She stumbled, but I caught her, guiding her until she stood between my spread thighs.
“Yes,” I said, letting my eyes rake over her again.“Have you ever gotten spanked, Katie?”I knew the answer, but I was feeling mean, jealous and possessive.
Her eyes widened as she slowly shook her head.
I squeezed her hand and swallowed.“Can I spank you?”When she didn’t answer, biting her lip, I added, “We will use a safe word if you want to stop.I… I don’t want to hurt you—just have some fun and I won’t?—”
“Yes, Dylan,” she said with a shy smile, squeezing my hand back, and my worries vanished.“Cantaloupe.”
“Oh,” I frowned, looking around.“Um, I don’t think they serve that here, but I can get it for you.”
I was about to stand up when she chuckled, pushing me down on the couch.Jesus fucking Christ.I was going to die.The sound of her soft laugh echoed in my brain, making my boner bulge and heart pound.She should have warned me before laughing like that.
“I meant the safe word, silly,” she said.“Cantaloupe.”
“Oh, of course,” I said dumbly, getting distracted by her smile.
Which was a first since her barely covered perfect tits were right in front of me.And yet, I couldn’t stop staring at her eyes and pretty smile.
But before the fun spanking, I had to confirm something.
“Katie,” I said, keeping my voice serious.“You asked me if my feelings for you were wrong because you might have groomed me and… it has been messing with my head since then.”
Her smile disappeared, and she tried to move away, but I tightened my hold on her hands and continued, “You never led me on.Or groomed me, Katie.You were only ever there when Amanda was around, and most of our tutoring sessions took place in the living room with my mom watchingThe Walking Deadwith us.”
She chewed her lip, and I didn’t like the worried expression on her face.“I… I feel bad that I might have done something?—”
“Nothing,” I cut her off.“You did nothing but be yourself.”
Katie blinked, her voice barely audible when she said, “But you could have liked anyone.Why me?”
Because I’m pathetic for you.I have been in awe ever since you beat up my bullies.When you cried softly in my room when your high school boyfriend made out with some girl during a prom party hosted by my sister.When you let me hug you before you left the town to be with your pregnant sister and take care of her.
“Whynotyou?”I asked her.“Who in the right mind wouldn’t fall for Katie fucking Martinez?”
I kissed her knuckles.“If I keep listing all the reasons I like you, then I’m afraid we’d be here all night.”
“Wait…” she looked breathless with her flushed face.“I… I’m leading you on right now by agreeing to all of…this.”
My jaw clenched.“No, you’re not.I’m an adult, Katie.”
“But I?—”
Before she could say anything else, I tugged her down until she was draped over my lap, her soft stomach pressed against my thigh with her delectable ass perfectly positioned under my hand.
“Dylan!”she cried out, wriggling, her hair falling in a messy curtain around her flushed face.
“Relax,darling.You’re in good hands,” I said, chuckling and savoring how easily she fit on my lap.How natural it felt to have her bent across my knees.My palm smoothed over the curve of her ass, gliding over the thin lace.Even through the sheer fabric, I could feel her heat.
“You are adorable, Katie,” I said, tracing the line of the garter strap against her thigh.I wanted to remove it with my teeth after I bit her soft, plush skin.“Almost makes me feel bad about what I’m about to do.”
Her head snapped over her shoulder, eyes wide.
“What are you about to?—”
The sharp smack of my hand meeting her ass cut her off.
She gasped, her whole body jerking against me.My palm stung lightly, and it itched for more when a red bloom spread across her skin.
