When her pulse stopped racing so fast and she could think past the bliss swamping her, she opened her eyes and stared up at him. He lifted his fingers and sucked them into his mouth. She blushed as she watched him, her breath still coming in sharp pants.
Dear Lord. What had they just done?
He pulled his fingers out of his mouth then reached into a pocket to grab a white handkerchief.
He wiped his fingers. Then crouching, he drew up her skirt and wiped her pussy with the handkerchief. Fuck. She had to swallow a squeal.
“Wolfe!”
“What?”
“You can’t do that!” she protested. This seemed to be a reoccurring thing with him.
“What?”
“Pull my skirt up in public and clean me like that!”
He tilted his head and stood up. After folding the handkerchief, he put it back in his pocket.
“Is it pulling your skirt up in public or the cleaning you up part that you object to? Because I just had my hand up your pussy in public so . . .”
She pressed her hands to her cheeks. “I don’t know. That was . . . I’ve never done anything like that before.”
His eyes sparked. “Lots of firsts for you then.”
“And for you, right?” Because he was taking all of this in his stride remarkably well.
“Yes. For me too.” His eyes darkened. He held out his hand to her.
“Umm, where are my panties?” she asked, looking around worriedly.
“I have them.” He patted his pocket.
“Can I have them?” She could likely find a bathroom to put them on.
“Nope. Another first. Stealing a woman’s panties.”
“Wolfe!”
Caleb walked into the playroom. He paused at the sight in front of him then gently closed the door.
“What’s going on?”
Wolfe glanced up from where he was lubing a small butt plug. Vivi was lying over the edge of the desk. She squeaked when she turned her head and saw him. Then she attempted to stand.
“Don’t move or it’s another ten,” Wolfe warned her.
Her bottom was a pretty pink color so it was clear she’d already been spanked. Walking over, he stood next to her, examining her butt. “What did she do?”
“We were sitting at the kitchen island about to eat lunch when I had to take a call from Beta team. When I walked back in to find Genevieve throwing her kale salad into the garbage disposal. So I spanked her ass then brought her in here for a special time-out.”
“I don’t want a time-out,” she groaned. “The spanking is enough.”
“Nope. You were very naughty throwing out lunch.”
Caleb rested his hand on her bare back. Wolfe must have ordered her to undress because she was completely naked. “That does sound very naughty. Wolfe, would you like some help with that butt plug?”
“Butt plug? What butt plug? Nobody said anything about a butt plug,” she wailed, trying to stand up again. Caleb pressed down on her lower back.
“You’re getting this plug up your bottom,” Wolfe told her. “Then after your time-out, you’re going to sit back at the kitchen island on your sore, plugged bottom and eat the next kale salad I make you.”
“This is sooo mean,” she cried. “You’re both meanie poo-poo pants.”
“Them’s fighting words,” Caleb teased and smacked his hand down on her bottom. Not harshly. She’d already been spanked. He could feel himself starting to relax. She was his stress ball. Only instead of squeezing her, he played with her, spanked her, or fucked her.
Any of those would do.
“Just relax, Vivi,” he told her, parting her bottom cheeks, revealing her puckered asshole. He couldn’t wait until she was fully prepped to take him there.
She groaned. “This is so embarrassing.”
“No need to be embarrassed,” he crooned. “We need to stretch your bottom so you can take our cocks in your ass.”
Wolfe held the tip of the anal plug to her entrance.
“Deep breath in then let it out slowly,” Caleb told her. “That’s it. Good girl. You’re taking the plug nicely. That’s it. Almost there.” He watched the plug disappear into her bottom, his cock pressing painfully against his pants.
Hell. That was a gorgeous sight.
“Right, she needs to stay in time-out for ten minutes,” Wolfe told him. “Can you stay with her while I go make her another salad?”
“Sure.” Caleb pulled up a chair and sat down, looking through the bags of things that they’d brought in with them.
“The salad tastes like shit,” she whispered to him.
He looked up to find her staring over her shoulder at him. “Uh-uh.” He twirled a finger in the air at her. “That’s not how time-out works. You’re not allowed to talk in time-out. You’re supposed to stand there and think about what it was that you did wrong.”
She pouted.
“Nope. None of that either. Now, turn back around and keep quiet,” he told her sternly.
She sighed but turned her head back around. He started pulling out the toys. A digger. A dump truck. A toy wolf. That one wasn’t a surprise. A bucket and shovel.
“Wolfe said you guys wouldn’t mind making me a sandpit.”
He made another spinning sign with his finger. She huffed out a breath.
“Just so you know, every time you turn around the clock starts again,” he told her, glancing at his watch.
“That’s not fair!” she protested
“Or talk,” he added.
“Daddy!” She stomped her foot.
“Stomping your foot just adds time. It’s fifteen minutes now.”
She groaned but didn’t say anything more. She didn’t move either. He took the packaging off of the toys that they’d bought and set them out. Wolfe returned as he was laying out the decals.
“Lunch is ready.”
“She still has another three minutes,” Caleb told him. “She stomped her foot and added on extra minutes.”
“She did that in the toy shop too. I smacked her bottom.” Wolfe sighed happily. “Good times.”
Caleb grinned as she turned and glared at Wolfe. Good times indeed.
“Time starts again.”
41
She woke to pleasure flooding through her. A tongue lapped at her clit. She knew who it was before even opening her eyes. Because this was how he woke her every morning that he slept with her.
Seemed he enjoyed eating her out just as much as Aleki. Maybe more.
Not that she was complaining, of course. Because it was a damn fine way to wake up. She luxuriated in the feel of him taking her higher and higher. She sighed happily, reaching down to run her fingers over his head.
“Oh. Oh. Yes!” she cried out as he slid a finger inside her. Then another one. He thrust them in and out of her pussy before slipping them entirely free to nudge at her ass. She made herself relax. They’d been playing with her ass more and more. She often ended up wearing a plug for a few hours during the day. It was kind of weird. And kind of sexy.
The tip of his wet finger slid in. Not too far. But it was enough to send her crashing over the edge. He slid up her body, kissing his way along her tummy then lapping at each of her nipples, biting and sucking until her pleasure started to rise again. Then he slipped out of the covers to stare down at her.