She looks up at me with a pouting face. “Oh, nooooo,” she draws out sarcastically.
Without a word, I grab her hips, turning her around and she immediately goes on all fours. I suck in a breath at the peak of her asscheeks under her dress.
I lean over her body and whisper in her ear, “Even good girls have to be punished from time to time.”
I stand back up and slap my palm against her asscheek and swear she wants me dead as she juts her ass out more.
“One more so Ireallylearn my lesson, Henry?” she teases.
The way she says my name has my cock wide awake but I ignore that for now. “Who am I to say no?” My hands massage her ass before slapping her one more time.
I want her sitting back on my face but I want to be a good boy and at least get to the second part of the date first.
“Alright, punishment over, baby.” I take one last look at the sight in front of me before spinning her back around, her legs dangling off the bed.. “Want to know what else I have in store for us?” I ask as I turn around to head to my closet where I hid the surprise.
“Should I close my eyes?”
“Yes,” I turn back to eye her with a stern look on my face, “no peeking.”
Hiding in my closet are two matching sweatshirts that sayMaisie’s Fuck It List Finisherfor Maisie andMaisie’s Fuck It List Cheerleaderfor myself.
After the camping date, I tracked down Wren and asked her if she’d help me make them since Maisie said she was crafty. She wasted no time and they were literally done the next day.
I remove my button up shirt and throw on my cheerleader sweatshirt—the same color yellow as her dress she wore at the fair with navy letters. I walk out holding up Maisie’s as she sits on my bed with her eyes closed.
I love seeing her take up my space.
“Okay,” I stand in front of her, “open your eyes.”
She slowly opens her eyes and I watch her look back and forth, reading what each one says and see her eyes start to turn glossy. “Henry,” her voice cracks, “I-I don’t expect to be so teary today. You made these? For us?”
“I’m not crafty enough to have made them but I did think of the idea.” I sit next to her. “I love being your cheerleader and I want to celebrate all your accomplishments.”
“I want to put mine on but I didn’t bring other clothes,” she laughs through her misty eyes, “I don’t have pants.”
I shake my head with a grin and walk back to my closet grabbing a pair of sweatpants for her to wear. “Stand up and let’s get you comfy.”
She raises her hands just like every other time we’ve done this. Without words being spoken, I grab the hem of her dress pulling it up, exposing all the skin that lies underneath.
Maisie’s body is a dream that I don’t want to wake up from.
Every centimeter I pull the dress up, I feel my cock hardening.
This wholesome moment is not the time.
I bring the dress past her hips and over her chest to see she’s not wearing a bra. “Maisie.” I suck in a breath. Losing all senseof control I lean forward and lick her nipple that’s begging to be sucked, allowing myself just a taste before I go back to being a good boy.
She giggles and that noise has easily become my favorite sound in the world.
As the dress comes off, she’s standing in front of me nearly naked, goosebumps covering her skin.
“Tonight is about you, and I will be a gentleman, but just know the thoughts in my head right now are not very gentlemanly when you’re standing in front of me like this.”
As much as I don’t want to cover up the body in front of me, I help her get into the sweatshirt and sweatpants.
My dick is still hard as a rock even with her like this.
“Wait there.” I don’t want to forget this moment so I run to the kitchen where I left my phone and sprint back to Maisie sitting patiently on the bed. “Smile,” I say as I bring my phone up to take a photo of her.
