by Joanna Blake
She looked surprised as hell to see me.
"Cade? What are you doing here?"
"Your bedroom. Now."
She opened her mouth to argue but then thought better of it. I followed her, my eyes on the graceful curve of her back. I was already horny as hell, just from being around her. I had things to do first though. Words would be had. But afterwards…
I walked into her room, taking it all in. It was elegant and tasteful, just like her. The bed was large. Good. I saw an easy chair and a footstool and headed over to it. I took her hand and pulled her along with me.
I pulled her against me, running my hand over her beautiful face.
"Are you sure no one can hear us in here?"
She shook her head.
"Not over the air conditioning."
I smiled grimly.
"Good."
I pressed a quick kiss against her lips. She hesitated, then melted into me. I looked down into her beautiful eyes, my lips hovering above hers.
"Were you spanked as a child?"
"Of course not!"
I lifted her up and sat in the big chair, gently laying her over my knee. She squealed like a little piggy. The silk dress made her slippery but I held her still. Then I slid the dress up and over her perfect, juicy ass.
"What are you doing!?"
"Remedying the situation."
"What? No!"
"Oh my, but that's a sweet little ass you have there Camille. Hmm hmmm… I'm going to turn it red."
"Cade! Do no-"
SMACK.
Camille stopped mid-sentence. I was certain she was shocked that I had actually done it. And I was just getting started.
I was an expert spanker, having raised all those kids. I never did it hard enough to bruise. I just did it to sting. But it had to last a while.
It would be a reminder for no more than a day of what they'd done to deserve the punishment.
In this case though, I was already pretty distracted. I'd have to really focus to make sure she had a sore bottom to remember this by.
Cami was wearing lace panties that hugged her glorious ass to perfection. And it was glorious. Two ripe globes covered with creamy skin, so smooth it made me want to bite it. I thought about it for a minute, rubbing the skin.
Maybe later.
SMACK.
I alternated cheeks, letting my hand rest on her bottom between spanks to soothe it. I did a few things I would never do with the kids either. Oh no, this was an adult spanking.
X rated.
I ran my fingertips between her legs, lightly stroking her through her panties. She arched her back slightly and I grinned, laying a firm smack on her left cheek.
She moaned.
Well, fuck me. She liked it.
The next time I stroked her panties, she was soaked. I grunted, tugging her panties down to her knees. Her bottom was turning pink but not red.
I had promised her red.
SMACK.
She whimpered, a sexy little sound of ecstasy. I lifted my palm and brought it down again. And again. Each time I spent a little more time playing with her sweet pussy in between. Pretty soon my fingers were too soaked to properly spank her with.
I pried her thighs apart and repositioned my hand.
Then I spanked her pussy.
Not too hard of course. Just a little slap. Cami's back arched and she moaned.
Well, damn girl. That was a first. She sounded like a cat in heat.
I grimaced as my dick pressed up into her belly. Thor was feeling pent up in there. I wanted to let him out. He was harder than a three day old biscuit. But first we better have ourselves a little pussy spanking party.
I gripped her hips, angling her pussy so I could get at it. I slapped her lightly, faster now. Sharp little taps that were more like pressure than actually hits.
Her mewling sounds started to reach a crescendo so I stopped. I didn't want her to come yet. I was supposed to be punishing her.
"On your knees girl."
She slid off my lap and knelt between my thighs. She stared at the ground. I grunted. Good. She looked thoroughly chastised.
"Next time I call you what are you going to do?"
She squirmed a bit, then reached out to lay her hand on my thigh.
"Cade…"
"Cami, what are you going to do? Are you going to answer?"
"Yes."
"Next time we make a plan to talk or meet up, what are you going to do?"
"I'll… be there?"
"That's right. You're my woman now, and you better start acting like it. No more shenanigans. Right?"
"Yes, Cade."
I stood up and unbuckled my pants. I let them slide to the floor and stepped out of them. Boxers too. My cock was standing at attention, so hard it could of drilled for oil.
Hopefully it would be, soon enough.
"Good girl. Now take that dress off and show me."
She licked her lips as I held my cock by the base, pointing it right at her lips. There was no question what I was after. I held my breath as Cami pulled her dress off and leaned forward, her eyes wide. Then she dipped her head down and pulled me into her mouth. I groaned as her sweet little tongue swirled over the tip of my cock.
"Eyes Cami. Let me see your eyes."
She looked up at me, staring at me as she started to work my Johnson in earnest. Up and down she bobbed her sweet little head, her eyes never leaving mine. It was the most erotic thing I'd seen in my life. Best thing I'd felt too.
Camille Rivers sure knew how to suck a dick.
I leaned back and let her suck me, her soft little hands stroking my balls. Her hair slid over my thighs and I grunted. She put her back into it, sucking my dick like she got paid to do it.
They don't call it a job for nothing.
I knew I wouldn't last long. Her hot little mouth was too sweet, her eyes too beautiful. And I could read the message in them.
She wanted her turn. She wanted to come. And she knew I was the one who could make that happen for her.
I reached down and lifted her up in one smooth motion. I positioned her just how I wanted her, sideways on my lap.
"Alright Cami. It's your turn now. Show me you understand."
She lifted her eyes to mine and nodded. Then she lifted her hips and pulled my cock towards her sweet little pussy. I cursed at the feel of her as my tip speared her plump lips. I pressed gently on her hips, sliding her pussy slowly down onto my shaft.
"Unfff… fuck, that's it. No condoms. I want you to take me in, bare cock and bare pussy. No confusion this time."
"Yes Cade."
Well, damn if that wasn't music to my ears.
Camille
I whimpered as Cade lifted and lowered me, setting the pace. I was sitting on his lap, my back against his arm and shoulder. He kept moving me. Treating me like I was a little doll.
But I didn't care.
I just wanted more.
"That's it. Ride the pony little girl."
I bounced up and down, trying to follow his lead. I wanted to go faster. To come. My orgasm was hovering just out of reach. But Cade was fucking me slow and steady, with no sign of letting me come.
Actually, with his hands on my hips, he was making me fuck him.
Up and down and up and down I went until I started to shake. He took mercy on me, leaning me back against his chest. He spread my legs so that I straddled him, facing away.
Then he whispered in my ear.
"Eyes up kitten."
I looked up and saw his face. He'd been watching in the mirror over my dresser the whole time. I moaned at the erotic sight of us.
His sun kissed skin looked so warm against my pale, nude body.
My pussy stretched wide around his thick shaft.
His strong arms wrapped around me.
"Now pay attention sweets. This is how we Southern boys do it."
I watched as he started to drive up and into me. I tried to move, to circle my hips, but I was t
rapped, splayed open on his thick thighs. His immovable, rock hard thighs.
He grinned at me lazily in the mirror, making slow, hard thrusts. One hand moved up to toy with my breasts and I gasped. I couldn't arch into his hand. I had no control over the pressure of his fingers or his cock.
It made everything more intense somehow.
Like when he'd spanked me… I had been shocked. Shocked at first that he had dared, then later at how much I craved that kind of touch. I'd nearly come just from the feel of him touching me like that.
Just thinking about it almost took me over the edge.
Cade stopped, lifting his hand away from my breast.
"Uh uh Cami. You don't come until I say so. Say yes so I know you understand."
"Hmmm… yes Cade."
He bit my shoulder.
"Focus Cami. You only come when I say so. From now on."
"Oh- alright Cade."
He reached down and slapped my pussy, right above where it was stretched over his cock. I jumped, shocked at the feel of his rough palm on my clit. I clenched down on him, even closer to finishing.
"Good girl."
He fucked me like that for a while, smacking me every few strokes. He started to pick up speed eventually, slapping me hard and fast. I whimpered, so close to coming that I could taste it.
"Alright sweetheart. That's it. I'm going to let you get real close now…"
I stared as his cock started to swell in the mirror. He pumped it in and out, faster and faster. I was going to come, whether he wanted me to or not.
"Cade- please!"
He shook his head.
"Wait."
I closed my eyes unable to bear it. Then I felt him starting to come, deep inside me. He bent me forward over the footstool and started to drill me, deeper than before.
I felt him reach around and rub my clit.
"Now Cami…"
I came. Just like that. Just one touch of his finger and his commanding voice. I was gone, shattered into a million pieces of light. I convulsed against him but he held me down, his weight keeping me pinned against the ottoman as he cursed, his hips thrusting wildly out of tempo.
I felt his cock continuing to pulse deep inside me, filling me up with his seed. It seemed to go on forever. He was as deep as he could get, pumping endlessly, all the way inside me.
It seemed like hours had passed by the time he stopped. He kissed my back as he knelt behind me, his cock still fully embedded.
"As much as I'd like to fuck you again, we better get some shut eye."
I moaned as he slid out, then lifted me. He carried me across the room and laid me gently in my bed. He left and came back with a warm washcloth, pressing it against my sore pussy. Then he kissed me and climbed in beside me.
"Get some sleep. We're going on a picnic in the morning."
"A- what?"
"A picnic sweetheart. You'll like it."
He just grinned and squeezed my ass. It stung a bit from the spanking but I didn't care. I floated into sleep, an exhausted smile on my lips.
Chapter Eighteen
Cade
"Good morning Mr. Rivers."
"Cade! Good to see you. To what do we owe this pleasure?"
I was sitting at the dining room table eating breakfast when the old man came down. He sat across from me and a servant brought him cup of coffee and a plate.
"I stayed the night, sir. Camille's with me now."
The old man's face lit up. I noticed he didn't look surprised.
"You don't say."
I smiled at him.
"I do say."
Camille appeared, wearing a pair of shorts and a silk button down. Her hair was back and she had a cute straw bag and a sunhat in her hand. She looked fresh as a daisy and cute as a button.
I smiled, nodding my approval. Of course I liked the look. I'd picked out her outfit myself. After our shower. A very quick, very dirty shower.
Not much had gotten clean.
She sat down next to me and waited for someone to bring her some food.
"Good morning father. Good morning Cade."
"Mornin' Princess. Don't dally now, we got to get the kids."
She nodded, sipping her coffee. I smiled and leaned back. It was a good day. A very, very good day.
"What are your plans for the day?"
"My kid sisters and brothers are all in town. We're going to the beach."
"Camille is going to the beach?"
I nodded and her father laughed.
"How'd you manage that? Camille hates the beach."
"Not today she doesn't."
"I'll have the staff set you up with umbrellas and towels."
"That would be great."
Camille's voice was soft and sweet when she piped up.
"I've already taken care of it father."
She was a good girl. Smart and a very fast learner. I was extremely gratified that she'd finally seen the light. It was like a whole new world, without her prickly bits. A soft, sweet world with a sexy little kitten curled up beside me.
I leaned over and whispered in her ear. My finger brushed the little bow tied at the back of her neck.
"Is that the bikini I picked out?"
"Yes Cade."
I leaned back in my seat, sipping my coffee.
"Good… I can't wait to see you in it. You almost ready?"
She took another bite of her fruit and nodded, setting her fork down.
"We better git. Have a nice day Mr. Rivers."
He grinned at me, looking pleased as punch.
"You two have fun."
I nodded. I planned to. Today and later tonight.
Lots and lots of fun.
Camille
I sat in the limo, surrounded by children. Loud, boisterous children. Normally kids made me nervous, and these were no exception.
But I felt so strange today. So odd. Everything was different.
I felt calmer than usual. Like my need to prove myself had been miraculously lifted. Like I'd found my place and my purpose.
I looked up to see Cade staring at me. He had a possessive smile on his lips. A smile that said 'you're mine.'
So help me God but I didn't mind it.
The craziest thing had happened last night. Cade had been hard on me. He'd spanked me. And I'd liked it.
More than that. I craved it.
It was like I'd been waiting for someone to take charge of me all along. I normally hated being told what to do. But when he did it… it made me feel safe.
He wasn't playing around. He'd told me last night. This wasn't a fling.
He wanted me. For real.
I was pretty sure I was going to marry him.
The thought of getting married to anyone had never been at the top of my mind. I wasn't in a rush. And I certainly never thought I would marry a big, unruly professional athlete.
I imagined myself in a white dress, walking down the aisle towards my destiny.
Then again, I wasn't even sure if that's what Cade meant by 'for real.' Maybe he just wanted to keep fucking me for the foreseeable future. I shivered, remembering the feel of his hands all over me. His beautiful, enormous cock…
I realized I probably wouldn't argue with that either.
"I love your hair. Can I braid it?"
I smiled uncertainly at Tammy and Lucile. They were glued to my sides, jabbering about my outfit and everything about me. The boys were fascinated by the limo, pushing all the buttons and switching seats with each other every few minutes. This was my private car, and much nicer than the rental limo they'd taken last night. It even had my initials on the seats.
I wondered briefly if my initials were about to change…
I pulled my scarf off and let the girls play with my hair. I sat there stiffly, knowing Cade would want me to play along and make the girls happy.
He chuckled, clearly onto me.
"Relax Princess. They don't bite."
I closed my eyes and forced myself to relax
a little. He was right. They were just kids. I didn't have to be afraid.
After a few minutes we were there, and I ran my fingers through my hair, shaking the braids out.
The beach we went to was a public park, with picnic tables and clear white sand. It wasn't crowded if you walked out a bit, so that's what we did. The kids helped me spread out a few blankets while Cade set down the massive coolers the staff had packed for us.
I sat down and stared out at the ocean.
"Are you forgetting something dollface?"
I glanced at Cade. His eyes were on my body. He lifted an eyebrow and I blushed. Then I stood up and peeled my clothes off before siting back down again. I was shy about my body, but he'd already told me I'd have to get over that.
He wanted to see me and that was that.
"You sure are a sight for sore eyes. Let me help you with that suntan lotion."
I turned onto my side. I could see the kids running in and out of the waves while Cade smoothed oil over my back and shoulders. His fingers slid down to my thighs and I sighed as he massaged my legs.
He leaned in close and kissed my neck.
"Why don't you like the beach?"
"I don't mind it so much."
"Cami…"
The warning tone in his voice was enough. He wanted the truth, always. He'd told me so last night. His hand stilled, waiting for me to answer him.
"It's messy and I don't like being stared at."
He laughed.
"Messy can be fun Princess. Life is messy. Don't worry, I'll show you. And as for being stared at… you'll just have to get used to it."
He slapped my ass and jumped up, running into the water. I watched him play with the kids, smiling to myself at his antics. Later on he came back and carried me into the water kicking and screaming. I held onto Cade as he brought me out over the break. I had mostly swum in the Mediterranean and the Caribbean, where the water wasn't nearly as rough. But he held onto me and the swells didn't seem so bad after a while.
In no time, I was riding the waves with the rest of the Duprees.
By the end of the day the kids were turning brown and ready for bed. We all went back to the hotel and crowded into one of the big beds to watch a movie. I handed out the room service when it came.
