Chapter 26
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Connor stayed bent over a few more seconds, catching his breath. The last few minutes had been surreal. After dishing out so many spankings over the years, being on the other side of things felt wrong on every level, but at the same time it felt deserved. He’d really fucked up last night, and this was a concrete way to show her that he knew he’d messed up, and that he was sorry about it. The guilt that had been swirling in his stomach since late last night was finally dissipating. But he was going to make damn sure that he never gave her cause to do this to him again.
“Are you okay?” She put her hand on his back again and rubbed back and forth.
He took a deep breath and cleared his throat. “Yeah, I just need a minute.”
“Was it too harsh?” she asked, trailing her hand down to his ass, and rubbing over the stinging skin.
He tensed, but stayed still to let her touch, knowing how much he enjoyed being on the other end of the equation. “No. I hated it. It really fu… uh it really hurt. But it wasn’t too harsh. Anything less wouldn’t have driven the point home.”
She gently squeezed his right ass cheek, making him hiss. “And what was the point?”
“Proving in a physical way that we’re equals. When we’re not in the bedroom or having Little time, you’re my equal, not my submissive, and I need to treat you as such.”
“Nicely put.” She stopped squeezing and rubbed the sore skin for a few more second before letting go.
Connor pushed himself up, pulled his boxer briefs up, and kicked his pants all the way off. He turned to face her and forced himself to meet her eyes, even though it was difficult.
She smiled and opened her arms in invitation.
He pulled her into a tight hug, and buried his nose in her hair, breathing her in.
“I missed you,” she said softly against his shoulder.
“I missed you, too.” It felt amazing to have her back in his arms after such a long miserable night.
“I have the morning off. Do you want to go snuggle in bed for a little while?”
“That sounds perfect.” He nudged her away from his chest, leaned down to put an arm behind her knees, and picked her up.
“Oh!” she gasped, and wrapped her arms around his shoulders to hold on.
He carried her to the bedroom, gently laid her on the bed, and crawled in next to her to spoon.
A contented sigh came out of her. “Now this is how I pictured spending our Friday morning together.”
“Me too. Except we were naked, and I didn’t have a sore ass.”
She chuckled. “Well, it’s easy to remedy the naked part.”
“Yeah?” he asked, not sure if she’d be ready for that after everything.
Tessica pushed herself up into a sitting position, pulled off her pajama top, and then scooted over a little to give herself room to lay down. She shucked off her pajama pants and panties in one move, and dropped them onto the floor. She rolled onto her side so she was facing him, and touched his shirt. “Your turn.”
He sat up to take his shirt off, grunted with discomfort and frowned. That was going to suck for days. Or at least he thought it was going to suck for days. He assumed there would be some bruising. If not, he’d be pretty damn embarrassed about his reactions. He quickly took off his shirt, socks, and underwear so he could lay back down and roll onto his side.
She put a hand on his shoulder and pulled slightly. “Lay on your stomach for me.”
Warily, he did as she asked.
“I’ll be right back.” She got up and walked into the bathroom.
While she was gone, he tried to crane his neck back and look at his own ass without much success. He put a hand back and felt a couple of raised spots on his thighs.
She came back holding a tube of Arnica cream. “I’ll put some of this on to help with the bruising.”
“That would be nice.” He pulled his hand back up to rest by his head.
She poured the cream into her hands first, rubbed them together, and then gently put a hand on each ass cheek.
He tried not to tense up or wince as she ran her hands all over the painful skin. The cream made it hurt more at first, but after a few seconds that initial sting faded. Soon he was able to relax while she rubbed the cream in. She poured more of the cream out a couple of times before she was apparently satisfied that she’d put on enough.
“There.” She got up and took the cream back to the bathroom.
He heard water running, and assumed she was washing her hands.
She came back smelling faintly of soap, and climbed into bed next to him. “Naked spooning?” she asked.
He rolled onto his side again, and lifted his arm to give her room. Once she was snuggled up against him with her back to his front, he reached a hand over to cup her breast, and tweaked her nipple.
Tessica gasped, but didn’t protest. She wiggled her naked backside against him, and his cock woke up for the first time since yesterday.
He shifted the arm that was under her body so that he could reach up and play with her other nipple.
“Mm,” she hummed in appreciation.
“What are your plans for the rest of the day?” he asked.
“Plans? You want me to think about plans when your hands are doing wicked things to me?”
He chuckled. “Yes.”
“Well, I uh… I have to go check on Kelly at noon to make sure everything is okay, and then I should really do some accounting work before dinner.”
He kept the arm that was under her body where it was, continued to tweak her nipple, and trailed his free hand down the side of her body to her hip. He slid his hand down past her stomach, and then slipped a finger in between her folds to find her clit.
Gasping again, she pushed herself into his hand.
He lightly rubbed back and forth with his finger. “I think after we fool around in bed, and maybe take a little nap, you should show me those forms again over breakfast.”
Her body tensed. “What?”
He kept rubbing. “I want you to show me the matchmaking forms again, and I want you to tell me all about your plans.”
She put a hand over his and pulled it away from her clit. “Why?”
“Because I want to see them, and I want to know how you think it’s all going to work so I can add my two cents.”
Keeping his hand in hers, she shook her head. “I thought maybe I’d give the forms to Paul, and let him do the matchmaking through the club.”
“Is that what you really want, or is that a reaction to me being an asshole last night?”
“I don’t know. Yesterday morning, I was excited about doing it myself, but now…”
He leaned down and kissed the side of her face. “Now you can get excited about it again, because I’m going to support you, and hopefully do it with you.” He gently pulled his hand away from hers and slid a finger between her folds again.
“Mm. Are you sure?”
“I’m sure. You know what I spent a lot of my time doing while we were apart?”
“What?”
“Looking at homes for sale in Beaverton.”
She put a hand over his again and pulled it away. She shifted onto her back so she could make eye contact. “You were?”
“I was, and I am.” He pulled his arm out from under her, and moved so that he was on top of her, pressing her into the mattress, and their faces were inches apart. “I know it’s too early to say this Tessica, but I’m in love with you.”
She gasped and whispered, “I’m in love with you, too. I tried to deny it because it was all so fast, but I can’t help it.”
He nodded. “I’ve been trying to deny it as well, because it will mean a lot of lifestyle changes for me, but… I can’t help it either.”
She put her hands on his face, and pulled him into a kiss.
Sparks of joy flitted across his heart as he kissed her desperately. He pulled back before she did. “I need to get a condom.”
Tessica shook her head. “We don’t need one. I can’t get pregnant anymore. I would have told you sooner, but I kept thinking about all the people you’d slept with.”
“I can understand that. I always use protection when I’m not in a long-term relationship, and I get tested regularly.” He moved himself to the side again, put a hand on her hip and rolled her onto her side facing away from him. “Now, where was I?” Soon he was tweaking her nipple with one hand and rubbing her clit with the other.
She wiggled her backside against his hard cock.
“None of that,” he said. “Be still for me.”
“Yes, Sir,” she answered in a breathy tone.
His cock twitched at her submissive tone. He leaned into her ear and whispered, “I’m going to make you come just like this, before I fuck you.”
She whimpered and nodded. “Yes, Sir.” Soon she was panting, and trying to push her clit forward into his fingers.
He stilled his hands and she whined in protest.
“You keep your clit right where it is and stop pushing into my finger,” he ordered. “I decide when you get to come. Not you.”
“Please,” she begged. “Please don’t stop.”
“Are you going to be good for me?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I might decide to keep you on edge for a long time. You can whine, and you can beg, but you may not push your clit into my finger to get more friction than I want you to have. Got it?”
“Yes Sir, I’ll be good. Please.”
He wasn’t actually planning to make her wait very long, but she didn’t need to know that. He let go of her breast, and adjusted himself to be more comfortable. “Use both your hands to play with your nipples while I concentrate on your needy little clit.”
“Yes, Sir.” She immediately did as she’d been told.
He moved his finger at a much slower pace than before, eliciting anther whine from her. Smirking, he kept it at that pace for several minutes while she begged for him to go faster. She kept her hips in place the whole time, not pushing into his fingers.
“You’re being very good for me.” He rewarded her by moving his finger faster while putting downward pressure on it.
“Oh, yes!” she said, “Yes, please!”
Her hips twitched forward in reaction, but he didn’t count that against her.
It only took a few seconds for her to cry out in pleasure. Her entire body shuddered as the aftershocks of her orgasm washed over her.
Before the last aftershock went through her, he reached down and guided his cock into her throbbing pussy.
“Yes!” She arched her back to get him deeper inside.
The sensation of being fully inside her without any barrier between them was practically enough to make him come. He held still for a few seconds, waiting for the potential orgasm to subside.
“More,” she begged.
Unable to hold back any longer, he pumped into her with abandon.
She pushed back into him with each thrust, matching his rhythm.
He could feel the orgasm building within seconds. He saw stars behind his eyes as wave after wave of pleasure shot through him. His cock throbbed and spilled his seed inside her.
“So good,” she mumbled, sounding half asleep.
He nodded in agreement. Even though it didn’t last very long, it was exactly what he’d needed after last night.
“I need a nap,” she said.
“I could use a nap.” He pulled his deflating cock out of her, and patted her hip. “Get up so we can get under the covers. I’m warm enough now, but if we fall asleep naked, we’ll regret it.”
She whined, but got up. Within seconds they were under the covers spooning again, and drifting off to sleep.
Tessica woke up with Connor still nestled up against her naked back. Everything felt right with her world again now that they’d made up. She checked the clock. They’d napped for almost two hours. She shifted away from him and rolled over so she could make eye contact.
Her movement woke him up.
“I need to take a shower and get ready to go in,” she said.
“I showered before I came over. Let me pee first, and then you can have the bathroom while I make us some breakfast.”
She nodded in agreement, and gathered some clothes to wear while he used the bathroom.
Twenty minutes later they were eating scrambled eggs and toast while standing at the counter together so that Connor didn’t need to sit.
Once they were finished, Connor said, “Why don’t you bring your laptop over to the couch, and you can show me the matchmaking forms again.”
“Are you sure?” she asked, a bit nervous to show him again after last time had been such a disaster.
“One hundred percent sure. I don’t think we’ll be able to fully move past this until we go over them.”
They went to the couch, and he sat gingerly while she pulled up the forms. “This is the multiple-choice section of the compatibility test.”
He spent several minutes looking over the questions before nodding. “Maybe we should each take the test. Give it a trial run, and see how compatible it thinks we are.”
“Really?” She’d been fantasizing about that since coming up with the idea, but she never thought it would be his suggestion. Especially after his initial reaction.
“Absolutely. We can be a bit of a baseline for the whole process.”
“The whole process?” she asked, feeling a bit woozy. “You mean…”
He scrutinized her for a few moments. “I mean after we go through this process, Tessy is going to be my Little girl. I’m going to be her forever Daddy, and I’ll have a certificate to prove it.”
She teared up. “Really?”
“Really.” Connor pulled her over to sit in his lap, and wrapped his arms around her.
Sniffling, she said, “I don’t know why I’m crying.”
“That’s okay, Daddy understands.” He petted her hair. “Daddy’s going to be looking for a three-bedroom house here in Beaverton. We’ll have a master bedroom for us, a guest bedroom for visitors, and a separate bedroom just for Tessy.”
Feeling half Little and half adult, Tessica said, “But how will we explain a child’s bedroom in your house?”
“The bedroom will always be locked, and we’ll tell everyone it’s a storage room.”
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held on tight. “I’d like that,” she whispered.
“Daddy would like that, too.”