The Girl, the Doctor, and the Texas Ranger (13 page)

She rose up and bowed her head as he grasped her hand. She chewed her lower lip and peered up at him with an air of innocence that knocked the breath out of him. God, she was precious. His heartbeat quickened as desire gripped him.

“Why do you want to give me a bath?” She resumed chewing her lip after asking the question, her cheeks flushing a deep pink.

Trevor had never seen her naked and suspected she was hesitant and nervous to be so vulnerable before him. He pulled her closer and cupped her face, stroking her flesh with his thumbs as he held her. “There’s nothing I want to do more right now than take care of you, Emily. Daniel has become like a father to you, hasn’t he? Like he’s your daddy, and you’re his sweet little girl? Am I right?”

“Y-yes.” She tried to back up, but he tightened his grip on her chin. He wasn’t going to allow her to hide. Not right now. Not when he had the opportunity to earn her trust and deepen their relationship.

“Do you like it? Do you like being taken care of like a little girl?”

Her lip trembled. “Yes. More than anything. I told Daniel I never wanted to leave here. He says he loves me, and I love him too. And you, Trevor. I love you, too. I know that’s crazy, but it’s true. You’ve both been so wonderful to me. I feel so safe here. So loved.”

Her shakily spoken confession touched his heart and soul. Sweet little Emily wanted to stay at the Twisted River. She loved Daniel and him. Emotion thickened his throat, and he swallowed past the burning lump as he stared at the tiny blonde who’d crashed into their lives.

“I love you so much, Emily. I wanted to possess you the first time I saw you.” He paused as he gathered his thoughts. “I won’t be around as much as Daniel, but I will still always be here for you, like a strict but loving uncle,” he finished with a raspy tone.

“I’d like that a lot, Trevor.” A tear rolled down her cheek, and he caught it with his thumb. “Thank you. Um, are you really going to spank me too, I mean, if I’m naughty?”

“Yes. I won’t hesitate to take you over my knee if your behavior warrants it, Emily.”

“Could you… I mean would you… I think maybe…” she stammered and sighed heavily as she became flustered. “I keep wondering what it would be like. If you spanked me.”

Trevor pondered her statement as she fidgeted and kept trying to avoid his gaze. She wanted to experience a spanking at his hand, but he didn’t think she wanted a full, drawn out punishment spanking right now. She was curious and just wanted a taste of his discipline.

He decided to save her from the shame of having to directly ask him for a spanking. “Perhaps I should give you a taste of what a spanking from me would be like, Emily. Perhaps it will motivate you to be on your best behavior.” He dropped her chin and moved back, beckoning her to follow. “Most of the time, I will spank you in your bedroom. We’ll go there.”

Inside her bedroom, he flicked on the lamp and closed the door while Emily stood beside the bed, twisting her hands together. He sank down on the bed and guided her to stand between his legs.

“Look at me, Emily.”

She obeyed. Excitement shone in her eyes, along with a hint of nervousness. Her hair fell in waves over her shoulders as she gazed down at him. Her pink dress was snug at her waist but flared out, stopping mid-thigh. She wasn’t wearing any shoes, and he paused for a moment to admire her little feet, her toes painted the same shade of pink as her dress. Precious. Adorable. Sweet. She was all those things and more. He needed to have a talk with Daniel about how to help her cope with the stresses of the investigation and eventually the trial against Patrick. When she revealed her inner little girl, she seemed as carefree as ever. A plan formed in his mind as he trailed a hand up her inner thigh, but it would have to wait until later.

“Since you’re curious about what it’s going to be like when I do have to punish you, Emily, I’m going to give you a small demonstration. Don’t be afraid. It won’t hurt nearly as much as a real punishment. Over my knee, little girl.” He guided her over his lap, positioning her torso over the bed and letting her legs dangle away from the bed.

He fondled her bottom through her dress.

“Most of the time I’ll take you over my knee like this. Other times, the times you are especially naughty, I’ll have you lie on your back on the bed with your legs lifted high in the air.”

She shuddered and took a deep breath. “I don’t like the sound of that position.”

He lifted her dress up to reveal her little bottom and pink panties. Pink seemed be her favorite color, and he thought it suited her well. “I’m going to give you ten quick smacks over my knee, then we’ll move on to the position on the bed. Don’t argue about it, Emily, or this can easily turn into a punishment spanking.”

“I’ll be good.”

“I hope so.” He pulled her panties down to her knees, revealing her cute little butt. He had to take a moment to steady his breathing before speaking again. “Of course, you’ll always be spanked on your bare bottom.” He placed a series of thwacks to her upturned backside, stopping at ten as promised. A hint of pink darkened each cheek.

“Can that please be all?” Her voice trembled.

“I’m afraid not, Emily. Up you go,” he said, helping her to stand. He patted the bed, beckoning her to take up the diaper position.

She smoothed her dress down and eyed the bed warily. “Do I have to?”

“If I have to ask again, you’ll be getting more than ten swats, young lady.” He lifted an eyebrow at her.

She scurried up on the bed and laid back. Her panties tangled around her ankles momentarily before returning to her knees as she lifted her legs high. The skirt of the dress spread out beneath her, billowing around her presented bottom. An aching need surged through Trevor as he stood up and took in the sight of her offering herself to him. He knelt beside her on the bed and gathered her petite ankles in one hand.

“Fold your hands behind your head, Emily. Good girl. Now, tell me, how do you feel right now?” He caressed her bottom with firm rubs, his gaze on her exposed pussy. A small amount of hair covered her slit, but not for long. She would be shaved smooth before the night ended. “I’m waiting. Tell me how you’re feeling right now.”

“Embarrassed,” she finally said.

“I’m sure you are. Do you know I can see all of you right now, Emily? You can’t hide anything from me in this position. I can see your pussy and the pinkness between your folds. I can also see your puckered bottom hole.” He splayed her cheeks apart and tapped at her asshole, drawing a whimper from her.

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Shame rippled through Emily’s insides, making her hot all over. Her face felt as if it would burn off. She couldn’t believe Trevor had ordered her to assume such an embarrassing position on the bed. Not only that, but he was drawing the experience out with more humiliation, exposing her bottom hole and assuring her that he could see all of her. Clamping her thighs together provided no protection and only made her legs ache. He pressed against her tight entrance, nudging her asshole but not forcing inside.

She peered around her legs to see his heated expression, and she couldn’t help but wonder what he had in store for her after the spanking. The pressure on her private hole disappeared and he raised his hand high in the air. She tensed and closed her eyes at the moment of impact. He swatted the most tender area of her backside, striking her repeatedly where her bottom and thighs met. She squirmed and tried to dodge the blows, but his hold on her ankles remained firm as he spanked. And this was just a demonstration. She didn’t want to find out how much harder he’d spank her during a punishment. By the time he reached the tenth and final slap, she was whimpering and struggling with all her might to escape his descending hand.

“Ouch!” she said, rolling over to rub her bottom once he released her ankles. “That really hurt. You said that was just a demonstration.”

“That’s right. Just a demonstration,” he said with amusement flickering in his eyes. “When it’s a punishment, I’ll spank you longer and harder, Emily.”

She grumbled and continued rubbing out the sting.

“Now, I want you to put all those grownup worries you have out of your mind. Let me take care of you tonight.”

She nodded, smiling. “All right.” She struggled to sit on the side of the bed and gingerly pulled up her panties, wincing as the material rubbed against her sore backside.

“Let’s go down the hall. It’s bath time for you, little girl.” Tugging at her hand, he led her down the hallway and into the large bathroom.

Nerves flitted in her tummy when Trevor closed the door, sealing her in the room with him. She was excited but nervous to shed her all her clothing under his watchful eye. She watched as he began drawing a bubble bath, and her mind spun when he placed several rubber duckies in different colors into the rising water.

It was true what he’d said about her thinking of Daniel as her daddy. It wasn’t the age difference between them, but the way he took care of her and helped her to be her best. His strict guidance made her feel safe and loved. When she was curled up in his arms, she felt happy and light as all her worries floated away in his strong embrace. She also felt more feminine under his care. He’d filled her closet with pretty, frilly dresses and usually insisted on picking out her clothing each day. He’d started reading her a story before bedtime, and she loved to listen to his rumbling voice as she drifted to sleep.

Trevor turned the water off and stood up to face Emily, and her insides clenched with anticipation. His gorgeous blue eyes burned into her, causing her heart to flutter and her breath to quicken. She didn’t spend as much time with Trevor as she did with Daniel, but she still trusted the younger of the brothers, and she desperately wanted to experience his touch. Her bottom tingled and she rubbed it, feeling the heat of her spanking through her thin dress and panties. Twenty spanks had burned, and she felt a tremor of excitement as she imagined how stern and authoritative Trevor would be if she crossed him.

“Your bath is ready, little girl,” he said, stroking a hand through her hair.

She trembled and glanced at the bubbles floating atop the water. The rubber duckies had spread out evenly, and a moment of sadness fell upon her. She couldn’t remember anyone drawing her a bath, ever. She couldn’t remember ever playing with toys in the bathtub either. From an early age, she’d had to take care of herself, from cooking to bathing to getting herself ready for bed. Tears burned in her eyes as she recalled how lonely she’d been before coming to the Twisted River. She blinked rapidly and smiled up at Trevor, and warmth spread through her insides as he smiled back.

“Let’s get you into the tub,” he said, reaching for the bottom of her dress. “Lift your arms up.”

She did as he asked and soon her dress was off, and she stood before him in nothing but her panties and bra. Bowing her head, she avoided his gaze and flushed as he reached around to unhook her bra. He tossed it into the hamper with her dress, then stepped closer and tipped her chin up, forcing her to meet his intense stare.

“I will never, ever hurt you, Emily. You have nothing to be afraid of.” His fingers slid into the waistband of her panties. “Now, let’s get these off.”

She wobbled and held onto his shoulders for balance as she stepped out of her panties. Fully naked, she eyed the bubble bath as he tossed her panties in the hamper. She decided to sink into the bath quickly while he had his back turned, and she moved toward the tub.

“Wait a second, Emily.”

Biting her lip, she glanced at him and felt her body flush. His gaze swept over her nudity, and she slowly crept closer to the tub, hoping he’d give her permission to get in soon. She gulped, wondering what he wanted.

“Do you need to go potty?” he asked.

Heat rushed to her face and she shook her head adamantly. “No. Can I get in the water now, please?” Of course, after listening to the water run, she really did have to go, but she wasn’t about to admit that to Trevor. Shame filled her and her eyes widened when he approached to grasp her hand and lead her toward the toilet. “I said I don’t have to go!”

“I think you do, sweetheart. Just sit and try, okay?” He lifted the lid and faced her.

Emily wanted the floor to open up and swallow her whole. He wasn’t leaving the bathroom! She opened her mouth to protest, but he picked her up as if she weighed nothing and sat her down on the seat. She gawked up at him in horror.

“Trevor, you have to leave!” Nodding at the door, she gave him a pleading look. “Get out right now!”

He crossed his arms and raised one thick eyebrow. “That’s no way to speak to me, missy. Now go potty so I can get you into the tub.”

She glared at him.

“I’m not leaving, Emily. Now go. You have nothing to be embarrassed about.”

Easy for him to say. She glowered and sulked, squirming on the seat under his watchful gaze. Lowering her head, she hoped he’d leave the bathroom for a minute if she waited. Perhaps he’d realize she was serious and give her some privacy. Stubbornly, she glared at the floor and ignored Trevor.

“Emily,” he said in warm voice, “please be a good girl and go potty for me.”

Her desire to please Trevor battled with her shame. She looked into his gentle expression and saw acceptance, and her resolve to fight him faded. After glancing away, she relieved herself.

“Good girl.”

She wasn’t surprised when he insisted on cleaning her up himself, and she stood still as he did so, though another rush of heat seared her face. A soft sigh left her as she sank into the tub with his assistance, but she winced the moment her spanked bottom hit the water. But after a few seconds, the pain faded and she relaxed in the tub, enjoying the massive amount of bubbles. Impulsively, she reached for a pink rubber ducky. She clasped it and giggled when it squeaked.

Trevor sat on the edge of the tub, holding a washcloth. She smiled at him and sloshed in the water, feeling the years and the stress melt away. She scooped up a handful of bubbles and blew them straight at Trevor.

Chapter Nine