse groan as he buried his face in the
curve of her neck.

It was a long time before
Colleen floated back down the earth. Steve had pulled out and was lying beside
her, his arm around her, his chest rising and falling with ragged breaths
beneath her cheek.

She absently ran her finger
over his pecs. “That was amazing.”

He pressed a kiss to the top
of her head. “I’ll second that.”

They both fell silent for a
time. Then,

“Was it just my imagination,
or did you purposely provoke that spanking?” he asked.

Colleen blushed. “You don’t
mind, do you?”

He chuckled, the sound soft
and sexy in her ear. “Not if it’s going to result in sex like that every time.
I thought you didn’t like getting spanked, though.”

She pushed herself up on her
elbow to gaze down at him. “I didn’t. Not at first anyway.”

“What changed your mind?”

“I’m not sure, really. After
the spanking you gave me that day for finding me in your computer room, I kept
fantasizing about you doing it again and—“

“Fantasizing, huh?” he
interrupted. “Were you dressed up as a sexy French maid?”

“No.” She laughed. “Actually,
I think I might have been naked in most of my fantasies.”

“Naked’s good, too.” He
grinned. “But just in case you ever want to, I don’t know roleplay in the
bedroom let’s say, a sexy French maid really works for me.”

It did, huh? “I’ll remember
that.”

His grin broadened. “Okay,
back to what you were saying. About fantasizing.”