Chapter 78

She settled herself at the laptop, intent on keeping herself busy while she waited on Richie to return. He hadn't said she could, but she was sure he hadn't meant for her to just sit on the couch the entire two or so hours he'd be gone. Her brow quirked upwards as she thought it through. Of course if he wanted to play at being the authority figure, she was disobeying him and that would fit in with whatever happened.

Truth be told she'd always wondered if he was vanilla when it came to loving, or a bit dark like some of the fics suggested. So far all they'd done was make love. Okay so it was awesomely intense love making to be sure, but it had been pretty normal, not a hint of playful, dark, dangerous that seemed to glimmer within his dark brown gaze. She'd not seen a hint of anything remotely risque or dangerous of yet and was seriously beginning to think all those glimmers she'd seen in pics over the years had been fanciful imagination.

Could she have been that wrong on that one idea? So far everything else she’d imagined was even better than she’d ever thought. Her head shook as she contemplated the idea. It wasn’t that she was overly kinky herself she didn’t think, but then again she’d never been involved with anyone remotely like Richie either and somehow the very idea of being at his mercy, or playing those kind of games had her all twitchy.

He slid his keycard through the slot and opened the door gently. He couldn't help but wonder exactly what she'd been doing the entire time he'd been gone. Was she sitting on the couch all demure or had she gone to bed? A grin slid onto his lips as his gaze found her, legs demurely crossed at the ankles and under the chair slightly. Damn if that outfit she still wore didn't set his mind going in several different directions and all of them naughty.

He walked up behind her and leaned in, his voice whisper soft."So did you think about what I should be about you being so naughty today?"

The squeak that left her was unintentional as she glanced up, her brow arching slightly. Reaching forward she gently closed the laptop before responding. "Maybe. How was your visit with Ava?"

He watched the quick flash of sadness wrapped in uncertainty color her beautiful gaze and fought back the wince it inspired. Was she upset over being left alone while he spent time with his daughter? He pressed his lips to her ear and nipped the lobe gently. "Our visit was wonderful as always, and before you ask naughty girl, I am planning a meeting for you and my princess. She's already asking about you."

He grinned at the quick smile that lit her eyes. "I see avoided my question. That just won't do." His chuckle was dark as his hand cupped her chin to tilt her head up. "You are such a Naughty girl, not being where I told you to be when I got back. " His head shook as he tsked softly. "What will I do with you?"

Her tummy fluttered at the dark tone of his voice as her mind started whirling over what he was up to. "I'm sitting. You told me to sit and think."

She watched him shake his head and smiled. Okay so she wasn't on the couch and she wasn't actually thinking, she'd been surfing and thinking, but she HAD thought about it, sort of.

"I told you specifically to sit on the couch and think about what you did today. What I'm gonna do with you?"

She lowered her eyes, placing her hands in her lap. "I dunno, why don't you tell me?"

"I think you need a spanking. Stand up," Richie ordered.

Her eyes flew to his face as her jaw dropped. "I need a what?"

"A spanking, all naughty girls get them, so stand up." Richie ordered again.

She sat there a second, her brain scrambling to catch up. He was ordering her? He was without a doubt commanding her to. Somewhere deep inside she felt the difference. It wasn't a demand, and it wasn't him being bossy. With her tummy tying itself into knots she rose and waited to see what he would say or do next.

He took her hand and walked over to the couch. He settled himself into the cushions then pulled her face down over his knee. "From now on will you listen to me and behave?" Richie asked the question as his hand raised then lowered to smack lightly on the flesh of her buttock.

The smack hadn't been hard. Instinctively she knew it could have hurt like a bitch if he'd really tried. It had stung though, she couldn't help but wiggle. "B..B..Behave? I always behave!" She squeaked as his hand came down again.

"Wrong answer Sabrina. Care to answer that again "He ordered again

She felt her ass begin to warm, felt her soul begin to squirm as he leaned in closer to whisper in her ear. IF anything answered her questions about his dark nature this sure as hell did. She wasn't sure what to do though, somehow she knew he didn't want the answer quickly. "If I answer will you stop?"

"You want me to stop?"

She tilted her head and saw a strange glimmer in his eyes. It spoke of hunger, need, playfulness, and yet a fierce protectiveness. In that split second she knew he'd never really hurt her, and in trusting him she'd have every need totally fulfilled.

Shaking her head slightly she could only whisper, "No."

It hadn't occurred to him until he saw a brief spark of fear and something indefinable in her eyes. Maybe this wasn't what she wanted, maybe he'd misread the entire situation. "Oh baby I'm sorry we can stop. I didn't think 'bout-- "

Her heart began to glow as he pulled back slightly, she felt it the moment he reconsidered and felt her own dismay as he did. She lifted a hand to push her hair back, her head twisting slightly to see him better. "I'm not afraid of you, don't think I ever could be." She glanced back down at the floor and laughed, "Always knew this was inside of you, kinda actually dressed this way to find out. Besides I don't recall agreeing to behave."

"If you're sure? And no I don't recall you ever saying you would. So will you behave or not ?" Richie raised his hand and smacked down again.

She felt the burn all the way to her g-spot and whimpered, wriggling slightly only to feel the bulge in his jeans tightening. "But misbehaving is fun."

"Well seems like spanking you isn't working. What would get you to do what I say? " Richie growled as she actually giggled slightly, his hand raising to smack down a tad bit harder.

She whimpered as the next smack turned into a light caress, his fingers sliding up under the skirt along the edge of her panties. Her voice was breathless as she responded. "Depends on how commanding ya can be."

"What do you think your punishment should be? " Richie asked as he slid his hand beneath her panties to rub against her clit nice and slow.

She felt the moan long before she actually uttered it. "Whatever you want it to be."

Richie's brow arched. Well that sounded promising. "Whatever I want it to be hmmm?" He stood and quickly set her on her feet. "Go into the bedroom and lay on the bed face down."

He watched her for a moment, his anticipation at war with his protectiveness. "Are you sure anything?"

At her quick nod he pointed to the bed. "Then get on that bed like i said and spread your legs and arms."

She started to the bedroom, her hand sliding back to rub her ass. It still felt warm and only served to make the heat in the core of her being rise higher. Glancing back over her shoulder she winked before moving to the bed and laying down, arms outstretched and legs spread slightly.

Richie climbed onto the bed and hovered over Bri. "Raise up on all fours."

She pulled her arms in, placing palms flat on the mattress as she pushed up, her knees quickly following until she was in crawling position.Her hands twisted into the cover as she took a backwards glance, the intent look in his eyes making her breathing hitch. "Like this?"

"Very good you're learning." Richie grinned as he scooted up behind her then reached around to her blouse and unbuttoned it. His hands lifted each of her arms in turn tugging the blouse from her body before tossing it behind him. Running his hands over her breasts for a moment he worked his way to her skirt and with a minimum of moves had it sliding over her hips and along her legs, his head dipping down to nip at the silky skin of her thighs.

She shivered as his hands slid over her skin slow and teasing, and felt the slight trembles of desire turning into the shakes when she felt his teeth nipping along her skin. Taking a deep breath she managed to gasp, "wha..what now?"