“Well, considering I didn’t get you a Christmas gift yet, you can consider this part one. I already have another gift on the way that should be there when we get home tomorrow.”
“Hallie, you didn’t need to buy me anything. I know you had to leave without anything and you need to save your money until you get settled.”
“Don’t worry about it. Uncle Adam got me access to my old bank account and believe it or not, I do have a nice little nest egg saved up. It should be enough to give me time to figure out everything.”
“That’s great. I was worried you were going to decide to stay in Corbin’s Bend just because you had no other choices. It’s important that… well… I want you to stay because you really want to, not because you’re forced to. Not by your aunt and uncle and not even by me.”
She is grinning at him now. “Do you always talk this much before you make love?”
Troy tackles her backwards, trapping her under him as they lay crossways in the bed. “You’re a sassy wench, aren’t you?”
“Yes. What are you going to do about it?”
“This.” Troy quickly reaches to pull off her boots and then pull her jeans the rest of the way off her body, throwing them to the floor. His hand trails slowly up her leg, lightly caressing as he goes until he reaches the elastic band of her baby blue panties, slipping his fingers inside to slide down and cup her mound. Hallie arches her back, thrusting up to meet his fingers as he grazes her clit on his way to her lower folds. He feels like he has struck gold as his fingers slide easily through her copious cream leaking onto her damp panties.
“Oh baby, you really are ready, aren’t you?”
“Oh God yes. Please, Troy. You can go slow next time. I need you now.”
“Patience. We are only going to get one first time. I’ll be damned if I’m going to fuck it up by rushing too fast.”
“Troy…” Her low groan has his heart racing.
“Hallie, let me lead, baby. Please.” He can see something flash through her eyes that looks like satisfaction and it spurs him on.
Her frustrated groan when he removes his fingers from her panties to pull her camisole up and over her head makes him smile. Only when it is off does he realize the camisole had a built in bra and she is now laid bare before him. The tips of her breasts are taut… swollen to perfect targets that call out to him. He lowers his mouth to her left nipple, sucking it all into his warm mouth while he returns his right hand to her pussy. His gentle licks and strokes only last a few seconds before turning demanding. She tastes fantastic and as he begins to finger fuck her, the smell of her arousal fills the air.
“Oh God, Troy. That’s amazing.” She has grasped his head, holding him tight against her breast, running her fingers through his cropped hair. She arches her ass off the bed when his two fingers slide inside her for the first time. He flicks his thumb over her hard clit and within seconds, Hallie is melting into her first orgasm. He has to pull his mouth from her tit to rise up and look down on her. He wants to burn the vision of her coming into his memory bank to recall later.
He waits patiently for her to open her eyes, continuing to slowly massage her pussy, loving how wet she gets. When she finally opens her eyes, he can see she’s ready for more.
“That was awesome, Troy, but I really want you inside me.”
“We really are going to need to work on your patience, young lady.” Troy pulls away from her to kneel at the side of the bed, pulling her body with him, resting her ass on the very edge. Their eyes meet as he hooks his fingers in the waistband of her panties, pulling them down her legs before lifting her legs to place her sock covered feet on the edge of the mattress. He allows his gaze to drop to her pussy laid out before him. A neatly trimmed strip points the way to her core. Troy hugs her thighs, pulling them wide before diving in to taste her.
He starts low, lapping at the pool of cream gathered there. She tastes amazing as he strokes his tongue through her inner folds until he finds her clit. Her hips buck up off the bed as he sucks her nub into his mouth, latching on tight to ride her upward thrusts. Hallie is whimpering as she runs her hands through his hair, effectively holding his mouth to her pussy.
Troy slides his right hand in place to insert two fingers, thrusting deep and curling them within her body, searching for her secret spot that will ensure her climax. He knows he struck gold when her cunt begins to constrict around his fingers as he plunges them in and out, mimicking what his cock will be doing as soon as he can put a condom on.
Leaving a tender kiss to her button, he stands. When Hallie opens her glazed eyes, he lifts his fingers to his mouth, letting her watch him enjoy the taste of her juice as she catches her breath after her second orgasm.
“You look so beautiful, Hallie. I’m going to let you rest for a minute while I go grab my bag. It’s time we break open that box I brought with me, wouldn’t you say?”
Her eyes flash with excitement, but she is only able to silently nod her assent as she recovers. His cock is pulsing with need and he reluctantly tears his eyes from her to go in search of the box of condoms.
Chapter 11
Hallie has barely had time to catch her breath before Troy returns. She manages to smile up at him as he stands over her at the edge of the bed. Their eyes are locked as he lifts his black T-shirt over his head, exposing his muscular chest to her for the first time. Her eyes track lower. She has fantasized about what his chest would look like having felt it several times through his clothes. She isn’t disappointed. His shoulders are broad, his pecs and abs are toned, but in a really hot way, not the crazy ‘I’m a body builder’ way she actually finds gross. She can’t wait to run her fingers through the small patch of dark chest hair that trails down to point the way to his cock.
Even having had two orgasms in a very short period of time, Hallie is not sated. Troy may have given her an appetizer, but she is ready for the main course. She wants to feel him moving inside her and watch him as he comes. She hasn’t been a virgin for over six years, but a bout of nerves suddenly hits as she prays she doesn’t disappoint Troy. She’s only had one partner, and while Eddie certainly knew how to fuck like a rock star, he was no Casanova. He was more of a wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am kind of guy. Hallie is acutely aware of her comparative sexual inexperience and she’s reminded she’s going to learn a lot more from Troy than how to exit a ski lift.
Her eyes drift lower as he pushes his boxer briefs down his body, kicking them away. His thick cock stands at attention and she longs to lick the glistening pre-cum from the tip. She watches as he opens the condom packet and expertly slides it into place before looking back into Hallie’s eyes. She feels special as she realizes he’s once again making sure she is still there with him, ready to take the plunge. Too overcome with emotion, she flashes him a smile. His return smile is the sexiest she has ever witnessed. Her heart actually contracts when she realizes this amazing man is about to make love to her.
Troy stops to pull down the bedspread, lifting Hallie in his arms and maneuvering them so the cover lays on the floor and Hallie’s head is now resting on the pillows. Troy kneels on the bed between her legs, wrapping his hands around her ankles and opening her legs wide as if he were unwrapping his present. Hallie should feel embarrassed being so bare, her body completely exposed to his probing stare as he takes in every part of her; instead she feels sexy.
Her breaths are coming in pants by the time his eyes meet hers again. She sees raw lust staring back at her and knows his control is finally slipping. She reaches out to him and he grabs her hand, pulling it to his mouth to place kisses into her palm. The act seems so innocent, yet Hallie recognizes she has never felt more treasured than she does in this moment.
With a groan, Troy finally places his cock at the entrance to her waiting pussy. He moves her ankles higher and wider to give him better access and she can feel his hardness slipping the first inch inside. He retracts to slide through her folds several times, making sure her body is ready before closing
his eyes and pushing slowly into her core.
Hallie’s body welcomes him. His shaft is longer and thicker than Eddie’s, filling her like she has never been filled before. Once fully seated, Troy holds still, eyes closed, taking deep breaths. When he opens his eyes to look down at her, she knows his control is gone. Dropping her feet to the bed, he lunges forward to place his body over hers protectively as she wraps her legs behind his back, trapping him to her. Their faces are only inches apart as he holds his torso on his elbows to keep from crushing her. She feels the void as he leaves her body before thrusting forward hard and fast, filling her so thoroughly they both cry out. The passionate cries spur him on and within several long strokes, Troy is fucking her hard and fast, exactly like she’s been dreaming of.
He finally talks to her, out of breath, from emotion or exertion she’s not sure. “I’m so sorry, honey. I wanted to try to keep going slow, but you feel too perfect. Oh shit, I’m not going to last long. I’m so sorry if I’m ruining this for you.”
“Will you shut up? You’re only going to ruin it if you stop.”
She sees relief cross his face at her urging him on and his last thread of control is gone as he pounds into her again and again until she can feel him contracting, shooting his cum into the condom. It’s all Hallie needs to fall into her third orgasm of the evening. Exhausted, Troy nestles his mouth down to the crook of her neck, placing loving kisses along her neck and shoulder while they both recover.
Once they have caught their breath, Troy rolls off Hallie onto his back, pulling her with him until she’s snuggled against his side, left leg and arm thrown across his body as she uses his arm as her pillow.
She doesn’t remember sharing as intimate of a moment with any other human being as she is sharing with Troy Jackson in the afterglow of their first time making love. She’s read her share of romance novels on the boring bus tour drives, but she always thought the passion authors would put in the stories was pure fiction since she had never come close to feeling about another man the way a heroine is supposed to feel about her hero. Here, in Troy’s arms, she’s now a believer. This is what love is supposed to feel like. Troy is her hero. It should scare her, but it feels too perfect to be afraid.
Troy speaks first. “Wow.”
Hallie counters. “Fucking wow.”
He chuckles. “We really are going to need to work on that potty mouth of yours.”
“Oh come on. If that doesn’t deserve a ‘fucking wow’, what does?”
Troy hugs her tighter. “Touché. It was pretty fucking awesome.”
Hallie is giggling. “How long until you’re ready to go again?”
His laughter sounds like heaven. “You’re gonna try to kill me, aren’t you? Aren’t you hungry or something? We have dinner reservations in the restaurant downstairs in like an hour.”
The absolutely last thing Hallie wants to do is leave this room. “Do we have to go? I mean don’t they have room service or something?”
“Oh thank God. I don’t want to go down either, but I thought I’d at least offer in case you wanted to go.”
Hallie, props up on her right elbow, her head in her hand as she looks down upon the man who has changed her life. “Right now, the only thing I’m hungry for is you, Troy.”
“Aw Hallie.” The simple words are spoken with such emotion. She finds herself on her back, pressed to the mattress, Troy claiming her mouth in a passionate kiss. When she reaches up to hug him, he claims her hands, entwining their fingers and moving her hands above her head, brushing against the headboard. She feels vulnerable as he pulls out of the kiss to peer down at her.
“I’m gonna go get rid of this condom and then run us a hot bath. I’m gonna need a bit of a rest before I’m ready to go again and I’d like to spend that time with you in my arms, in the whirlpool tub they assured at the desk we’d have. I’m sure you’re going to have some sore muscles from skiing and that should help work the kinks out.”
“Are you always this perfect?”
Troy snorts. “You really do have a short memory, don’t you?”
Hallie knows he’s talking about the night they met, but honestly, she can’t conjure up the anger or the fear she had felt that night. Not now after getting to know Troy. A feeling of peace settles in when she realizes that for the first time, she is remembering the spanking she witnessed with a new lens. The lens of a woman who actually wants to be led by a strong man honorable enough to love her… guide her… protect her. She’s lost in thought long enough for Troy to notice.
“You okay?”
Hallie smiles. “I’m perfect.”
One hot bath and room service dinner later, Troy looks down at Hallie, lounging quietly in his arms on the bed, wrapped in the oversized fluffy robe the hotel provided. She looks utterly content and for that Troy is relieved.
She slips her warm hand inside his own robe to tweak at his nipple and it’s as if she had turned a key to start his engine. Erotic memories of how her body had fit his like a glove have his cock filling, preparing to claim her again. His mind races with all of the things he dreams of doing with her… to her… in her. He can feel her rubbing against his body suggestively, preparing herself as he is.
“Troy.”
“Hallie.”
She is silent for a long time.
“I think you should spank me tonight.”
Shit. He’s not ready for this discussion.
“Hallie, honey. There is plenty of time for that later. Let’s not complicate tonight.”
“It’s hanging over us. Don’t you feel it?”
The problem is she’s right. He does feel it.
He needs to see her face. Rolling her to her back so he can look down at her from above, he can see the seriousness in her eyes. It’s as if she is steeling herself to go through with this to prove to Troy and even herself that she’s going to be able to handle it.
“Okay, let’s pretend you’re right.”
Her smile is adorable. “I’m always right. You should learn that about me right now.”
“Well, we’ll just have to see about that, won’t we? Seriously, we have so much to talk about before I’m ever going to lay a single finger on that beautiful ass of yours. I’m not going to rush you, Hallie.”
“You may not, but the Housing Board is going to. I need to know. Don’t you see?”
He can hear rising panic in her voice. “Shhh. I understand, but we have some time. You sure you want to talk about this now? Tonight?”
He can see tears starting to pool. “I’m sure.”
“Okay. I have questions. Have you ever been spanked before, even as a kid or… Eddie the Asshole.”
She giggles at his pet name for her ex. “I like his new nickname. Never by Eddie, although he tried to turn me into his punching bag the last night before I ran out and left in Gopher. “
“That asshole. I swear I’m going to beat him to a pulp if I ever bump into him. How about as a kid?”
“My mom never spanked me, but my Nana did a couple of times. I remember the summer I started high school she used a fly swatter to smack the back of my bare legs all the way home when she found me at this abandoned warehouse hangout she forbid me to go to. I was humiliated and it hurt like a mother… well, it hurt bad, but it worked. I never set foot there ever again.”
“Why didn’t she want you to go there?”
Hallie blushes. “It wasn’t a place for good girls to hang out. She told me only bad girls went there and… she was right.”
“What happened there?”
“I swear, I only watched, but kids would hang out smoking, drinking, making out… you know. Everything they shouldn’t be doing.”
“So, do you think Nana abused you?”
“No. I hate to admit it, but I was so ashamed that I’d let her down. I thought she would hate me, but when we got home, she hugged me and she was crying because she had been so worried about me. I wanted to be mad at her, but when I saw how much I had hurt her, I wa
s so sorry and I was glad she had spanked me. I really did learn my lesson.”
“That’s what domestic discipline is all about, Hallie. It’s not meant to just let the HoH beat the shit out of you when he feels like it. It is all about being a team where I will lead and you will follow, but it’s still a team. It’s about making rules that we agree to that will help us stay close and when a rule is broken, loving discipline to get you back on track.”
“What kind of rules are we talking about here? I mean am I going to need to break out the computer to type them all up?”
He can tell she’s trying to laugh it off, but the question is a serious one. “Well for starters, it’s the big stuff. Like always being honest with each other, never telling a lie or holding back information. Another big one with me is not doing things that will put you in danger. Things like drinking and driving or texting and driving or speeding.”
Hallie doesn’t speak for a long time and he gives her the space she needs to process the discussion. “That doesn’t sound so bad. I mean, it’s common sense.”
Troy smiles. “Yes, but those aren’t all of the rules, baby. Those are just the biggest ones that will never be overlooked. Just ask Traci about how serious I am about the keeping yourself safe rules. She broke a lot of those the night you and I met. You saw how I think they need to be dealt with.”
He can feel a tremble in her body as her eyes grow wider as she puts together the words with the picture in her mind to drive it home. “You mean you would use your belt on me, really?”
Troy was not ready to have this conversation. He is not sure how much to disclose to her at this early point in their relationship. Knowing the Housing Board’s meeting hangs over them, he decides to error on the side of too much information.
“Hallie, yes, I would if you consent to being in a domestic discipline relationship with me, and let me be very clear, that is what I want, honey. We may have only known each other a few weeks, but you’re special. This, what we have, is special. I hope you feel it too.”
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