“Relax, sweet girl. It’s just my finger to start.”
To start? Awesome.
He slid his finger deep inside her asshole and she gasped. In. Out. Oh Lord, her arousal started to grow. Spiraling higher and higher as he rubbed lube around. She didn’t know why, but having her ass played with made her so hot.
Then he pulled his finger free and something rubbery and firm replaced the digit.
“This is a bigger one than you’ve taken before but you can do it, Abby-girl. Just relax and breathe out. That’s it.” He slid the plug deep. It burned slightly and she could definitely feel the difference in size, but as her body adjusted to the feel, her clit started to throb and her nipples ached.
“Right, you can stand up.” He held her waist to ensure she was steady as she stood. Then he went around to the side of the bed to pull back the covers. “In you go.”
“But...aren’t you going to...” she waved her hand at herself unable to say it.
He raised an eyebrow. “What?”
Grr. “I can’t sleep with a plug in my ass.”
“I’m sure you’ll get used to it.”
“But what about...”
He just waited. Shit. He was going to make her say it.
“I’m aroused.”
“Are you?” he asked silkily, coming towards her. “Spread your legs.”
Lordy. Lordy. She spread her legs.
“Wider,” he commanded.
She pushed them apart as far as she could without losing her balance. He cupped her mound then slid a finger through her folds. “My, my, someone liked having their bottom played with.” He leaned in and kissed her lightly as he withdrew his fingers. “But someone has also been naughty and naughty girls don’t get to come. Into bed you go.”
He prodded her along with a sharp smack to her ass. She climbed into bed grumpily.
“And just so you know, I would consider you playing with yourself very naughty behavior. And it would result in you being banned from orgasms for a week. And if you think I wouldn’t know, you are very mistaken.”
How was he always one step ahead of her? He handed her Boss Hog which she hugged to her chest as she curled up on her side, the plug seated deep in her ass. Then he tucked her in, turned off the lights and kissed her forehead.
“Night, night, baby girl. Sleep tight.”
“I’M GOING WITH YOU,” Abby insisted.
“You certainly are not. It’s too dangerous. You’ll stay here with Clint and Charlie. And you will mind my brother.” Kent narrowed his gaze at her.
“I will
not. I’m not staying here while you go talk to Mr. Markovich on your own. I’m coming and that’s that.” She stomped her foot and glared up at him.
He pointed towards the corner of the living room. “Naughty corner. Now.”
He’d woken her up from her nap with his mouth on her pussy. She’d take a nap without arguing every day if she got woken up that way each time. Then he’d taken her from behind and as she’d lain there, curled in his arms, in a haze of satisfaction, she’d remembered to ask him if there was anything going on she needed to know about.
That’s when he told her about the meeting tonight.
“Kent!”
His gaze narrowed at her. “Corner. Now. And you just got ten for not obeying immediately.”