Quarantined With the Cowboy
Kitty Jones
Copyright 2020
Chapter One
“Once upon a time, there was a little girl who
went to sleep exactly when she was asked to. The
end.” Meredith set the book down in her lap and
looked pointedly at the little girl sitting up in her
bed.
“That’s not how the story goes,” Alice said
pointedly.
“How do you know?” Meredith blinked
innocently at her charge. “You’ve never read it.”
“I’ve read enough,” Alice mumbled.
“Either way, it’s time for bed.” Meredith was
firm. She didn’t want to be. Nobody wanted to be
firm with a sweet little girl. That was her job,
though. Alice’s father paid Meredith a lot of money
to live at their ranch and to make sure things went
smoothly. He was away a lot on business, and he
was constantly working. As a single dad, he just
didn’t have the time to offer Alice that she needed.
That was where Meredith came in.
Sometimes her job was very difficult, but most
of the time, it was enjoyable enough. Alice was a
good little girl, and despite the fact that she hated
bedtime, Meredith really couldn’t blame her. After
all, going to bed sucked.
Period.
Meredith in particular was quite bad about
going to sleep on time. Even though Daniel, Alice’s
father, tried to institute a strict everyone-goes-to-
sleep-by-ten policy, that just didn’t work for
Meredith. Like a naughty kitten, she was sneaky.
Only, she didn’t sneak food or string. She sneaked
books. Long after Meredith told her employer and
his child she was going to bed, she’d lay in bed
reading. She’d browse book after book on her
Kindle and just let herself become totally immersed
in imaginary worlds.
And oh, she loved it.
Meredith loved getting swept away in magical
worlds where the Daddy Doms spanked their littles,
where the service submissives were always
rewarded, and where the Dommes always found
true love in their submissives. She loved reading
about secret underground BDSM clubs, and she
loved touching herself to stories where good lovers
were rewarded and naughty submissives were
spanked.
Okay, so maybe Meredith needed to get off of
the ranch more often. She did, honestly. She went
to coffee shops and playdates. She went to the store
and she went to meetups with friends. Sometimes
she even went to dinner by herself, but most of the
time, she didn’t. She liked staying around the
house. She loved it, even.
There were so many wonderful things that she
liked about being on the ranch, but sometimes,
Meredith felt really lonely. Maybe she should start
dating, but that would take time and energy she
didn’t have.
“I don’t want to go to bed,” Alice said again.
“Sorry, kiddo.” Meredith pulled the covers up
to Alice’s chin and tucked the blankets in around
her.
“It’s so early,” Alice yawned. “I’m not even
tired.”
“I know.”
“It’s not fair,” Alice protested.
“It’s Daddy’s rule,” Meredith pointed out, but
Alice just frowned at her.
“It’s a stupid rule,” she whispered, hissing the
words.
“Don’t let him hear you say that,” Meredith
smirked, winking at Alice. Alice smiled back at her.
Now it was like they had a little secret just for the
two of them.
Meredith knew exactly how the 8-year-old felt.
She was frustrated with having to go to bed earlier
than her friends, but it couldn’t be helped.
Besides, Alice had to get up early for school
the next day. Getting a good night’s rest was
important.
“It’s going to be fine,” Meredith told her.
“Not likely,” Alice sighed. “You know how my
dad is.”
“Yeah,” Meredith agreed. “I know.”
She left the room then and quietly closed the
door. She paused in the hallway for a minute,
listening to make sure Alice didn’t get out of bed
and grab her tablet to start playing with it. Meredith
really couldn’t blame her if she tried to sneak
games after curfew, but it would be Meredith’s ass
on the line if Alice stepped out and disobeyed.
Once she was satisfied that Alice was actually
in bed, Meredith went downstairs. She headed into
the kitchen to make a snack before she, too, turned
in for the night. Daniel wasn’t in yet, so she had the
place to herself. It wasn’t unusual for him to work
late nights, but on nights like tonight, Meredith
worried more than she should.
There were a few pretty bad cases ofa new
virus going around. She didn’t want to be a worrier,
but she was anxious. A few schools had shut down
in other states, and she wondered if they were
going to be next. It would be unfortunate if Alice
had to stay home from school, even for a few days.
Alice loved her classmates and her teacher was
fantastic.
There was a lot of talk on social media about
everything that was happening, but Meredith
couldn’t tell if she was worrying too much, too
little, or just the right amount. She opened the
fridge to see what was inside.
“Turkey and cheese it is,” she said, pulling the
ingredients from the fridge. She grabbed a couple of
slices of white bread from a bag, put them on a
plate, and carefully layered her cheese and turkey.
One layer of cheese, one layer of turkey, and then
she repeated that. It was something Meredith’s
mom had always done when she was a kid, and
Meredith had loved it.
Loved it.
Now, even after her mom was gone, Meredith
liked finding ways to remember her. What better
way to remember her mom than with her favorite
treats and snacks?
Meredith took her plate into the living room.
Daniel still wasn’t back, so there was not going to
be anyone to tell her she couldn’t eat on the fancy
couch. It wasn’t that she was a huge rebel, but…
Well, Meredith liked lounging around.
She liked eating on the couch.
She liked being busy and she liked working
hard, but sometimes, at the end of a long, hard day,
she didn’t want to worry about anything except just
unwinding.
She set her phone on the coffee table and
pulled up her favorite news app. Instantly, a
reporter started talking about new cases of the virus
that had been popping up all around their state.
“Shit,” she muttered, shaking her head. She bit
into the sandwich as she stared at the news,
mesmerized by it. She really couldn’t look away
even though she wanted to. People in some places
were fighting over things like toilet paper and hand
sanitizer. Everyone wanted to get ahead of the
virus. Everyone wanted to be one step ahead of
everything.
The news reporter started talking about ways to
minimize the spread of infection. Things like
handwashing and avoiding public events were
supposed to be important. Despite the casual
reassurances that everything was going to be okay,
however, Meredith felt uncomfortable at everything
that was happening. She wondered if they should
try to go buy toilet paper, too.
Maybe some bottled water?
She’d never prepped for any sort of pandemic
event before, so she didn’t even know where to
start. Daniel was sort of a prepper. He had a pantry
at the house and some supplies in the basement, but
those were all for snowstorms.
What were they supposed to do if they got
sick?
She bit into her sandwich and kept watching. A
couple of crumbs dropped onto her lap, but she
brushed them off. She could vacuum tomorrow.
Daniel wasn’t going to be sitting down on the couch
and hanging out when he got home from work. No,
he’d do what he always did. He’d come inside, kick
off his boots, and go upstairs to bed.
It was unfortunate, really, that he never wanted
to hang out. Not that she could blame him. After
all, Meredith was just the help. She didn’t want to
be, though. Nope. Not at all. She wanted to be so
much more than the help. She wanted to be wild
and sexy and slutty for Daniel. She knew all about
his bedroom activities, and that was part of the
reason she’d started reading BDSM novels.
She knew he was a Dominant.
She knew that Daniel liked to tie women up
and spank them and fuck them.
The idea should be repulsive to Meredith, but it
wasn’t. Instead, it made her feel…
Excited.
“You dropped a piece of turkey.”
A deep voice sounded from behind Meredith,
startling her, and she jumped, dropping her entire
sandwich and the plate. The glass shattered as it hit
the coffee table and then bounced to the floor.
Slices of shredded turkey went…everywhere.
It was him.
Oh fuck.
It was him.
Why was he home now?
Why hadn’t he gone to bed?
And why, oh why, did Meredith suddenly wish
he’d punish her for her bad behavior with a
spanking?
“Sorry,” she managed to get out. Somehow, it
was the only word she could say, and it didn’t seem
to be nearly good enough.
Sorry.
It was the type of word she knew was
appropriate to use in a situation, but somehow, it
didn’t seem to cover everything she ought to be
saying.
Sorry.
“Sorry?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.
Meredith let her eyes roam Daniel’s toned body. He
was a cowboy through-and-through. There was no
doubt about that, no question. He was wearing a
flannel and jeans with a belt buckle as big as her
hand. His feet were in socks. He’d obviously taken
his boots off by the door to avoid tracking mud
through the house.
“Yes,” she whispered, looking back at his eyes.
She wanted to lick her lips. Fuck, she wanted to,
but she somehow managed to convince her body to
listen to her, just this once.
“Meredith, what’s the house policy on food in
the living room?” He asked, raising an eyebrow,
and she wondered what she was supposed to say
now. He seemed to think that her transgression was
a pretty big deal, and unfortunately, that didn’t
bode well with her. She was a good employee and
an incredible nanny. She was always doing
everything he asked her to. In fact, she never took
time off from her job. Raising Alice was her entire
life, and she liked it that way.
What more did he want from her?
Was he really going to flip her shit because
she’d gotten a couple of fucking crumbs on his
carpet?
It wasn’t like Daniel was going to be bending
over backwards to clean up the living room, either,
and there wasn’t some sort of live-in maid or
anyone who dropped by to tidy up. Nope. All of
those responsibilities fell to Meredith, and she
never complained about it.
Ever.
Yet here he was, marching in after a long day
and demanding that she be perfect.
Well, fuck that.
Meredith had been demure, and she’d been
kind, and she’d – mostly – listened to his rules, but
things were about to change. They had to. She was
ready for them to.
She stood up, ignoring the crumbs, and the
spilled sandwich, and the broken plate, and she
turned to him. She put her hands on her hips, and
she felt her breasts bounce a little when she did.
Sure enough, Daniel’s eyes flicked – just for a
second – to her bosom.
“What the fuck is your problem?” She snapped.
Daniel looked stunned.
She’d seen him angry with his workers, and
he’d always been patient despite his frustrations.
She’d seen him with his dates and she’d watched
them disappear back into his “private quarters,”
which she knew was a code for sex dungeon. She
even had seen him when he was frustrated with his
daughter, but she’d never seen him like this.
She’d never seen him look quite this shocked.
Not like this.
His eyes narrowed quickly, though, and he
moved swiftly to her, grabbed her ponytail, and
yanked it backwards before she knew what was
happening.
“Ouch!” She cried out, but he didn’t let go. He
just looked into her eyes, staring at her, and he
watched her. His hold was tight and firm, and he
didn’t show any signs of relenting.
“Try again, princess,” he said.
“Try what again?”
“Try speaking to me again. This time, be
polite.”
“Okay, what the fuck is your problem, sir?”
She hissed at him. She added the sir as a sort of jab.
He wasn’t her Dominant. She didn’t have one of
those. She knew all about them, though, from her
books and her stories and her fantasies. She spent
most of her nights fantasizing about the men and
women from the books she read, but she was
embarrassed to admit that Daniel was the star of
most of her fantasies.
At least, the ones that got her off were all
starring him.
Before she could register what was happening,
he was on the couch and pulled her over his lap.
Then he started spanking her on the ass swiftly and
sharply.
“Ouch!” She shrieked, and she wiggled to get
away, but he placed his hand on her back and held
her there. Her think tank top barely covered her
breasts or tummy and her pajama pants did nothing
to protect her bottom from his fierce hand.
He ignored her protests and he spanked her
over and over until she stopped fighting him,
relaxed against his legs, and started to quietly cry.
Why had she mouthed off against him?
She shouldn’t have.
She should have been a good girl and been
polite to him. After all, it wasn’t that big of a deal,
right? It was a broken plate and a spilled meal. She
could easily clean it up and put it away. She should
have just apologized for real, cleaned it up, and
gone to bed, but she hadn’t. She’d been irritated
about the news of the virus spreading throughout
the country, and she’d taken that anger out on
Daniel.
“You were rude to me,” he said, spanking her
over and over. Although his voice sounded forced
and tough, she was lucid enough to realize that his
spanking was controlled and methodical. He had a
rhythm set in the way that he spanked her. He
paddled her like it didn’t bother him. He wasn’t
upset about this. Judging by the way his hard cock
was poking into her tummy, she’d say that he was
actually enjoying it.
“I’m sorry,” she said, but it came out messy
and sloppy because she was crying.
Oh, she didn’t want to sob.
Not now: not for him.
She didn’t want to offer Daniel her tears, but
apparently, that was a huge problem because he
was taking them, anyway. He was spanking her like
nothing else mattered at the moment, and she knew
that it didn’t.
He had nowhere to be. He had all night, in fact,
so Meredith just closed her eyes and let the
spanking come.
Chapter Two
He hadn’t been expecting the demure little
nanny to sass him, but Daniel wasn’t exactly sorry
that she had. He wasn’t sure what had come over
him when he decided to spank her, but he
recognized bratty behavior for what it was, and he
instantly knew that Meredith needed – and wanted
– some firm boundaries in place.
He’d instituted a lot of rules for her so that she
knew exactly where the lines were in their
relationship. He had given her a bedtime and he
had strict rules for how she spent her days, but he’d
done that because Meredith was the type of person
who flourished under a routine.
She needed that, and even though he wasn’t
her Dom, he’d given her a routine that she liked,
and she’d done wonderfully with it.
But lately, she’d been agitated.
He thought he knew why. Everyone had been
agitated. Hell, the entire world had been agitated.
People had been frustrated with the government’s
lack of response to the viral outbreaks happening
across the country. He was frustrated, too.
Everyone was.
But he also knew something that Meredith
didn’t: something that was going to change
everything.
He stopped spanking her when he felt she was
finished. Her body had relaxed against his lap, and
she’d finally started to cry. Good. Some
submissives needed that release, and he knew
perfectly well that she was, indeed, a submissive.
She had to be. He knew what naughty books she’d
been reading and he knew that she stayed up late
and read them. She probably touched herself to the
stories. He didn’t have any proof of that, but he
suspected.
He knew about her reading habits because he’d
seen the books on her Kindle once. She’d handed
him the Kindle, passing it out of the way while she
was clearing off a table, and he’d glanced down at
it. He hadn’t meant to snoop or pry, but he’d been
surprised when he’d spotted a device full of books
by Tara Crescent, Golden Angel, Sophie Stern,
Cherise Sinclair, and Lexi Blake. There had even
been a couple of Renee Rose spanking romances
on there.
Hot stuff, he knew, and he was more than a
little turned on knowing that Meredith liked that
sort of thing.
He pulled her up to a sitting position, but kept
Meredith on his lap. She looked up at him, blinking.
Her face was wet: covered with tears and slobber
from her crying.
“Why were you mouthy with me?” He asked.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, closing her eyes.
He cupped her chin and tilted it up. She opened
her eyes and looked right into his.
“Not what I asked.”
“But I apologized.”
“Meredith, I want to know why you were short
with me.”
She looked like she might lie. She looked like
she might make something up: like she might tell
him a story that wasn’t exactly completely true. If
she did that, he’d be disappointed because it would
mean punishing her again and oh, he really, really
didn’t want to spend any time punishing this
submissive.
He wanted to spend his time playing with her.
It would be wildly inappropriate, he knew: a
cowboy and a nanny, but it would be fine. It would
be more than fine, actually: it would be great. He’d
had a crush on her for the longest time, but he’d
never worked up the nerve to approach her about
starting a relationship. Oh, he suspected that she
might be open to the BDSM elements of his life,
but he’d never been ready to cross that boundary.
Until tonight.
Until tonight when she mouthed off to him and
made it clear that she was willing to change
everything.
“I’m anxious,” she finally said, and he knew it
was the truth.
“About what?”
“About the news,” she gestured to her phone,
which was no longer playing whatever video she’d
been watching.
“What about it?”
“This virus stuff,” she said.
“It’s definitely a lot to take in,” he said slowly.
“Yeah, and now some cities are quarantining
people, and closing down schools.” She shook her
head and looked at him. “What if they close Alice’s
school? What will she do? She loves school.”
So that was it, was it?
The little nanny was concerned about his
daughter.
She was worried, but not for herself: no, never
for herself. She was much too kind for that. Sweet
Meredith was worried for little Alice, and that kind
of warmed Daniel’s icy heart.
“Meredith, I need to tell you something.”
He didn’t apologize for spanking her without
her explicit consent. He wasn’t going to apologize
for that. Meredith had needed that spanking. Hell,
she’d craved it, and she was nestled up against him
now like it was the most perfect thing in the world.
He knew that in some worlds, what he had done
had been wrong: unforgivable, even.
He’d never promised that he was a good man,
though.
He’d never said he was a good guy.
“What?” She instantly tensed again, which
basically undid all of the good he thought he’d
accomplished with her spanking.
“I got a call from the school district on my way
home from the feed store. They’re closing all of the
schools down for two weeks. One of the students at
the elementary school came down with the virus, so
they’re sending everyone home just to make sure
nobody else gets it.”
“What?” She whispered, shaking her head.
“How can that be? Are we okay?”
“We’re fine,” he said. “But we’ve got a
skeleton crew on the ranch for the next two weeks.
No one is going to be up here at the main house but
us, and I’d like you and Alice to stay home.”
“What about food?” She asked. “We need
groceries. We’re almost out of milk, and Alice
needs her milk.”
“First of all, Alice would be more than fine
without milk,” Daniel smiled. “But I have
groceries. I stopped by the supermarket after I got
the phone call.”
“Was it a madhouse?” She whispered.
“By the time I left, it was starting to get a little
crazy,” he admitted. “But I beat the rush, and
we’ve got everything we need for the next two
weeks. Plus, we have the pantry.”
“What are you saying?” She asked, looking at
him. “Are you telling me that we’re going to be
stuck together in the house?”
“Do you have somewhere important you’d
rather be?” He asked, smiling at her. He looked at
her gently even though he probably didn’t have the
right to look at her that way. She wasn’t his, after
all. She wasn’t his doll or his toy. She wasn’t his
submissive.
He wanted her to be, though.
He’d wanted that for a very long time.
“No,” she said.
“Then what’s the problem?”
“It’s kind of scary, don’t you think?” She
whispered.
“What? Being quarantined?”
“Yes.”
Only, she wasn’t looking at him like she was
scared of being stuck at the house or on the ranch.
They weren’t going to be locked up in the house,
after all. They were safe on the ranch. They were
around people. They were alone. Isolated.
So what was she scared of?
“Meredith, are you scared of me?” He asked
gently, but he didn’t want to know. He didn’t want
to know if she was afraid of him because that might
completely break his heart.
“What? No!” She sounded shocked.
“Then what is it?”
“Well,” she whispered, swallowing hard. She
looked at him and then she jumped up and started
pacing back and forth. She wrung her hands and
then finally, she stopped and looked at him.
“I let you spank me,” she said.
“Yes.”
“And I…I liked it, Daniel.”
Ah, there it was.
So she was scared of BDSM.
She was scared of domination.
She was scared of him.
Or maybe, she was scared of letting go. That
was probably more like it. Maybe she’d never been
in this type of relationship before. Perhaps she’d
never interacted with a Dom on a serious level.
Was that it? Was this her first time playing with
another person?
Or was she just nervous around him?
“What’s wrong with enjoying a spanking?” He
asked her softly. He sat perfectly still, not moving.
He could tell she was wildly nervous and
uncomfortable. He didn’t want to do anything that
was going to cause her pain or anxiety. Nope. He
didn’t want to make this wilting flower feel like she
couldn’t get the help she needed.
And he didn’t want her to think he was going to
hurt her against her will. That was the problem with
playing in the world he liked to play in. From the
outside, it was very easy to think that things looked
like abuse. In some cases, they were. Not for him,
though, and not with her. He would never hurt her
beyond what she could handle, and he would never
hurt her to be an asshole. He’d hurt her to give her
orgasms, though.
He’d hurt her to make her come.
“There’s a lot wrong with it,” she finally spoke,
but her voice was like a whisper, and he could
barely hear her.
“Are you trying to convince me or yourself,
sweetheart?” He asked gently.
“Myself.”
“Meredith?”
“Yes?”
“Was that your first spanking?” He asked her
carefully. He didn’t want to presume to know her
history or her story. He didn’t want to act like he
knew everything there was to know about her, but
he wanted to get to know her better, and he wanted
to know what he was in for.
She hesitated a moment too long, and he had
her answer.
So that was it.
She might not have been a virgin, but she was
new to this world. She was new to the idea of being
spanked and punished and played with.
Dominated.
Yet he saw something in her eyes that told him
she wasn’t completely new. She wasn’t a total
innocent. Not by a long shot, if he had to guess.
“Yes,” she finally said. “Yes, it was. And I
don’t think it was appropriate,” she added hastily.
“No,” he said carefully. “I suppose it wasn’t
very appropriate, was it?”
“No, it wasn’t.”
She looked at him and then her eyes caught the
broken plate.
“I’m sorry about the plate,” she said. “I’ll
replace it.”
“Don’t worry about the plate,” he said.
“You seemed upset.”
“No, I was upset that you disobeyed me and
then you got snarky with me.”
“You don’t like snarky girls?”
“There’s a time and a place for everything,
darlin’.”
“And at the end of the day isn’t the time to
misbehave,” she said carefully, looking at him. He
knew what she was doing. She was trying to figure
out where they stood. What was going to happen
between them? Was there room for something
sexual or romantic there?
Or was the spanking a one-off event?
Was it a one-time thing that wouldn’t happen
again?
“I’m not angry with you, but we are going to be
stuck together for two weeks.”
“Quarantine,” she sighed, and she shook her
head. “Who would have thought?”
“Nobody expected this,” he said. “Nobody.”
“I mean, I’ve heard in the news that this thing
is nuts,” she said. “But…well, I guess I didn’t
expect everything to happen so fast. This morning I
woke up, and my biggest concern was wondering
what I was going to make Alice for dinner.”
“Times have changed since then,” he said with
a smile. “Now, what do you say we get the plate
and food cleaned up? Then you can help me bring
the groceries in.”
“Okay.”
They worked together in silence. They picked
up the large pieces of the glass and the bits of food.
Then Meredith swept up the remaining shards and
Daniel grabbed a damp washcloth to rub over the
floor. He wanted to make sure there were no tiny
pieces of glass that any of them could step on. If
they were going to be stuck inside for a couple of
weeks, they’d be spending a lot of time around one
another. They weren’t going to have shoes on the
whole time, or at all, and stepping on glass could
mean a trip to the hospital.
That concerned him since there were already
rumors that local hospitals were filling up, and fast.
Who knew if there would be medical professionals
who could take care of smaller minor medical
problems like pieces of glass stuck in your foot?
He didn’t exactly want to be part of the
problem.
Once everything was cleaned up, they
unloaded the groceries and put them away. They
finished, and then he turned to Meredith.
“Are you still hungry?”
“What?”
“You didn’t get to finish your dinner.”
“Oh,” she looked toward the living room where
her phone still sat on the coffee table, and where
she had spilled the sandwich earlier.
“Meredith, are you hungry?”
She seemed distracted somehow, almost
anxious, but she finally shook her head.
“You know what? I’m okay.”
“If you’re sure. Otherwise, I can make you
something.”
“I’m fine,” she said. “I should probably go up
to bed.”
He looked her up and down. On the outside,
she was fine. On the inside, though? He wasn’t
really sure what exactly was going through her
head. Was she feeling anxious that he had spanked
her? Was she happy about it?
He should make her talk about it, but the truth
was that he wasn’t her Dom.
He wanted to be.
He’d wanted that for a very long time, but
tonight was the first time he’d ever crossed that line
with her. Now they had some tough decisions to
make, and the worst part was that they were going
to be quarantined together.
They’d have nothing to do but talk.
Chapter Three
Meredith couldn’t sleep.
She just kept thinking about him.
She closed her eyes, and he was there.
She opened them, and he was there.
What had happened tonight?
Oh, she knew perfectly well what had
physically happened. Her ass was still stinging, and
judging by the way she felt now, she figured she’d
still be tender in the morning.
What had come over Daniel that he’d decided
to just go all macho-man and spank her?
More importantly, why did she love it so much?
It had been everything she’d been craving from
a BDSM experience. It was sexy and wonderful,
but oh, it had hurt like a damn bitch. She’d
deserved it, too. She had pushed him, snapped at
him. Part of her had done it on purpose. She knew
exactly what he got up to with his lady friends, and
call it jealousy, or call it a suicide mission, she’d
wanted to know what that felt like.
Meredith had never really expected him to do
it, though. He’d gone all dark and deadly on her,
and he’d paddled her ass like she was a petulant
child.
And she’d enjoyed it.
Now, she dipped her fingers between her legs
and touched herself. It had been hours since it had
happened, and she was still wet and achy. Needy.
She wanted to be filled up with him. She wanted
him to touch her and play with her. She wanted to
touch him back.
But he was her boss.
Before tonight, she never really thought that he
had ever even noticed her. She’d always noticed
him, of course, but it was hard not to. He was
everything she had ever liked in the way a man
looked: tall, dark, beautiful.
There was more to him than just his good looks,
though.
He was also kind, and fierce, and he was gentle
when he wanted to be. He was an incredible dad,
she knew. He was always going above and beyond
to take care of Alice. Daniel would do anything for
his daughter, Meredith knew.
Anything.
Now, laying in the dark, she wondered what
was going to happen between them. They were
essentially locked up together for two full weeks.
That was a long time to sit at home and do nothing.
Then again, it wasn’t like she’d actually be doing
nothing.
She’d have things to do.
She’d have stuff.
She’d have everything she possibly needed and
more. But now there was a complication. She
wouldn’t just be hanging out and knitting or
crocheting things. Nope. Now she’d have him here,
and Daniel made her both excited and nervous.
And she didn’t know what was going to happen
next.
*
When Meredith woke up the next morning, she
exercised in her room for half an hour. Then she
took a shower, brushed her teeth, and got dressed.
Meredith stared at herself in the mirror for far too
long. Knowing that Daniel was going to be home
made her feel so many different things.
She was anxious and excited and…
Shit.
She was so aroused that she didn’t know what
to do.
That spanking had been so wonderfully
unexpected, but also so incredible. He had
completely dominated her. He had spanked her
hard. He hadn’t held back, and she had loved that
about it. She really liked everything about their
experience together, but especially that.
Always that.
Finally, she went to Alice’s room and knocked
on the door.
“Time to get up,” she said, turning the knob.
“Alice?” Meredith stepped into the room, but was
surprised to see that Alice wasn’t there at all. In
fact, the room was completely empty. The bed was
unmade, though, which let her know that Alice
hadn’t been gone for long.
Neither Daniel nor Meredith liked unmade beds
in the house. It was probably a psychological thing,
she knew, but having a made bed showed respect
for your home and for your belongings. It showed
that you cared enough about yourself and your
personal space to take just a few minutes to tidy it
up.
“Alice?”
Meredith checked the bathroom, but Alice
wasn’t to be seen. Maybe she had already gone
downstairs, but that was strange. In all of the years
Meredith had been working for their family, she’d
never known Alice to get up before her.
Then again, maybe things were going to change
now.
The outside world certainly was.
The virus that ravaged the world was scary in
many ways. Perhaps the biggest problem was
simply that it was unprecedented. No one knew
exactly what to expect with it. Nobody really
understood if it was going to die off over the
summer or if it was going to come back in a year.
Was it going to be seasonal, like the flu?
There was simply no way to tell.
No one had any answers, and Meredith found
that to be incredibly frustrating. The lack of
information, coupled with last-minute toilet paper
buying, made her feel like the entire world was in
chaos.
That was outside, though.
Today, she only had to deal with inside.
She only had to deal with Alice and Daniel. She
had to help Daniel come up with a plan for
educating Alice at home. They’d have to create a
schedule. One thing was for certain: they weren’t
going to just play this out by ear. That was how
fights started. Meredith had no interest in people
fighting because they were bored or couldn’t get
along.
Nope.
No how and no thanks.
She went downstairs and found Daniel in the
kitchen. Alice was sitting on one of the stools and
spinning back and forth.
“And that’s my second favorite Switch game,”
she was telling Daniel. “My third favorite Switch
game is Minecraft. It’s better than playing on the
PC and it’s really fun to play with other people.
Yesterday I built a house and today I’m going to
build a castle.”
“Wow,” Daniel said, glancing up at Meredith as
she entered. She didn’t miss the way his eyes
traveled quickly, yet discreetly, down her body. “It
sounds like you’re quite the Minecraft expert.”
“Uh-huh,” Alice said. “And my fourth favorite
Switch game is Zelda: Breath of the Wild.”
“I can’t wait to hear all about it,” Daniel said.
“Why don’t you go set the table for breakfast?
Then we’ll talk about it while we eat.”
“Okay!” Alice scurried off the stool and started
grabbing various pieces of flatware. Then she went
to the dining room and started setting the table.
“Good morning,” Daniel said.
“Hello,” Meredith replied.
She could feel herself blushing, and all they’d
done was exchange greetings.
Shit.
Was this how it was going to be?
Was this how things were going to go?
Because she wasn’t sure if she could handle
this. He was hot. Fuck, this guy was hot. He was
standing by the stove and he was only wearing his
pajama pants. No shirt. His abs were basically
rippling. It was like something from a porno, and
the worst part was that he seemed to know exactly
the effect he was having on her.
“Like what you see?” He asked. “I think
you’re drooling a little. Here.”
He stepped toward her. He had a spatula in one
hand, and he used the other hand to gently swipe at
the edge of her mouth.
Fuck.
Had she been drooling?
She hadn’t noticed.
He didn’t move his thumb, though. Instead, he
looked at her right in the eyes and he traced his
thumb over her lips. The gesture was, on the
surface, kind of weird, but it was doing so many
strange things to her body. Her pussy clenched,
tightening. What was this guy doing to her?
He paused with his thumb on the middle of her
bottom lip, and she felt herself opening her mouth
just a little.
What am I doing?
He slipped his thumb between her lips and she
sucked, licking it. She swirled her tongue around his
thumb. Her nipples tightened, and she started to
feel wet between her legs. He wasn’t even touching
her, and already, she was wildly turned on.
What would it be like to suck his cock?
It was a completely inappropriate thing to
think. It was totally wrong to be wondering about
her boss’ penis. It was Daniel, after all. He wasn’t
just some stranger. He was the guy who made sure
she stayed safe and that she had a place to live. He
was the one in charge of paying her. And he trusted
her.
He trusted her to watch his daughter and to
follow the rules of his home.
Was her fantasy a betrayal of that trust?
She heard Alice returning and Meredith
stepped back, away from Daniel’s naughty fingers.
Meredith had never sucked on a guy’s hand before,
and she wondered why. Now it seemed strange that
she’d never done that. She’d never had that
thought, though, “What if I sucked on this dude’s
fingers?”
Now she felt so tingly and aroused that it felt
like her body would never return to normal.
And she wanted to do that more.
“All set,” Alice said, coming into the room.
“Good,” Daniel said to his daughter, but he
kept his gaze firmly planted on Meredith.
What thoughts were running through that brain
of his?
What was he thinking about?
Was he as turned on as Meredith was?
“What next?” Alice asked.
“Please take the water pitcher to the table,”
Daniel said. “Then sit down. We’ll be right out. The
food is almost done.”
“Okay,” Alice shrugged and grabbed a pitcher
of water. Then she carried it into the other room.
There was a basket of fruit on the dining room
table, and Meredith heard Alice opening a banana
and munching on it.
“So what’s for breakfast?” Meredith asked
Daniel. She still kept looking at him.
“Eggs and toast for breakfast. Hopefully you
for lunch,” he said. He turned back around and
started plating the food, and then he carried it to
the dining room entrance. He looked over his
shoulder at her and smiled, winking.
“Coming?” He asked.
“Apparently,” she muttered under her breath.
Her for lunch?
What did that mean?
She didn’t want to read too much into it, but
she had a pretty good guess that Daniel knew
exactly what his comment had sounded like.
And she was pretty sure that he had meant it.
Chapter Four
“Zelda is a great game,” Alice said once we
were all seated. “I have over a hundred hours of
game play so far. I’ve completed almost everything
in the game. Kevin says that Megaman is the
superior game, though, so I might play that one
next. Then I can compare.”
“Kevin?” Daniel asked, taking a bite of eggs.
That was a name he hadn’t heard Alice mention
before. He liked to think that he was a good dad,
but it was day one of quarantine and he was
already learning that he’d been far out of the loop
when it came to his daughter’s interests and her
life.
“He’s in her class,” Meredith told Daniel. She
reached for a slide of toast and started to butter it.
“The two of them have play dates sometimes. He’s
a nice boy, and they like a lot of the same games.”
“What other games does Kevin like to play?”
Daniel asked Alice, trying to be casual. The 8-year-
old rolled her eyes.
“He’s not my boyfriend, Dad. Chill. I don’t
even think like that yet. Meredith says after
puberty, I’ll change my mind and start liking
people.”
He looked at Meredith, who simply shrugged.
Meredith had had those talks with Alice? She’d
talked with Alice about dating and falling in love?
Those were talks he should have had with her, he
thought suddenly.
Had he really been so absent?
Being a single dad hadn’t been easy. After his
wife passed away, he’d been lonely and sad. Too
sad. Finding Meredith had been incredible. She’d
joined their family and although she would never
replace Daniel’s late wife in any way, Meredith had
brought sunshine and joy into their hearts.
“I wasn’t suggesting anything like that,” Daniel
said carefully.
Meredith and Alice just snickered.
“What’s that all about?” Daniel raised an
eyebrow.
“You look nervous,” Meredith placed a hand
on Daniel’s shoulder. “You don’t need to be. Kevin
is a good kid, and he’s not Alice’s only friend. In
fact, they have a gaming group.”
“Meredith!” Alice looked embarrassed.
“It’s okay,” Meredith said. She seemed wildly
comfortable with everything that was happening,
and for a minute, Daniel felt overwhelmed with her
confidence levels. How was it that parenting
seemed to come so naturally to her? She always
seemed to know exactly what to say and how to
say it. More than that, she always seemed to know
exactly how to connect with Alice.
Daniel worked.
A lot.
He was always going here and there, and he
liked having Meredith around because she was
stable and dependable. He could count on her to
help Alice every day, but now he wondered if he’d
been inadvertently letting his daughter down.
Shouldn’t he be the one taking her to her
gaming club stuff?
Shouldn’t he know what things she liked to do?
“It’s okay,” Meredith said again. This time, it
was to Daniel. “But her group does meet up every
week. Since we’re stuck at home, maybe they can
do a video call later and play together that way.”
“Really?” Alice asked. She seemed excited
about the idea.
“That’s a great idea,” Daniel hastily agreed.
He was a Dom. He wasn’t used to giving in to
the whims of other people, but in this case, well, it
seemed fitting. He was used to delegating, but that
didn’t mean he couldn’t take criticism or
suggestions, and this seemed like a good one.
“This way, you can see your friends and play
your games,” Daniel said.
“Thanks! I’m going to go build a house in
Minecraft!” Alice pushed her chair away from the
table. Then she stopped and looked from Meredith
to Daniel. “May I be excused?”
“Yes,” they both said at the same time.
“Good.”
Alice cleared her plate and Daniel could hear
the soft sound of it being set next to the sink. Then
he heard Alice running through the hall and up the
stairs.
“No running!” Meredith called out.
“Sorry!”
Once she stopped running and Daniel was sure
that Alice was upstairs, he looked at Meredith. She
had showered and gotten dressed before coming
downstairs. He’d showered, too, but he’d slipped
into a pair of casual and comfy pajama pants before
making his way to breakfast. He could tell that
Meredith liked the way he looked because she kept
checking him out.
Good.
He spent a lot of time in the gym. Aside from
that, most of his job really was physical. He was
always out feeding the animals, herding them
around, and of course, riding. He was always on the
move. Daniel was the type of guy who could eat
just about anything he liked and not gain anything
because he burned calories like crazy.
To him, that was no excuse to have a sloppy
diet, though. He hate very healthily, and he
expected the same for his family. Oh, he wasn’t a
total dolt. He knew that Meredith had a sweet
tooth. Alice did, too. The two of them probably
sneaked cookies or candies when he wasn’t
looking, but he didn’t care.
Sometimes even “bad” things were okay in
moderation.
Candy included.
Now, Daniel found himself alone with
Meredith. She had been so eager when they were in
the kitchen together. He hadn’t planned to offer his
thumb, just as he hadn’t planned to spank her, but it
had happened, and he didn’t regret it.
Not at all.
“How was your breakfast?” He asked her. She
still had toast and some eggs on her plate.
“Good,” she said. “Thank you for cooking.”
“Anytime.”
“Is this what I have to expect now that we’re
locked up together?” She asked with a little smile.
“Me cooking for you?”
“Yes.”
“That depends.”
“On what?”
“On whether that’s something you want,” he
said. “I know it’ll be strange having me around the
house more often. I’m guessing that you and Alice
probably have your own routines worked out. Me
being here will be disruptive to that.”
“I’m sure it’ll be fine,” Meredith waved him
off, but he wasn’t letting her go that easily.
“Perhaps,” he said. “But Meredith, two weeks
is a long time to be stuck in the house. Luckily for
us, we have plenty of land where we can go on
walks or explore. If we need some alone time, there
are plenty of places, but we still need to make sure
that we’re able to find ways to live in harmony.”
“Is that what the spanking was for?” She asked.
“A warning of what’s to come?”
A blush crept over her face, and he wondered if
she knew she was feeling embarrassed about what
had happened between them. Did she understand
what she was feeling? Or was she lying to herself?
She had liked it: there was no doubt about that.
But Meredith hadn’t experienced consensual
BDSM before, as far as he was aware, and he
thought that part of the reason she seemed nervous
and hesitant could be because of that. Maybe she
didn’t know what was okay to feel and what
wasn’t. The truth was that she was allowed to feel
anything she needed to.
“The spanking was because you were
disrespectful,” he told her. “And rude. And you
disobeyed.”
She blushed harder.
“Meredith, it’s okay to feel embarrassed.”
“Why would you say that to me? I didn’t say I
felt embarrassed.”
“One of the most important things to remember
is that feelings are never right or wrong. They’re
just feelings. Sometimes, during BDSM play, it’s
normal to feel anxious or nervous or upset.
Sometimes you might feel embarrassed. You might
feel happy or excited. Sometimes you might enjoy
things you also find to be strange or even repulsive.
That’s all okay.”
“I’m not embarrassed,” she whispered, but she
looked over at him with tears in her eyes, and he
couldn’t resist her. He stood up, pulled her chair
back from the table, and pulled her into his arms.
“It’s okay, Meredith.”
“I let you spank me,” she whispered. “And I
licked your thumb.”
“I know,” he smiled. “It was hot as hell,
beautiful.”
He looked down at her and, after only
considering for a moment whether it was right or
wrong, he kissed her. He didn’t start with gentle.
That wasn’t really his style. Oh, he could be gentle
when he wanted to be: with his kid, with his
employees.
Not with Meredith.
And not like this.
Here and now, he wanted to ravage her. He
wanted to spank her more, and then he wanted to
slide his cock deep inside of her. If she’d let him,
he’d do anything she wanted and more. He’d teach
her things she never could have imagined.
He’d worship her.
She kissed him back quickly, instantly. She
acted like she was hungry for him the way he was
hungry for her, and he sort of loved that. It may
have been very, very wrong for him to feel this way
about his employee, but she obviously felt the same
way. Finally, she pulled back and looked up at him.
“You really think so?” She searched his eyes
carefully. “You really think it was hot?”
“Oh yeah,” he grinned.
“I’ve never really been described that way,”
she told him.
“As hot?” He raised an eyebrow. How was that
possible?
“Yeah, I mean, I guess I’ve always just
considered myself to be pretty normal looking and
average.”
“Sweetie, there’s nothing average about you,”
he told her. He lifted her chin with his hand so she
was forced to look at him. “Do you understand?
Nothing.”
She looked at him as though she wasn’t sure
whether he was lying or not.
“Thank you,” she finally said.
“Good girl,” he kissed her again, happy that she
wasn’t going to try to say anything bad about
herself. If there was one thing that Doms hated, it
was their submissives trash-talking themselves. Oh,
Meredith might not be “his” yet, but she would be.
He’d decided just now that he was going to win her
over and steal her heart.
This time, she was even more interested in the
kiss. If possible, she kissed him even harder and
faster than she had before. She ran her hands up
and down his chest. She reached for his neck and
pulled him close.
“Meredith,” he whispered against her lips.
“Daniel,” she said, giggling a little. She pulled
back and looked at him. “Wow.”
“What is it?”
“It’s just that I never thought I’d be locked up
in a house with my boss, or that we’d be making
out like teenagers in his dining room.”
“I suppose I never really thought about that,
either.”
“Can I ask you something?”
“Anything.”
“Why now?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, I’ve been working for you for a long
time, Daniel. You’ve never so much as looked
twice at me. Why did you suddenly decide to show
an interest in me? Not that I mind,” she added
quickly.
“Why did you suddenly decide to eat on my
couch or talk back to me when I called you out on
it?” He asked her in response.
“Valid question,” she said carefully. “I suppose
I felt I’d had enough of your rules, and besides, you
weren’t home, and I didn’t think I’d get caught,”
she laughed. Her giggle was so sweet and lovely
that he couldn’t quite contain his contentment at
this moment. He reached for her, pulling her close,
and he kissed her again.
And again.
And again.
Finally, he stopped. He had to stop before
things went too far. He liked her, and that was the
thing: he really liked her. He’d had plenty of one
night stands with women. He’d had plenty of
encounters where the only thing that mattered was
coming. That wasn’t what things were going to be
like with Meredith.
Not on his watch.
With her, things were going to be different and
sweet. They were going to be wonderful, and he
was going to do whatever he needed to take care of
her and to show her just how important she was to
him. He still wanted to top her. He wanted to play
with her and tease her and make her fall apart, but
he wanted more than that.
He wanted to worship her body.
He wanted to make her feel like she was the
sexiest damn goddess alive, because she was.
She was.
Chapter Five
Three days into their quarantine, Alice came
down with a cold.
“I’m fine,” she said, sniffling, but she was so
congested that it sounded like “I’m find.”
“I can’t even understand you,” Meredith told
her. “Back to bed.” She gestured for Alice to go
back to her room, and although Alice obviously
didn’t want to go lie down, she listened. She turned
and walked right back up the stairs to her room.
“Wow, I guess she really doesn’t feel well,”
Daniel said. He was standing behind Meredith at
one of the kitchen counters. He was having a cup
of coffee before going out to feed the horses. More
and more of his team members had called in to
work. They, too, were staying home because of the
virus. Daniel let them. They all had families to take
care of, after all, and Meredith thought it showed
Daniel’s character that he was so willing to be
flexible for his team.
She’d read online about people who had been
pressured into going into work when everyone was
sick. People had been stressed and anxious. They’d
been nervous about the possibility of getting sick
when all they were trying to do was take care of
their families.
“I’ll make her some tea,” Meredith said. “And
bring her some juice, too.”
“There are decongestants in the cupboard,”
Daniel said. He set the coffee cup down and then
moved to Meredith. She looked up at him and bit
her lip, trying oh-so-hard not to say all of the things
that she wanted to say.
It had been only a few days since they’d
started…whatever it was that this was.
A relationship?
Not really.
It was something, though.
She was very attracted to Daniel and she knew
that he liked her, too. They’d known each other
long enough for that much to be obvious, at least.
She wanted to ask him what this all meant, or
when they were going to play again. That’s what it
was called when you got kinky with someone in the
BDSM world – playing. She knew that much from
her books. She might not know much else, but she
at least understood that much.
He walked to her and pulled her close. Her
breasts pushed against his chest. He wasn’t bare-
chested today, which was a shame. Instead, he
already had his jeans and shirt on. He was ready for
the morning chores, but she was just ready for him.
“Meredith,” he whispered. Then he lowered his
head and kissed her.
It was sweet and soft, but firm enough that she
remembered his true nature: his dominant nature.
This was the kind of guy who liked to be in charge.
He liked to be firm and tough and he liked to
paddle bad girls when they misbehaved.
Unfortunately, that didn’t scare her as much as
it should.
It only made her want to be a bad girl so he’d
spank her again.
Pulling away, she finally decided to go for it.
She’d ask him.
After all, what could go wrong?
“Daniel,” she said. “What is…”
“What?”
“Never mind,” she suddenly changed her mind.
She shook her head. “Nothing.”
But she had neglected to realize that in a Dom’s
mind, the truth is the most important thing, and
backing out of a question that was important
enough to ask in the first place?
That wasn’t something he was going to let go.
“Try again,” he said, frowning.
“It’s not important.”
He stepped forward again and grabbed her
ponytail, yanking it back so she had to look at him.
She blinked, looking up at that handsome face. He
wasn’t angry. She was a little surprised that he
didn’t seem angry. He was just…determined.
“Try again, princess,” he said. “But if I have to
ask, I’m spinning you around and spanking you
with the spatula.”
Her eyes widened and her pussy dampened.
A spatula?
There was one right on the counter: a plastic
one she’d pulled out to make breakfast with, but
she hadn’t even started cooking. He saw her eyes
turning to it, and a devilish grin spread across his
face.
“Oh, sweetie,” he said. “If you wanted me to
spank you, all you had to do was ask.”
He spun her around and pushed her against the
counter.
“Daniel, wait,” she said.
“You heard me the first time, princess,” he said,
reaching for the spatula. He yanked her pajama
pants and panties down to her ankles and slid his
hands up her legs and over her bottom as he rose
back up. She was embarrassed at the touch, but she
also loved it: craved it.
Why did this have to feel so damn good?
Everything he was doing felt good and right
and wonderful, but she shouldn’t like this.
Why couldn’t she just be normal?
“Meredith, why am I about to spank you?” He
asked.
“Um…”
“Answer me.”
His voice was steely and firm, but calm. She
didn’t detect even a hint of anger there, and that
was kind of wonderful.
As a kid, she’d always dreaded getting in
trouble. Being yelled at was always worse than any
punishments her parents had dished out to her.
She’d never been the type of person who liked to
let others down, and being yelled at had always
broken her heart a little bit.
Now Daniel was here, right behind her, looking
at her ass.
She was wet and turned on, and she couldn’t
stop thinking about how close he was to her pussy.
If she spread her legs just a little, and if he reached
out with just his hand, he’d be able to touch her and
feel her. He could spread her pussy lips and slide a
finger or two inside of her, and she just knew that
she’d start grinding down against his hand.
Yeah, it was wrong.
Wrong as hell, but her body hadn’t seemed to
get the message that it wasn’t supposed to like this.
If anything, she was even more turned on than
she usually was.
Again, that was a problem.
Daniel sighed because she still hadn’t answered
him.
“Okay,” he said. “First spanking is for not
answering my question, princess. Then we’ll try
again before you get your second spanking.”
“What?” She squeaked out. She started to turn
around, but he pressed his hand on her back,
flattening her against the counter, and swatted her
ass with the spatula.
And it fucking hurt.
Damn, that thing was sharp.
She didn’t cry out, but she only barely managed
not to. She closed her eyes, squeezing them shut, as
he swatted one of her cheeks and then the other.
Then he went back and forth between the two of
them. It didn’t take long before she was almost at
the edge of tears.
Finally, he stopped.
He didn’t take his hand away, though. He kept
her there, and she could feel her eyes on her
bottom. The worst part was that her pussy was now
fucking drenched. Oh, she’d have to masturbate
after this, like, a lot. She craved the feeling of him
between her legs. She wanted him to touch her, at
the very least, and fuck her, at the very most.
But she couldn’t ask for that, could she?
She couldn’t ask for any of that.
“Meredith.”
His voice held so many different things:
admonishment, desire.
“Yes?”
“Why did I spank you just now?”
She thought, only for a second, about remaining
quiet. She didn’t want to press her luck, though, so
she decided not to.
“Because I didn’t answer your question about
my spanking.”
“That’s right. Why am I about to spank you a
second time?”
“Because I didn’t answer your first question,
either.”
“What was it you were going to say? You
stopped yourself. You doubted yourself. Ask me
now.”
“I was going to ask where this thing between us
was going,” she whispered. It took all of her
courage to ask him. It took absolutely everything.
Quietly, silently, he spun her back around. Now
she was facing him, but she still didn’t have any
pants on. They were still bundled around her
ankles. He could see her pussy if he looked down.
He could see all of her.
He didn’t look down, though.
He kept his eyes firmly planted on hers. He
leaned in close and whispered in her ear.
“Where do you want it to go?”
His breath was hot on her ear. He licked her
lobe and nipped at it. Her pants were still around
her ankles, and all she could think about was how
chilled she felt between her legs. The warmth on
her ear from his breath was erotic as hell.
What if he dropped to his knees right now?
What if he nipped at her pussy?
How would she feel then?
She knew, though, that she would feel
incredible. The sensation would be unbeatable and
wonderful. It would be fantastic. He could lick
between her legs and make her knees weak. He
could make her come apart and she wouldn’t even
stop him.
Oh, she’d been with men in the past.
She’d been with guys who pretended like they
were willing to go down on her, but it never really
did anything for her. Not like this. Not like the way
Daniel was making her entire body quiver.
Fuck, he hadn’t even felt between her legs.
He hadn’t even seen her nipples.
Somehow, though, he seemed to be able to
work some sort of magic over her body. He seemed
to be able to make her feel incredible.
“I want you,” she whispered.
It was wrong.
It was so, so wrong.
Everything about this situation was completely
fucked up. He was her boss, after all. Not only that,
but he was her charge’s dad. He was a parent and
had a kid to take care of. He didn’t need to be
spending his time worrying about Meredith.
And yet…
He pulled back and looked at her. Those eyes
bore right into her damn soul and she licked her
lips. She was a little afraid about what he was going
to say next.
Maybe he was going to tell her that she wasn’t
worth the trouble. Maybe he’d warn her that this
thing between them couldn’t happen. Was that
what Daniel was going to say?
Was he going to tell her to get lost?
She closed her eyes, unable to look at him
anymore.
He stepped closer.
“Meredith.”
She squeezed her eyes tighter shut.
“Meredith.”
She kept her eyes closed.
“Meredith, open your fucking eyes,” he said.
She felt something sharp and instantly, her eyes
opened. She looked down at her clothed chest.
“Did you just flick my tit?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Oh, princess. You know why.”
“I didn’t listen,” she whispered.
“You say you want something to happen
between us,” he said. “You know what kind of man
I am, Meredith. That’s not a secret. I’ve never hid
this from you.”
“I know.”
“If you want this thing to happen, then you’re
going to submit to me, princess.”
“I know.”
“I don’t think you do. Submitting means you’re
on your knees rubbing your pussy while I fuck your
throat. It means I bend you over the counter and
slide deep inside of your pussy until you’re coming
undone. It means I want to hear your beg for me. I
want you to cry for me. I want all of that and more,
princess. Are you sure you’re ready for that?”
His words were dark and delicious and bad.
Naughty.
Did she want all of that?
The girls in the books she read about were
brave and wild, and she could be that way, too. She
knew that she could. Yeah, she thought that was
what she wanted.
She wanted to be with a guy who wasn’t afraid
to take charge and Dominate her.
She wanted that with the cowboy.
But she had to ask.
She knew that she had to ask.
“I think that sounds like fun,” she whispered.
“Not always. It might not always be fun. That’s
the beauty of BDSM, princess. Sometimes it’s hard
and sometimes it’s difficult. It’s not always fun, but
it’ll make you a better person and it’ll definitely
make you come.”
“You want to make me come?”
“Oh, yes,” he said. He stepped forward, and he
reached for her hand. It took it and placed it over
the bulge in his pajama pants so she could feel his
thick cock. He was hard.
“Daniel…”
“You feel that, princess? That’s all you. You did
that to me. That’s what I think about you. So when
you ask me if I want to feel you come? Yeah, I
want to feel you fucking come, and I want you to
do it right here: on my dick.”
“I…I don’t know if I can come that way,” she
whispered.
She’d never been able to come during sex
before. That just wasn’t really her thing.
Masturbating? No problem. She could make herself
come easily with a few flicks of her fingers. That
had never been a problem at all.
But this?
This was something different.
Something stronger.
Something naughtier.
“You don’t think you can come that way?” He
didn’t sound like he was judging her. He just
seemed like he didn’t believe her, and then he
chuckled. “Oh, princess, by the time I’m done with
you, can’t won’t be a word in your vocabulary
anymore.”
“Is that so?” She whispered, breathless. Her
hand was still on his cock, and she found herself
rubbing him over the pants a little. She shouldn’t
have been touching him so much, but she did. She
rubbed him very gently at first, and then she was a
little more firm. He looked at her for a long time,
and then he kissed her.
Fuck, she loved kissing Daniel.
There was nothing that really compared to it.
She was still without her pants, and her hand was
on his dick. His own hand finally found that special
space between her legs, and he stroked her there
until she thought she really might come standing up
there in the kitchen.
“Okay, princess,” he said. He finally pulled
away. “Turn back around.”
“What?” She whispered, surprised.
“You earned yourself two spankings, and I’ve
only given you one. Time for round two.”
She looked at his cock and then back up at him.
She wasn’t sure if she was really ready for this: for
any of this, but if he was being honest, and he was
telling her the truth, then she knew that no matter
what happened, it would all be worth it in the end.
“Okay,” she whispered, and she turned back
around.
She planted her hands, once more, on the
counter.
“Spread your legs,” he commanded, and the
way his voice went all dark and dangerous made
her even more wet. She was so slick that she could
feel her wetness on her legs. Her pussy felt empty
and achy. She wanted to feel him there between his
legs.
She wanted him so very badly.
“Pretty,” he murmured, and she felt his eyes on
her.
Pretty?
No one had ever called her pretty like this
before.
Then again, no one had ever bent her over a
countertop and spanked her silly, either. No one
had ever touched her, running their hands over her
bottom the way he was now. He was rubbing her
skin and even though it was tender, the sensation
felt really, really nice.
It felt almost heavenly, and she loved it.
She loved the way he was touching her and
playing with her. She loved the way his hands
seemed to know exactly where she wanted to be
touched.
“Okay, princess,” he said. “It’s time.”
He sounded almost remorseful, as though he
didn’t want to stop touching her to spank her. She
had earned this, though. She knew it was coming,
and she was ready for it.
This time, the spatula hit just a little bit harder.
This time, the sensation was just a little bit
stronger.
Her entire body felt like it was on fire and by
the time he was done, she was a hot, weeping mess.
She tried very hard to hold back the tears, but it
was nearly impossible this time around. She was
quiet as she cried because she didn’t want Alice to
hear the noise and come bounding downstairs. She
wasn’t ready for Alice to know that Meredith and
Daniel were…well, whatever it was they were
doing. They weren’t exactly in a relationship, but
they also weren’t exactly not in a relationship,
either.
She cried quietly, embarrassed and aching, and
then he set the spatula down on the counter. To her
surprise, he didn’t turn her around and he didn’t
touch her bottom again. Instead, she heard him
drop to his knees behind her.
“Don’t move,” he chuckled, and he started
licking her thighs, lapping up her juices.
Fuck.
The feeling of his tongue on her legs was
exquisite. She’d gotten oral sex before, but never
like this. Never from this position, and no one had
spent time teasing the skin on her thighs before.
That was incredible.
That was wonderful.
She liked it very, very much.
Slowly, he worked his way up the insides of her
thighs. He licked and lapped at her.
“Spread your legs,” he whispered, and obeying
wasn’t even a choice. She just did it.
And then he was there, licking her pussy,
cleaning up all of her juices and tasting every bit of
her.
“Daniel,” she groaned, and she held tightly to
the opposite edge of the counter because there was
nothing else to hold onto.
“Shhh,” he murmured. “Be quiet, princess.”
She bit her lip to keep from crying out. Surely,
he had to know exactly how this was affecting her.
He had to know just what he was doing, and she
couldn’t hold on for very long. He liked harder and
faster and then it hit her like a damn tidal wave.
Her orgasm washed over her body, sweeping her up
to her toes, and she clamped a hand over her mouth
to keep herself quiet.
What the hell had just happened?
She’d never come like that before.
She was exhausted when the orgasm finally
stopped, and she was shaking. He rose up behind
her and turned her around. Then Daniel kissed
Meredith right on the mouth, unembarrassed and
unashamed.
“Daniel,” she whispered.
“You’re pretty damn sexy with you come,” he
told her.
“Thank you,” she said, because she wasn’t
really sure what else to say to him. What was she
supposed to say to someone who had given her the
best orgasm of her life?
“Thank you” didn’t really seem like enough,
but it was all she had.
She reached for his cock, but he shook his head
gently.
“There will be another time for that,” he said.
“You don’t…you don’t want to come?” She
was confused. The guys she’d been with before
would get antsy and anxious if they didn’t get to
come at the same time as she did. The idea of her
coming, and only her coming, had never been a part
of her relationships in the past.
“There will be plenty of time later,” he told her.
“Right now, I really do need to go feed the
animals,” he said gently. “Thank you for a
wonderful morning.”
He kissed her again, this time to say goodbye,
and then he dropped down, grabbed her pants, and
pulled them back up for her. One more kiss, and he
was gone, and Meredith was left standing in the
kitchen.
What the hell had just happened?
And why had it been so wonderful?
She had meant to ask him what they were
doing, and where their relationship was going, but
she’d gotten so much more than that.
“Medicine,” she finally said to herself. “Alice
needs medicine.”
Meredith rummaged around to find the
decongestant she was looking for, and then she
headed back upstairs to resume her nanny duties.
Chapter Six
The days in quarantine passed slowly, but
deliciously. Daniel spent every waking moment
working with the animals, managing the ranch, or
hanging out with Alice. He’d never spent this much
time with his daughter before, but he was finding
out that being a dad was really and truly a
wonderful experience. Alice recovered quickly
from her cold and as soon as she did, she started
helping Daniel feed the horses and cattle.
When they weren’t working the land together
or hanging out reading and watching movies, Alice
spent a lot of time crafting and working on her art.
She enjoyed being alone just as much as she liked
being around people, and that meant Daniel had a
lot of time to spend with Meredith.
Although it never really felt like quite enough.
She was beginning to become very precious to
him, and after the first full week of quarantine, he
caught her alone one night after dinner.
He pinned her against the hallway and kissed
her. He moved her hands so they were above her
head, and he held them there as he kissed her. She
groaned, leaning up into his kiss, and he smiled as
he touched her, playing with her.
Fuck, she was perfect.
She was sweet and sensual, and he wanted to
make love to her so very much. He’d waited
because he didn’t want to pressure her. He didn’t
want to force her into this thing that was happening
between them. He knew what happened when
someone felt forced into a situation they weren’t
ready for, and he didn’t want that.
He didn’t want any of it.
So he kissed her now, and he touched her,
playing with her body, and then he pulled away.
“What’s wrong?” She whispered.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “I like you a lot, Meredith,
but I’m only human.”
“What does that mean?” She asked.
He had always demanded honesty from her,
and now he’d offer her the same thing.
“It means it’s hard to resist you, sweetie.”
“Then why resist?” She asked.
“Don’t tease me, princess.”
“I’m not teasing,” she told him. She reached for
his cheek and touched him gently. “Daniel, I want
you. All of you. I’m ready whenever you are.”
He knew what she was saying to him, and he
appreciated it.
“I’ve been with other women since I lost
Casey,” he told her.
Casey had been gone for a few years now, and
he still missed her. He saw her every day when he
looked at his daughter. Meredith had never known
Daniel’s wife, but Daniel had always talked about
her. He knew Alice did, too.
“You have,” she said carefully. “Not for more
than a night though, isn’t that right?”
She was observant. He’d give her that much.
Most people didn’t notice or pay attention about
this sort of thing. Yeah, he was rarely with someone
for more than a night. That was his special way of
protecting himself. He didn’t go out of his way to
build relationships with women he was going to
break up with anyway. He didn’t spend a lot of time
getting to know people who wouldn’t fit into his
life.
The truth was that Daniel was a busy guy. He
was gone frequently and he was often outdoors and
unreachable. He wasn’t the type of guy who could
hang out and text all day. He wasn’t always
available.
But he had a good heart, and he wanted to
share his heart with Meredith.
The fact that he worked so much didn’t seem to
bother her a lot, if at all. He liked that. He liked the
fact that he could be himself around Meredith, and
she never judged him for it. She accepted the fact
that he worked all the time. She understood just
how difficult it was to run a ranch as big as his. She
got all of those things.
Most women didn’t, and that was why he tried
so very hard to stay away.
“That’s right,” he said.
“It might be different…with me,” she
whispered.
“Because I care about you.”
“Yes.”
“It’ll be better with you, princess.”
“I know,” she laughed. “I’m very good in bed.”
“Is that right?” He raised an eyebrow. He was
certain she was telling the truth. Meredith was
passionate and loyal and funny. He imagined she
was the type of playful partner any man would love
to have in his bed. She would probably make him
laugh hard and she would definitely make him take
his time playing with her.
Those were things he wanted.
He wanted to have fun in bed. Yeah, he liked
tying people up. Oh yes, he loved a little bit of
bondage and spanking. What he really wanted
though, more than anything else, was the
connection he felt with Meredith, and he wanted to
take that to the next level.
“Very good,” she said, nodding.
“Tonight?” He asked. “After bedtime?”
They couldn’t do anything right now. He didn’t
resent having a daughter, but they did have to lose
some of the spontaneity since she was around.
They’d have to be careful not to raise any
eyebrows or to alert Alice to their shenanigans.
He waited with baited breath. What was she
going to say? Was she actually ready for him? He
was ready for her. Oh, he was so very, very ready.
“Tonight,” she agreed.
He kissed her again once more to seal the deal,
and then he went to go finish cleaning up the
supper dishes. It was nearly seven now, and Alice
would go to bed around nine. After that, all bets
were off. He was going to take the best damn care
of Meredith. She wouldn’t even know what hit her.
When he got to the kitchen, he started cleaning
up the dinner dishes. He carefully wrapped up the
leftovers and put them in the fridge. Then he wiped
down the table. He hurried, moving swiftly, and
then he went back upstairs. He went into his
bedroom and took a long, hot shower. He needed to
relax just a little before this actually happened.
It was finally happening.
He was going to make love to Meredith and it
was going to be un-fucking-believable.
By the time he finished dressing, it was time to
put Alice to bed. Even though she was a big girl
now, she still liked having stories read to her. Daniel
sat on the side of the bed and read her two different
story books, kissed her on the forehead, and sent
her to bed.
Then he left, closing the door carefully behind
himself.
He went into his room and took a look around.
There were a lot of different things he could do that
night with Meredith. As far as he knew, she was
basically a BDSM virgin, so he wouldn’t make
things too crazy or wild. Not tonight.
Then again, maybe crazy and wild was exactly
what she needed.
He wasn’t the type of person who liked to over
plan a scene. In his mind, a scene should be
spontaneous when possible. He liked to go with the
flow. Some couples liked to plan every aspect of a
scene, and sometimes, that was okay. If they were
acting out a fantasy, for example, then it was totally
fine to have their lines memorized.
But in Daniel’s head, it felt more like they were
practicing for a play than enjoying a night together,
and he wanted to avoid that.
He had chosen pajama pants and a plain black
tee to wear. Meredith knocked on his door at ten,
and when he opened it, he looked down and smiled
at her.
“Hello, beautiful.”
“Hi,” she whispered breathlessly.
Then she came into the room.
Chapter Seven
Her hands had never wobbled like this before.
Was she supposed to be shaking?
She was shaking. All of her was shaking.
“Nervous?” He asked gently, but she shook her
head. She smiled demurely, calmly, and took a deep
breath. She could do this. She had to. She didn’t
have a choice.
She had waited so long for someone like him to
come into her life and now he was here.
He swatted her bottom and she jumped,
startled.
“Never lie to me, princess,” he said. “Try
again.”
She rubbed her ass.
“Okay, maybe a little nervous,” she shrugged.
“How long has it been?”
“Since I had sex?”
“Yes.”
She had to think about it for a minute. It had
been a long time. She didn’t want him to judge her,
but he raised his eyebrow at her patiently, curiously.
Then he smiled gently.
“No judgment, princess,” he said, as though he
had read her mind.
“Two years,” she told him.
“Two years?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Why what?”
“Why haven’t you had sex in two years,
princess?”
“I…I don’t know,” she said.
He swatted her butt once more.
“Hey!”
“I asked for honesty, princess. Nobody forgoes
sex for two damn years without a reason. I know
you aren’t a virgin, and you’re not unattractive or
unlikable. In fact, you’re damn gorgeous, and
you’re funny, and you’re clever. Any guy would
love to date you. Hell, half of my employees have
asked me about getting with you.”
“They have?” She was surprised.
“They have.”
“And do you run them off?”
“No. Never. What you do in your own time is
your own business.”
How interesting.
She hadn’t known.
“So?”
“Well,” she paused, trying to articulate her
thoughts. How could she explain this without
sounding crazy? “I guess I just got tired.”
“Of sex?”
“Of not feeling that connection.”
“You didn’t feel close to the people you were
sleeping with?”
“Not so much, no.”
“Can I ask why not?”
Again, he didn’t judge her. He didn’t make her
feel like she was dirty or a slut or weird for having
been with people in the past.
“I guess I just wanted to feel like I was
valuable to the person. Going on a couple of dates
and then sleeping together can be fun. I mean, let’s
be honest: it can be a lot of fun.”
He smirked and nodded. Yeah, he knew all
about fun. She’d seen him bring home plenty of
girls in the time they’d lived under the same roof,
and she’d never judged him, either. Everyone had
needs and desires. Everyone had different
preferences when it came to dating and sex.
“That makes sense,” he said. “It always feels
nicer when you know the person.”
“Yeah, because then it’s like, you feel
comfortable telling them what you want.”
“And is that what we have?” He asked her.
“I’d like to think so.”
“I think so, too.”
“You know, we’ve been quarantined together
for awhile now and we’ve never slept together.”
“I know,” she said. “Let’s not waste anymore
time.”
She reached for him eagerly, hungrily, and
pulled him close to herself. She kissed him deeply.
While she kissed him, she ran her hands down his
chest and over his cock. He groaned when she
touched him, but then he twisted her around,
pinning her arms behind her back. He stood behind
her and rubbed his cock against her ass.
Now it was her turn to groan.
Fuck.
She was more turned on than she’d been maybe
ever.
She couldn’t quite handle what was happening,
but she knew one thing was for sure: she loved it.
She loved everything that was happening.
“Please,” she whispered.
“Please what?” He nipped at her neck, biting
her and running his tongue over her skin. It felt
good: better than she could have imagined.
Suddenly, she felt like she was one of those girls in
the books she was always reading. She suddenly
felt like she was one of the submissives being
dominated by a dashingly handsome gentleman.
“Daniel, I want you,” she said. He spun her
back around almost instantly and kissed her deeply.
“Get on your knees,” he said, and she dropped
down. She looked up at him, and she was shocked
by the look on his face.
He didn’t look angry or wild or upset or mean.
He just looked like he absolutely adored her.
He looked like he thought she was the sexiest
girl he’d ever seen.
“Take off my pants,” he told her. She reached
for him, but he grabbed her wrist, stopping her. She
looked up at him, surprised, but he shook his head
and smiled at her.
“What?” She whispered.
“No hands,” he raised an eyebrow, silently
pushing her, testing her.
So this was what being with a Dom was like.
Meredith had never considered herself to be
especially smooth or seductive. She wasn’t really
the type of girl who could just seduce a man. That
so wasn’t her style. She’d definitely never
undressed someone using only her teeth, but what
did she have to lose?
Nothing.
She had nothing to lose and everything to gain.
She could walk away right now and go back to
her room, and nothing would change. They could
go back to their normal, ordinary lives. They could
go back to where they’d been before. He could be
her boss and she could be his nanny, but she didn’t
want that.
She wanted this.
She wanted the Dom.
She wanted the passion.
She wanted him.
She wanted everything he could offer her and
more.
Oh, she wanted so much more.
Besides, she knew that if she did this, she was
going to have fun with him. She was probably going
to have more fun than she could possibly imagine.
But she had to be brave enough to try.
Chapter Eight
“You’re over-thinking,” he warned her.
He could see it on her face: the hesitation, the
desire. She wanted to be brave and to try this. She
wanted to reach out and lick him with her tongue.
Oh yes, she wanted that, but something was holding
her back: fear, maybe.
Nervousness.
She’d never been with a guy who was as bossy
as he was. Yeah, he understood that. It didn’t mean
he was going to let the little princess get away with
anything.
Daniel was a strong cowboy, through-and-
through. He ran a successful ranch because he was
determined and he didn’t back down from
anything. He knew exactly how hard to push his
ranch hands and he knew just how hard to push his
animals.
Now he was going to push Meredith.
“Close your eyes,” he told her.
She did it.
“Now put your hands behind your back,” he
whispered.
Again, she obeyed.
“You look lovely like this,” he told her.
She was still wearing her pajamas. She had on a
thin black tank top with no bra, which he was
certain was on purpose. Then she had on dark red
pajama pants. They were soft and they showcased
her lovely, curvy body. He couldn’t wait to touch
her over and over again.
“Now,” he whispered. “The most wonderful
thing about playing with your partner in a kinky
kind of setting is the fact that you’re allowed to just
feel.”
“What do you mean?” Her words were a
whisper, and she didn’t open her eyes. Good girl.
“I mean, you can feel nervous, or scared. You
can be uncomfortable. Sometimes you’ll be very
uncomfortable. You might be anxious, and you
might be horny, and you might feel so excited you
think your heart is going to beat out of your chest.
BDSM is all about open communication and trying
new things, and it’s all about finding out what
works for you.”
“So what works for me?” She asked.
“We’re going to find out, princess.”
“Okay.”
“Now lean forward, and pull my pants down.
No hands,” he reminded her as she began to move.
He watched as she leaned forward and pressed her
mouth against his cock. The pajama pants still
shielded him from being inside of her mouth, but
that wouldn’t be for long. No, it wouldn’t be long
before he was carefully inside of her mouth,
fucking her beautiful little face.
Oh, he couldn’t wait for that.
She moved her face around in a slightly
awkward way as she tried to find the band to his
pants. It was so fucking hot. It took all of his self-
control not to grab her hair or her cheeks and guide
her, but he didn’t.
This was a lesson in self-control for both of
them, and he needed her to do this for herself.
She had to be willing.
She had to want it.
He wasn’t going to force her to do anything she
didn’t really want to do, and he didn’t want to
pressure her. That wasn’t the point of this type of
play.
No, the point was to give her the most delicious
orgasm she’d ever had in her entire life.
Hopefully, there would be multiple orgasms.
Finally, she found the band and yanked, pulling
down. She tugged, lowering his pants over his cock
and down to his ankles. When she reached the
bottom, she was bent over almost in a bow, and he
had the most perfect view of her spine and bottom.
Oh, he couldn’t wait to spank her again.
It was going to be so damn fun.
“Beautiful,” he said.
“You can open your eyes now.”
She opened them and gasped when she saw his
cock. He wasn’t particularly huge and he wasn’t
overly girthy. He’d always considered himself to
have a very normal, appropriately-sized cock. Still,
her reaction sent a swell of pride through him. It
was safe to say that she liked what she saw.
She licked her lips and looked up at him.
“Daniel?”
“Yes, princess?”
“May I suck your cock?”
“Please,” he murmured, and she leaned
forward. “Hands behind your back,” he reminded
her when she started to move them. She grumbled
only a tiny bit, but she leaned forward and did as he
asked.
Daniel was the kind of guy who loved getting
head. Who didn’t? But no matter how many
blowjobs he’d had before, none of them really
compared to the one he was getting right now. She
was being so very gentle, and so very tender, but he
wanted even more from her. While she licked
gently, covering the tip of his shaft with her mouth,
he pushed forward.
She squeaked, but took his cock in her mouth.
“Good girl,” he said. “Now suck.”
She listened to him, bobbing her head up and
down his dick, wetting it for him.
“You look so fucking pretty on your knees with
my cock between your lips,” he told her. “You’re
being a very good girl.”
She paused for only a half-second, but he could
tell she was really sucking up the words he was
giving her. She liked being praised. That was
something he’d noticed long ago. Meredith was the
type of girl who liked being admired.
She liked having someone tell her she was
doing a good job or that they were proud of her.
She worked very well when she knew she was
pleasing someone. Oh, everyone liked being
praised, sure, but Meredith was the type of person
who really took compliments to heart and then tried
even better.
He started pushing harder, faster, and she
firmly kept her hands behind her back while he
fucked her pretty little face. She started to drool,
and things got a little sloppy, but she was damn
beautiful, and he was so very turned on.
He didn’t want to come in her mouth, though.
He wanted to save that for her pussy. He craved
feeling her wrapped around him snugly, and the
best part was that they had all night.
Hell, they had the rest of the quarantine, and if
it was up to him, the rest of their lives.
The thought scared him just a little. He hadn’t
really thought of Meredith in that capacity before.
He’d never really thought about getting married
again at all. When he’d lost his wife, part of him
died with her, and he never really thought he’d
learn to love anyone again.
Now, as he thrust his cock into the pretty
submissive’s mouth, he wondered whether she
would want to stay with him after all of this was
over.
Could he convince her to date him?
Could he convince her that he would be a
worthy Dom for her?
He pulled away gently, and she groaned slightly
at the loss of his cock from her mouth.
“Don’t worry,” he chuckled. “There’s plenty
more where that came from.”
“Good,” she whispered. “Permission to wipe
my mouth, sir?” She added gently.
“Ah, so polite.”
“Well, you know, I’ve been reading,” she said.
“I don’t know, I rather like seeing you covered
in drool.”
She groaned, and he chuckled, but then he
nodded.
“Wipe your face and get on the bed, princess.
It’s time for some fun.”
Chapter Nine
First he went down on her and made her come
that way. Then he used his fingers to gently stroke
her clit over and over until she came again. By the
time she was nearing a third orgasm, Meredith
thought she might just die altogether. She couldn’t
handle this much pleasure. Not all at once, and not
from her boss.
Then again, Daniel had stopped being her boss
about a week ago, and since then, he’d become so
much more. He’d become her lover. He’d become
her friend.
He may have even become her Dom.
She wasn’t sure what the future held for them.
She wanted to keep dating him after this whole
quarantine thing was over, but she didn’t know if
that was going to happen. He wasn’t the type of
guy to settle down, after all. He’d been with plenty
of women since his wife passed away, but he’d
never taken a girlfriend.
At least, not as far as Meredith knew.
Now, as he worked her body over, she closed
her eyes and just let herself feel.
She let herself feel all of the things she’d been
desperately craving for so very long: warmth,
adoration, desire. She’d let herself live vicariously
through her books, but the real deal was so much
better.
How had she managed to survive without him?
“Daniel,” she whispered. “Please, I want you.”
She meant his cock.
She wanted his cock buried deep inside of her
pussy. She had come so many times, and she felt so
damn good. She wanted him to feel good, too. She
wanted to feel him thrusting inside of her. She
wanted him to come for her the way she’d come for
him.
“First things first,” he smiled. He produced a
set of cuffs and put them on her wrists, essentially
locking her to herself.
“Are you going to tie me to the bed?” She
asked.
“Not this first time,” he smiled. “I don’t want
to scare you too much,” he laughed.
“Then what are you going to do to me?”
“I want your hands right here,” he tapped
them.
“I can’t touch you now.”
“That’s okay, princess,” he said. “Because I’m
going to touch you enough for both of us.”
He leaned down and captured one of her
breasts in his mouth. He licked, sucking, and she
arched her back up towards him. She pushed her
breast deeper into his mouth and he chuckled
against her skin as he teased her.
“I see you like that,” he murmured.
“Oh yes,” she whispered. She’d always liked
having her breasts played with, but this was
something else entirely. This was incredible. This
was magical.
She closed her eyes as he teased her body,
taunting her. She was even more wet. How was that
possible? She felt like her body was soaked. Even
her thighs were slick, and they weren’t even done
yet.
“Close your eyes.”
She squeezed her eyes shut and she heard him
open the nightstand drawer to pull out a condom.
She heard the package rip, and a second later, he
kissed her mouth.
“Are you ready for me, princess?”
“I’m so ready.”
He nudged at her entrance and then slid in,
filling her. Her hands were in front of her, and she
opened her eyes as his cock entered her. He was
watching her carefully, sweetly, with adoration, and
oh, she fucking loved the way he was looking at
her.
Daniel looked at Meredith like she was the best
thing that had ever happened to him, and that made
her feel even better than she already felt, which
seemed physically impossible.
“How’s that feel, princess?”
He slid in and out of her, and she nodded.
“Good.”
It was the only word she could manage to find
that made sense. He slid in and out of her body,
filling her over and over again, and soon she felt
that sweet heat inside of her begin to build again.
He could sense it, too, and he smiled at her.
“Come for me, princess,” he told her. “Come
for me again.”
“I can’t,” she shook her head. She couldn’t
come like this. Not during sex, but he didn’t seem
to take no for an answer on this point. Instead, he
slipped his fingers between their bodies and stroked
her clit over and over as he plunged deeper and
deeper inside of her.
And then it hit her, and she came, and she cried
out as she did.
He silenced her mouth, kissing her. He nipped
at her lip as she groaned through her release, and
then he came, too. He came, whispering her name,
and Meredith had never felt quite so damn good as
she did in that moment.
She closed her eyes again, holding still as he got
up to throw away the condom and then to remove
her wrist cuffs. He climbed beside her on the bed
and pulled her into his arms, and then he started to
whisper to her.
“That was fucking incredible,” he said.
“I liked it, too,” she told him.
“You’re beautiful, Meredith.”
“You, too.”
“I’m beautiful?” He chuckled.
“You know what I mean.”
She had a lot of different feelings rushing
through her mind, but mostly, Meredith was tired.
Her body was aching in the most delicious ways,
and she just knew she was going to be sore the next
day. It would be impossible not to be after all of
their lovemaking.
“What happens now?” She asked.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean,” she bit her lip and thought about
shaking it off. She should just tell him she wanted
to know if they were going to have a snack or
something.
The problem was that Daniel was perceptive,
and he would know if she was lying.
Hell, her bottom was still stinging from the last
spanking he’d given her, and her transgressions
hadn’t even been that bad. She wanted him to
spank her again, but not for lying. He didn’t like
being lied to, even about things that she thought
were very small and seemingly unimportant.
No, if there was one thing Meredith had
learned during this time, it was that bravery was
everything, and that courage would be rewarded.
“Between us,” she said.
At that, he got up on his elbow and looked at
her closely.
“Meredith, are you asking me on a date?” He
asked, smiling.
“Maybe.”
“Are you saying that you want to be with me
after this is all over?”
Bravery.
She had to show bravery.
Was that what she wanted?
Oh, yes, it totally was.
But did he want the same thing?
She’d never know if she didn’t ask, so
Meredith sucked up all of her inner-strength and
nodded.
“Yes,” she said. “Yes.”
Chapter Ten
She said yes.
She wanted him.
She wanted them.
That thought made Daniel so much happier
than it should have. Okay, so they were locked up
together. They had essentially been forced into a
situation where they had to confront their feelings,
and now they were.
And she wanted him.
He kissed her again, over and over, and then he
pulled her into his arms. Meredith was tired, and
she fell asleep before he could even ask her more
about her feelings. She passed out and was quietly
snoring right in his arms, and she left him alone,
awake, to think about everything that had
happened.
He was a Dom, so he was supposed to be in
control. He was supposed to be in charge. He was
supposed to be the person who had answers, and
who understood what was going on. He was
supposed to guide her, but what Meredith didn’t
know was that sometimes, even Dominants felt
scared or lonely or nervous.
And when it came to her, there were no rules.
There were no boundaries.
This was uncharted territory for him. After his
wife died, he hadn’t thought about dating. He
hadn’t wanted to. Now, the idea of getting to not
just top Meredith, but date her, had his heart
soaring.
Snuggling her closer, he closed his eyes and
tried to sleep, but even when he passed out, all he
saw was her.
It was always her.
*
The next morning, Meredith rolled over and
reached for him.
“Good morning,” she whispered.
They had spent the entire night together in his
bed. He’d woken up twice in the night to fuck her.
Once he’d tied her to the headboard. The other
time, she’d ridden him like a damn cowgirl. Fuck.
As far as he knew, she’d never so much as ridden a
horse before, but he never would have been able to
tell. Not by that performance.
“And a good morning to you,” he whispered,
rolling over to look at her.
Even now, with the sunlight streaming into the
room, with her hair a mess, and with her makeup
from the night before totally smeared, she looked
perfect.
“So, last night was fun,” she whispered,
nervously biting your lip.
He kissed her.
“Too much fun,” he agreed.
“Did you like it?”
“Very much.”
“Was it everything you hoped for?”
“And more.”
“What happens now?” She asked. She sounded
nervous, and he knew it had taken all of her inner-
strength to ask him what was going to happen
between them. Putting yourself out there was never
easy. People had this idea that if you were friends
first before you got into a relationship, that you’d
somehow have all of the answers, and that the
transition to “more than friends” would be easy.
It wasn’t.
It was still hard, just in a different way.
They had effectively ruined their friendship,
and honestly, they had probably ruined their
employee/employer relationship, but Daniel didn’t
care. She was worth it. She was worth all of it.
“Anything you like,” he said, because he was
starting to realize that she really was the girl of his
dreams. She was the one he’d been waiting for, and
when it came to Meredith, he’d give her absolutely
anything she wanted.
Anything she needed.
Anything.
“Breakfast?” She asked, raising an eyebrow.
“How do chocolate chip pancakes sound?” He
asked.
“Oooh,” she grinned. “My favorite.”
“Lucky for you, they’re my specialty,” he
grinned.
“Daniel, in all of the years I’ve been living with
you and Alice, you’ve never once made chocolate
chip pancakes,” she said pointedly.
He only laughed.
“There’s a first time for everything, right?”
She laughed and took his hand.
“Right.”
He pulled her out of bed and together then
went into his en-suite bathroom and showered. He
dressed and she wrapped herself in a towel before
scurrying off to her bedroom to get dressed herself.
He swatted her on the bottom as she hurried off,
and he looked down the hallway with a smile.
This was it, he realized.
He was finally getting his happily-ever-after,
and Daniel realized that he really was the luckiest
man in the world.
Epilogue
The quarantine ended, and Alice returned to
school.
Then, before they knew what had happened,
six months passed, and life returned to normal.
Well, a new sort of normal.
Meredith knew that things would never return
to the way they were in the before-time. Before the
virus came, and before everyone got sick, things
were simpler. They were more wonderful. They
were calm.
Now the world was more tumultuous. Things
weren’t guaranteed anymore. Even basic things,
like cold medicine and toilet paper, were harder to
come by. These things were quickly gathered up by
hoarders when they were stocked or hidden away
by preppers who wanted them for their families.
People were less trusting after the virus came.
People were more wild and untamed.
Everyone was scared that it would happen
again, but even if it did, the world had changed
around them. No longer were citizens afraid to
wear masks or call out of work when they became
ill. More and more companies were willing to let
employees work from home.
But one thing had changed for the better.
They had found each other.
Meredith looked over at Daniel each morning
and grinned. She couldn’t help herself. They had
been so close to each other for so long, but they’d
been so far away. Somehow, in what seemed like
the blink of an eye, they’d finally found a way to
reach each other. They’d finally found a way to
connect with one another in a meaningful way and
they’d somehow, against the odds, fallen in love
during a quarantine.
“Good morning,” she whispered to him, kissing
his cheek softly.
“Hello, princess.”
He grabbed her neck and pulled her lips to his.
He tugged on her hair as they kissed, eliciting a soft
moan from her lips. Oh, she loved it when he was
wild like this. She loved it when he touched her,
played with her. She loved the way he was so
confident and the way he could touch her like
nothing else mattered.
Because it didn’t.
In her eyes, when they were together, the rest
of the world just faded away, and Meredith had
never been quite so happy as she was with Daniel.
A knock at the door sounded and she pulled
away, laughing.
“Time to start the day,” she whispered, kissing
Daniel’s nose.
“Are you guys awake?” Alice’s voice called
from the hallway. “I’m hungry. Let’s make
pancakes!”
“Coming,” Meredith called, pulling on clothing.
She smiled at Daniel as she tugged him out of bed,
too. “Let’s go,” she whispered. “And let’s have a
wonderful day together.”
And you know what?
They did.
THE END
Author
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*
Melanie Blake didn’t want to go to her doctor’s
appointment. She sat in the parking lot and looked
at the clinic. It looked…cold: cold and
unwelcoming. She didn’t want to go, didn’t want to
step inside those doors. It held nothing for her.
There was nothing good in there: nothing at all.
Only, she knew that she had to pluck up the
courage it would take to walk through those doors.
She needed to visit the doctor. She needed to go
inside and she needed to talk to someone and there
was nothing else that could be done about it.
It was all her fault, really.
That’s why she was there.
She had made a bad choice, slept with a bad
person, and now she had to face the consequences
of those actions.
And oh, were those actions so not worth it.
Sleeping with one person might have been enough
on its own, but she’d slept with several, and she
hadn’t been very careful or safe or sane about it.
Consensual? Yeah, it had all been consensual, and it
had been fun, but it hadn’t sated her desires. It
hadn’t given her what she really needed.
And now she was here.
She was at the doctor’s office and soon she was
going to go inside and face the consequences of
what she’d done. She was going to be brave and
bold and she was going to be fierce. Slay. That’s
what she was going to do: fucking slay.
She’d hesitated long enough, though, and finally,
Melanie decided to get out of the car. She slammed
the door shut harder than she should have. For a
second, she thought about apologizing to her little
Saturn, but she thought twice. She was already
being punished by coming to this appointment. She
didn’t need to traumatize herself further by saying
she was sorry to a hunk of metal.
She went into the doctor’s office and walked up to
the receptionist’s desk. Melanie tried to breathe
normally. She could do this. She could be normal.
Only, part of her thought that she couldn’t. She had
never really fit in and she certainly didn’t fit in
now. Not here in the doctor’s office.
The clinic was full, which was probably to be
expected for a Monday afternoon. People were
here with their kids and their grandmothers.
Everyone needed to get a checkup today,
apparently, but she was the only one here for the
kind of check that she needed, and that made
Melanie feel embarrassed.
“Can I help you?” The receptionist asked. She had
dark black hair and it was pinned up in a neat bun.
It was a little intimidating, but Melanie tried to
remind herself that the woman wasn’t here to judge
her. The lady wasn’t interested in that. She was just
doing her job.
“Hi,” Melanie said. “I have an appointment with
Dr. Grey.”
“What time is your appointment?”
“Two-thirty.”
“Name?”
“Melanie Blake.”
“Okay, Melanie. Is your insurance information the
same?”
“Yes.”
“Have a seat,” the receptionist motioned to the
office. “And we’ll call you back as soon as we
can.”
“Thanks,” Melanie said, remembering her manners.
She headed over to one of the chairs and sat down
next to a lady who was bouncing a little baby on
her knee. The kid had a carefree life, Melanie
thought. Seriously. That kid didn’t have a thing in
the world to worry about, did he? He could do
anything, be anyone. He could do whatever. All he
had to worry about was his mom, and she would
take care of him.
Sometimes Melanie wished her life could be more
like that.
It wasn’t, though.
Instead, her life was a series of bad choices that
had severe consequences. Namely, they wasted her
time. She shouldn’t have partied last week. She
shouldn’t have done anything she’d done because
now, not only was she sitting at the doctor’s office,
but she was also without a job. Who knew how
long she’d be unemployed? Finding a new job
wasn’t always easy. It could be weeks or even a
month before she had a new place to work.
Shit.
She might have to move back in with her mother.
Just then, she heard her name.
“Melanie,” a friendly nurse called from the
doorway. Melanie tried not to pay attention to the
people staring as she made her way over. She had
essentially skipped the line, but she wasn’t sure
why. Once they were in the back hallway, she
looked at the nurse.
“Shouldn’t those other people be first?” She asked.
The nurse shook her head. “They’re seeing Dr.
Shelly today. Besides,” the nurse said, tapping the
chart. “Dr. Grey thinks you need to be seen
urgently.”
“Urgently?” Melanie gulped. “Why urgently?”
The nurse gave her a strange look, but shook her
head.
“Come on,” she said. “Let’s get you into the exam
room.”
Once they were in the room, the nurse weighed
Melanie, took her blood pressure, and asked her a
few questions about current medications. Then she
asked the question that Melanie had been dreading.
“Okay,” she said. “Tell me, what brings you in here
today?”
“Uh, where do I start?” Melanie laughed nervously.
Was there any way she could just ask the doctor
her questions? Did she really have to ask the nurse,
too? That didn’t seem very fair. To be honest, the
nurse seemed kind of nice. She reminded Melanie
of a friendly grandmother, even though the lady
was probably only 40 or 50 years old. It was still
much older than Melanie. At 23, she was very
aware of her youth and her ignorance. It kept
getting her into trouble, after all.
“Start from the beginning,” the nurse said gently.
She watched Melanie, listening carefully, and
Melanie shrugged.
The beginning?
Okay, she could do that.
She tried to think of a way to explain her situation
without sounding like a total and complete slut,
only she couldn’t. She bit her lip and shook her
head. Finally, she blurted it out.
“I had sex last week with some people,” she said
loudly. Too loudly. There were people walking
around in the hallway. She imagined they were
standing outside of the door listening, but that
would be crazy.
“Okay,” the nurse said. “So do you need to be
checked for pregnancy?”
“No, I…I’m on the pill.”
“Did you use protection?” The nurse asked gently.
Melanie just shook her head.
“Okay,” the nurse said. “So you had unprotected
sex last week and you’d like to talk to Dr. Grey
about it.”
“Yes,” she said.
This time, her voice came out like a whisper, and
she felt the heat of a blush erupting on her face.
She couldn’t bear the fact that the nurse knew her
secret now. She didn’t want anyone else to know.
Maybe she should just run away.
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Marcus didn't want to go home after work because
it meant dealing with Vanessa. He was pretty sure
she'd been stealing from him, but he couldn't be
completely sure. Vanessa was his babysitter. Her
job was to come over and watch Trisha while
Marcus was at work. That was it. More importantly,
it was only for two hours every day.
Vanessa watched Trisha from 3:30 to 5:30 every
day after school. Trisha was in the second grade
and was old enough to ride the bus home, but she
still needed someone to walk her home from the
bus stop, make her a snack, and help her get started
with her homework.
That was supposed to be Vanessa's job. Until a few
days ago, everything had been fine. Then Marcus
had noticed a few problems happening.
First off, the twenty bucks he'd left on his
nightstand was gone. That should have been the
first warning. He was too trusting, though, and
everyone knew it. That had always been one of his
problems.
The second sign that she'd been stealing was that
his favorite watch had seemingly vanished. At first,
he thought he'd simply misplaced it, but now he
knew better.
The final straw was that yesterday after Vanessa
left, he noticed his wallet was open on the coffee
table. He never left his wallet on the coffee table.
The only place he ever left his wallet was on the
table by the front entrance.
When he'd opened the wallet later, he saw that he
was short ten dollars. Seriously? He paid her so
much money and now he was out ten dollars on top
of her normal wages.
Enough was enough.
Marcus had even gone to the trouble of casually
asking Trisha if she'd taken any money from
Daddy's wallet. He didn't want to jump to
conclusions. After all, if he accused Vanessa of
stealing from him, there was no going back.
But Trisha had said it wasn't her.
She claimed that she hadn't taken any money and
that she knew her daddy would take care of her.
Well, today was the day. Marcus was going to
confront Vanessa. He'd already arranged for his
mom to pick up Trisha at 5:25. She would be there
around the same time as Marcus. Then he could
talk to Vanessa privately before he drove her home.
At least, he'd offer to drive her home.
She might not want it after he fired her.
Because he would have to.
Wouldn't he?
That's what you did when someone stole from you,
especially a babysitter. Marcus sighed and stared at
the clock. It was almost time to go home. It was
time to face the music and talk with the babysitter
about her bad behavior. It was time to let her know
that naughty girls didn't get rewarded. Not at his
home.
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