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  He came straight toward us. The wind pushed at him, but he stayed upright.

  He scooped me up and sat me on my feet. “Are you injured?”

  “No,” I yelled. “But there’s something wrong with her.”

  “I’ll get her.” He picked the girl up, and slung her over his shoulder, and then he wrapped his other arm around me. The wind was steadily battering the house, but it stayed intact.

  The rain beat down on us. The droplets were so hard they stung our skin like needles. We slogged forward, until we finally reached the porch. I grabbed onto the railing and pulled myself up, so Luke could concentrate on getting the girl inside.

  Once she was inside, he laid her on the rug.

  “Should I call 911?” I wasn’t sure if they could get here, not with the streets flooding, but I could try.

  The girl rolled her head toward me and waved her arm. She finally spoke. “No. I don’t need that.”

  Luke got right down in her face. “Hey. Look at me.”

  Rain dripped down into the foyer. While I've been out, another one of the windows busted, even through the boards. I was so grateful Luke had not been hit by a splintered board.

  “Do you know your name?” he asked.

  “It’s Madelyn,” she said.

  “Good. Now, are you here with your family?” Luke asked.

  She pushed herself up, and sat there dripping on the rug. She still looked dazed, but not quite as incoherent. “No. I came with friends.”

  “Where are they right now?”

  “I don’t know.” A sob left her throat. “We dared each other to swim in the storm. I’m sorry.”

  I rubbed her back. I knew how I would feel if one of my sisters was missing. There might be several people frantic over her disappearance. “Do you have someone I can call?”

  She knew her parents’ phone number, and Luke called them.

  Now that we knew she didn’t need an ambulance, I went to get some dry clothes for her, and a blanket. Luke helped her up, and I took her into the bathroom. I started the shower for her, and gave her one of the toothbrushes we kept on hand for guests.

  I closed the curtain, but stayed in the bathroom in case she started to feel badly again.

  She managed to shower, and brush her teeth, and then I helped her get dressed. Once she was clean and warm, she sat on the couch while I fixed her a glass of sweet tea and a cheese sandwich.

  She ate and I stayed with her while Luke picked up the debris on the front porch. I watched him work through the shattered window. I would never get tired of looking at his broad shoulders as they stretched across his t-shirt, and the muscles in his back flexed as he lifted the tree limbs away from the porch and tossed them into a pile.

  I wanted to help him, but I didn’t want to leave Madelyn alone.

  He’d saved Madelyn’s life, and then he’d saved mine too. I was really starting to fall for this amazing man.

  Chapter Ten

  Luke

  The fury when I realized Eden had gone outside was all-consuming. That rage had quickly morphed into fear, as I realized just how bad the storm outside had gotten.

  Thank God the door had blown open, or I might not have known she was out there.

  When I’d rushed out the door and seen her on the ground on her hands and knees next to a girl, my heart had stopped. I was fortunate she was right in front of the hotel.

  The girl’s name was Madelyn, and she was eighteen. She’d been out swimming with her friends, on purpose, when they’d gotten separated. She’d swallowed some water, and gotten confused.

  It took her parents an hour to arrive, but they were thrilled to see her.

  “She probably needs to see a doctor when you can get to a clinic,” I said.

  They thanked us over and over, and then finally they were gone, and I was alone with Eden again. I sent her to shower, and I gave her a pair of shorts and one of my sweatshirts to wear. I hoped it would comfort her a little, as she dealt with the punishment I was about to deliver to her cute little bottom.

  When she came back from the shower with her hair clean and damp, and the oversized sweatshirt covering her hands, I was certain she could sense my displeasure.

  I didn’t wait for her to speak. I pointed at the couch, even though it was slightly damp from the busted window. “Sit.”

  She sat, and folded her hands into her lap.

  Most women would have already resisted my command, but not my beautiful Eden. I would try not to be too harsh.

  “First of all, I admire that you wanted to help someone. You have a big heart, and you’re a great person.” Her mouth opened. I held up my hand. “But. You disobeyed me.”

  “I couldn't leave her out there!” Eden protested.

  “Again, I admire that you didn’t want to leave her. But what happened when you got out there?” I asked.

  Eden’s eyes dropped to her lap. “I couldn’t lift her off the ground.”

  “Right.” I crossed my arms. “What should you have done?”

  Her beautiful eyes looked up and met mine. “I should have found you.”

  “Correct. Because what did I tell you to do?”

  “Not to leave the house.”

  “Exactly,” I said.

  Her pretty mouth turned down at the corner. “I’m sorry.”

  “I'm very glad to hear that,” I said. “Now, I’m going to have to punish you.”

  Her head shot up. “Punish me?”

  “Yes. When I give you clear instructions and you deliberately disobey, then I have to punish you. I need to be able to trust that you’ll listen next time.”

  Her mouth trembled and her voice got higher pitched. “I will. I promise. You don’t need to do anything else.”

  I made my voice sterner in response to the rise in her tone. “I want you to remember this. There’s no talking your way out of it.”

  “What’s the punishment?” she asked in a trembling voice.

  “I’m going to spank you.”

  Her mouth fell open. “Spank me?”

  “Yes. Have you ever been spanked?”

  “Not since I was a kid.”

  I held out my hand. “Come with me.” I was going to do this in the bedroom. I sat down in the armchair and motioned her over. I patted my lap. “Right here.”

  She walked toward me, taking very deliberate steps. She looked apprehensive but not scared.

  “Take your pants off,” I said.

  She froze. “What?”

  “I’ll be spanking your bare bottom. I’m planning to use my hand, but if you question me again, I’ll get the hairbrush.”

  Her hands shook as she unbuttoned her shorts. With unsteady fingers she pushed her shorts down. Once they were off she folded them and placed them on the bed. She left her panties on, which was fine, I’d be the one to pull them down.

  Today she had on a lacy pink pair of bikini briefs. They were so cute on her, it was almost a shame for me to take them off. But having her naked was even better.

  I patted the spot on my legs where I wanted her chest. “Over my lap.”

  She eyed my lap and then slowly lowered her body until she was face down. Her bottom was tilted up, right in the perfect spot for my hand.

  “I’m going to remove your panties now.”

  I thought I heard her gulp. “Yes sir.”

  Up until that point, my cock hadn’t been hard. I’d been terrified first, then furious. But now that she was safe, and she was over my lap with her bare bottom turned up, arousal rushed over me. She was clean and smelled like the coconut shampoo I’d bought for her bathroom.

  I did nothing to hide my erection. I probably couldn’t have concealed it even if I wanted to.

  I pushed the lacy fabric down. “Because you put yourself in danger, you’ll get fifteen licks,” I said. “If you risk your life again, especially when I’ve instructed you not to, you’ll get twenty, and ten will be with a hairbrush.”

  She shuddered, even though I hadn’t l
aid a hand on her yet.

  Now all her creamy skin was spread out, right in front of me. I let my eyes rove over her lower back, her round bottom, her firm thighs, her well-shaped calves and her delicate ankles. It took all of my willpower to lift my hand into the air to spank her, when I’d prefer to be parting those secret folds and pushing my finger into that sweet pussy.

  But, she had to learn a lesson. I brought my hand down on her backside with a hard smack.

  She cried out. She flailed, and her hands came up off the floor, and grabbed at my legs.

  “No. You may not move,” I said. I grabbed her hands and pulled them behind her back. I held her wrists firmly in my hand. “I’ll have to tie you down to the bed if you can’t stay still, and I’ll have to double the number of licks.”

  I didn’t want to do that, but she was going to have to learn to listen to me. “Do you understand?”

  “Yes sir,” she replied, and her voice wavered and broke and the last syllable.

  “I’m going to start again.” The sound of my palm smacking her ass rang out nine more times. She began to cry on the fifth lick, and her shoulders began to shake with sobs on the seventh.

  By the ninth, she had gone still, and as the spanking neared its end, I noticed her rocking her hips, in small hitches. Was she turned on? It was common for some submissive people to get turned on during a punishment spanking. And since this was her first, she’d have no way of knowing.

  Still gripping her wrists in my hand, I pushed her legs apart so I could inspect her most private parts. Sure enough, there between her legs, her folds glistened with slick.

  With two fingers, I parted those slick folds. Her pussy was pink and ripe, ready for fucking with my fingers, even if she wasn’t ready for my cock yet. But, I wasn’t going to allow her to associate punishment with a reward.

  I pushed my finger into her entrance.

  She gasped.

  “You’re ready to come,” I said.

  “Yes sir.”

  “You are not allowed to come. Not without my express consent.” In the future, I could order her a chastity device. One that had a locking panel over her clit and pussy, to take away the temptation.

  I pictured her wearing it under her sundress, and taking her out on a date, knowing her sweet pussy was locked away, accessible only with my permission.

  I’d have her wear it while she worked, and I’d tease her by pinching her nipples. But chastity games were advanced, and she was still so innocent. She wasn’t ready for that; especially not before I’d even put my cock inside her pussy.

  “What?” she asked. “Why?”

  I tapped her red behind with my free hand. “Was that an argument? I can apply some more spankings if I need to.”

  She shook her head with vigor. “No sir.”

  “You aren’t going to be allowed to come now, and you are not allowed to touch yourself either. Do you understand?”

  I plunged my finger back into her pussy. “You misbehaved. I won’t tolerate it. But, you’ve accepted your punishment, and you’re forgiven. But, that doesn’t mean you’re going to get any pleasure.”

  She hung her head.

  I pulled my finger out. It was dripping wet. I rubbed over her clit. She writhed and moaned, but taking pity on her, I pulled my hand away. “You’re about to go help me finish hand washing the dishes, and I’ll be keeping an eye on you, to make sure you don’t touch yourself.

  “Thank you sir.”

  I helped her up, making sure she was steady on her feet. She looked adorable with my giant sweatshirt covering her body. “Before we go, go lie down on the bed. I’m going to rub some lotion on your bottom.”

  Her face was bright red, just like her bottom.

  She’s new to this. Remember Luke, you haven’t even fucked her.

  I smoothed my hand over her cheeks. Her eyes were puffy, but she wasn’t crying now. “Are you okay sweetheart?”

  She nodded. “Yes sir. I’m fine.”

  Satisfied that she was telling the truth, I helped her lie down. I retrieved a bottle of aloe lotion from the bathroom. I’d bought this for sunburns, but it would work just as well for a spanked bottom. She settled on the bed and tucked her hands under her face. I brushed her hair from her face. She looked content, considering the events of the last few hours.

  I hoped the spanking was just as much of a release for her as it was for me. Her sweatshirt rode up a little, showing off her pink bottom. I sat next to her and rubbed my hand over her lower back and she made a little humming sound. I squeezed some of the aloe onto my palm, and began to rub it into her skin.

  She hissed, but I kept rubbing. Like I told her, I didn’t want this to be too pleasant for her. I wanted her to associate her sore bottom with a punishment, and remember what would happen when she jeopardized her safety.

  She made a few more pleased humming sounds, and by the time I was finished she had fallen asleep. Instead of waking her I covered her with a sheet and let her sleep. I meant what I said about admiring her. I really did value how brave and courageous she was. She hadn’t hesitated to try and save that girl. People like that were rare in the business world I’d come from.

  I never wanted to discourage her generous heart, but I wanted to teach her some self-preservation. The adrenaline that had spiked in my blood finally settled down as well, and I lay down next to her and watched her sleep.

  We’d both survived her first punishment. She’d taken it well, and hopefully it had made us closer, as well as teaching her a real lesson.

  Chapter Eleven

  Eden

  When Luke told me he was going to spank me, my heart felt like it was going to bust out of my chest. I’ve never been spanked before. Initially it was a horrifying feeling.

  I thought I might die of humiliation as he tipped me over his lap and pulled my panties off. He applied his hand to my bottom and over again. But, as the spanking progressed, I started to feel better. How the Hell did that make sense?

  When he’d pressed his finger into my body I’d nearly come undone. Nothing had ever felt that good. After he’d applied ten licks to my body, he guided me to the bed and rubbed lotion all over me.

  I fell asleep, and when I woke up, he was gazing at me with a kind expression.“Feeling better?” he asked.

  “Yes sir.”

  “Now you’re going to learn how to really suck my cock.”

  “I thought that I had,” I said.

  “No. What you did before didn’t count as sucking my cock. That was me rubbing my cock in your mouth.”

  That seemed like semantics to me, but what did I know? Luke was the expert, and I wasn’t going to push my luck right after a spanking.

  “Get undressed. Kneel on the floor,” he said. “Push your shoulders back. Now, unbutton my pants and take my cock out.”

  With a pounding heart and butterflies in my stomach, I did as he asked.

  “Good. Now wrap one hand around the base of my cock.”

  I did that too. I had to pause and take a deep breath. I was touching his cock. It was so wide I almost couldn't wrap my hand around it. I kept my touch light, getting used to the hard flesh that got even harder as I gripped it.

  “Now put your lips over the tip, and try making a humming noise,” he said.

  With my lips, I tasted his cock again. I’d read about the humming in a magazine article. Supposedly the humming sensation felt really good to the man. And, I’d never minded someone giving me step by step instructions, but it had never turned me on either. With Luke, every command sent a jolt of passion that swirled in my belly and then headed straight down to my pussy.

  “Good girl. You’re doing so well. Now wrap your lips around your teeth, so you don’t scrape my cock. Some guys like that. I don’t -- unless I tell you directly to do it.”

  His praise was exactly what I needed; it even made my skin tingle. And, I was getting so aroused, just from hearing him tell me what to do, as well as from having his big cock in my hand. I reall
y needed him to let me come. He denied me after the spanking. I understood why, but he’d left me desperate and longing to be satisfied. I squirmed trying to get some friction against my clit.

  He tangled his hand in my hair and pulled my head back. “What are you doing? Are you trying to rub yourself off?“

  There was no way I was going to lie to him. “Yes sir,” I said. “I’m sorry.”

  “Don’t move. Do you need me to spank you again?” he asked.

  “No Luke. I’ll be still.”

  “Good.” He took my cheeks between his big hands, and he started to guide my head back and forth in a steady rhythm. “Okay. Now. You keep that rhythm going, and then when I’m ready, I’m going to come down your throat.”

  I hummed, and he responded with a groan.

  He stood still, and I followed his lead, working myself up into a frenzy of need as his thick cock filled my mouth. His hand tangled in my hair again. “Okay good. Now, you be still, and I’m going to fuck your mouth.”

  His explicit words resonated in my brain. I wanted him to come. I wanted it, just as I wanted his cock filling me up.

  I closed my eyes, and did my best to hold my mouth the way he’d shown me. Within minutes, his hips stilled. “Eden, sweetheart, I’m going to come.”

  I inhaled, bracing myself, and his hot come filled my mouth. I swallowed greedily, hoping I’d made him feel as good as he made me feel.

  He scooped me up into his arms and kissed me right on the mouth. “You are amazing, honey. That was your first time to suck cock, and you made me come so hard.” He carried me into his bedroom, and laid me on his bed.

  “You’re going to sleep in here with me tonight. I don’t want you alone after such a crazy day.” He went to the dresser and pulled out a silk ribbon. He took my wrists into his, and tied them together with a loose bow. “I’m going to tie your hands together to remind you not to touch your aching pussy.” He kissed me on the cheek, and pulled the covers up to my shoulders. “But if you need to, you can just yank the end of the ribbon and it will come undone, do you understand?”