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But as he left her apartment, he couldn’t stop thinking of her big green eyes and remembering how good it felt to hold her against him.
9
ADDISON
Addison sighed as she snuggled down in bed and tried to get to sleep. But there was too much to think about and sleep wouldn’t come. She kept replaying the whole night over and over in her head, analyzing it from every angle.
She still couldn’t believe that her stern Kindred boss had been so sweet and protective with her—and that he hadn’t gotten upset about her calling him “Daddy.” Although apparently, she wasn’t supposed to call him that ever again, she reminded herself. Butnotbecause it disgusted him—just because he’d made a vow not to take another bride after his wife had died.
Addison wondered what had happened to her. Did Courick blame himself for her death? Those were questions she would probably never get answered. Although shedidhave access to the Kindred personnel database…but no—it would be wrong to go digging there, no matterhowcurious she was. It was better to concentrate on the present and remember all the incredible details of her time with Courick that night.
She couldn’t forget the way he’d touched her so masterfully—he seemed to know just how to stroke her to make her come—which was not something she could say about any other man she’d ever been with. Most of them couldn’t find her clit with a map and a flashlight but Courick had known exactly where it was and how to stroke it. His light, teasing touch and his masterful finger-fucking afterwards had given her the most intense orgasms of her life and Addison couldn’t help wanting more.
You’re not going togetanymore, though,she reminded herself.Because he made that vow. And Commander Courick is NOT the kind of guy who breaks his vows.
But he had been willing tobendit a little, she thought, feeling marginally more hopeful. Maybe he’d be willing to bend it again at a later time.
It wasn’t just the way he’d played her pussy like a violin that kept her up, daydreaming about the big Kindred though. She was also remembering sitting in his lap and cuddling against his broad, bare chest. He smelled so good and then, when he’d tucked her into bed and kissed her forehead…
The memory brought all kinds of warm, gooey feelings and Addison felt like she was melting inside remembering the sweet, tender kiss. The short, bristly hairs of his beard and mustache had tickled and scratched, but his lips had been soft and he had lingered there, leaning over her and cupping her cheek…
“Oh, damn,” she sighed, rolling over on her side and readjusting her pillow. Before tonight, she’d only had a crush on her Kindred boss. Now she feared she was close to actually falling in love with him, which wasn’t right because it couldn’t lead anywhere…could it?
Addison didn’t know, but she couldn’t stop wishing that she could have Commander Courick as more than a boss. She wanted him as a lover and a friend…but most of all, as a Daddy.
But she was afraid that was a wish that could never come true.
10
COURICK
Courick didn’t even try to sleep when he got home. Instead, he got onto the human Internet and began scanning it for articles about BDSM—specifically about Age Play. Addison had given him a good idea of what it involved, but he wanted more information and perspective.
He found more than he was looking for because after reading numerous articles, he happened to click on some Age Play “scenes” that were sexual in nature.
One in particular held his attention. It was a human male and female in a bed chamber together. The male was dressed in a suit but the female was topless and wearing nothing but a lacy little skirt that came down to her mid thighs.
The video he was watching didn’t show the players’ faces, which had been blurred out, but Courick could hear their voices with no problem.
“Come here!” The male was sitting in a chair and he pointed at the female who came to him at once.
“Yes, Sir?” Her voice was high and vulnerable—it reminded Courick of the tone Addison had used when she asked him to check under her bed for monsters. “Is something wrong?” she asked.
“Yes, something’s wrong! You’ve been a naughty girl—a verybadgirl. And it’s time you were punished for your naughtiness,” the male exclaimed. “Which means I’m going to have to take you over my knee and spank you.”
“Oh, Daddy—do you reallyhaveto spank me?” The woman didn’t sound upset at all at the prospect of a spanking, Courick thought. Her voice was high and breathless with anticipation and desire.
“I’m afraid so. Now take off your panties and bend over my knee,” the human male demanded.
The woman complied with no delay. Shimmying out of a pair of lacy white panties, she kicked them aside and lay submissively over one of the male’s knees with her generous ass in the air for him.
Gods!Courick shifted uneasily. His cock was hard again. Why was this affecting him so much? Was it the woman’s willing submission? The way she gave herself without question and trusted the male she was with to either please or punish her at will? Why should the idea of a female submitting be so arousing? He tried to push the question away and just watch the scene playing out on his laptop.
“All right now—I’m going to give your ass a hard spanking and if you’re not good, I’ll have to spank your pussy too,” the human male warned. “It’s the only way to make you a good girl again.”
“Yes, Sir,” the woman murmured. She made no attempt to shield herself as the male raised her lacy skirt.
Once the spanking began, however, she began twisting and moaning.
