Shit. Did I read her message wrong? I thought she was inviting me over for sex, but the robe definitely isn’t giving come hither vibes.
Dumbass.
Whatever. Sex or no sex, I would’ve come, if only to spend time with her. Today’s game was brutal and I could use a relaxing night in.
She closes the door and when she turns back to face me, she unties her robe. It falls open to reveal a black leather corset and the tiniest pair of black panties I’ve ever seen.
“Damn.”
My cock springs to attention, tenting the front of my gray sweatpants.
She slips the robe off and drops it to the floor as she does a slow turn, giving me the opportunity to look my fill.
And look I do. Her breasts spill over the front of the corset and her delectable ass is on full display in a flimsy thong.
“Darlin’, you look good enough to eat.”
I reach for her, but she waggles a finger playfully. “Not yet.”
She wiggles her hips and leads the way to the bedroom.
I don’t know what she’s up to, but as long as she’s wearing that corset, I’m down for anything.
When I round the corner, she’s standing at the foot of the bed, feet spread wide, with a leather paddle in her hand.
“I’d like to try something new tonight.” She slaps the paddle against her palm and it makes a quietthwump. “Are you game?”
“I—” Christ. Am I game? I’ve never been into kinky shit.
You’ve never tried kinky shit.
Same difference.
“I’ve been a very naughty girl and I want you to punish me, Brady.”
A lump forms in my throat. I can’t hit a woman.
“I can teach you how to do it.” She slaps the paddle against her palm again. “I can teach you how to make it hurt so good.”
“You like being spanked?”
Her eyelids fall to half-mast. “I like it very much, but I’d like it even better if you were the one swinging the paddle.”
“Can you show me?”
She nods and steps closer, holding the paddle out for inspection. It’s the same one I found on her bed before. The one with the word Daddy cut into the leather.
“We’ll start slow. We don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with, Brady.”
“Okay.”
“Would you like to hold it?”
Hell, no. I’m terrified of the thing, but if this is what Piper needs from me, I have to at least try it.
I take the paddle hesitantly, and Piper must sense my apprehension because she places a hand over mine.
“There’s no reason to be scared. It’s a toy, just like a vibrator or a dildo.”
