“I need help.” Roxy walked out of
the bathroom. She held her newly purchased corset against the front
of her body. The hooks running down the back made it impossible for
her to get the garment on herself. She caught Trevor's stunned
expression and felt deeply satisfied by his reaction. Her plan was
already working.
“You can't go out in that,” Trevor
replied coolly. She felt her knees go weak at his comment.
She turned her back so he could reach
the hooks, giving him a perfect view of her thong clad butt. She
looked at him over her shoulder. “I'm putting a dress over it. Can
you close me up?”
Trevor came up behind her and she heard
him suck in a breath as his hand caressed her ass. He fumbled with
the clasps and pulled the corset closed with a bit more force than
necessary as he hooked her together. “Don't think I don't know what
you're doing.” He whispered in her ear.
Roxy turned around to face him as she
adjusted the corset. She tried her best to look innocent, but knew
she was failing miserably. “Really? What am I doing?”
He raised an eyebrow at her, but didn't
respond. He went back to the other side of the room where he
continued dressing himself. Roxy took one last appreciative glance at
her handsome boyfriend getting into his crisp suit. Something about
Trevor in a suit made her heart beat just a little bit faster. She
turned her back to him again, resuming her game. She picked up one
black, thigh-high stocking, selected to match her black corset with
the red lace trim. Roxy slid the silky material through her hand
before she bent forward to slip it onto her foot. She stuck her butt
out as she bent and had to pause to keep from losing her balance as
she tried to shimmy the stocking up her leg. Getting dressed sexily
was harder than she thought. She stood back up and fiddled with the
clasp on the garter. They seemed more trouble than they were worth,
but she knew Trevor enjoyed them.
She didn't want to chance glancing back
at him. She hoped he had stopped what he was doing and was watching
her every move. She was trying to seduce him by putting more clothes
on, rather than taking them off. Having secured the front clasp, she
moved to the back one. The clasp kept slipping out of her hand and
she had to bend in a way that made the corset dig into her ribs. She
paused, standing back up to catch her breath. Her hair and make up
had already been meticulously done and she didn't want to ruin her
efforts by wrestling with her own undergarments.
“Put the other one on.” Trevor's
command came from across the room. She turned and looked at him
questioningly. “Just like you did the first.” He sat on the bed
and leaned back on his elbows, ready to enjoy the show before him.
Roxy felt heat creep across her cheeks.
She pushed aside a pang of guilt and reached for the second stocking.
She ran it through her hand again, feeling the silkiness slip through
her fingers. She bent forward, a bit more exaggerated this time and
wiggled her butt for good measure. When she lifted her foot off the
ground she lost her balance and let out a squeal as she swayed to the
side.
She felt Trevor's hands steadying her
hips and bringing her back to center. She dug her toes into the
carpet, still bent forward. Trevor's hands were warm on her naked
hips and he shifted her back into him. She felt the evidence of his
arousal brush against her ass.
“Go ahead. Slip it on. I've got you.”
His voice sounded hoarse. She slipped her foot into the stocking and
slowly rose as she slid it up her leg. When she stood straight up her
head swam and she leaned her weight back into him for support. He
traced the edge of her lacy stocking tops. She shivered under his
touch. “Can you manage the front one?”
Roxy nodded and began working the
clasp. She froze when she felt Trevor's hand reach inside the top of
her corset. He pulled on her nipple and she let out a moan. She felt
his chest rumble against her as he chuckled at her reaction. “Am I
distracting you?” he whispered against her ear before sucking her
lobe into his mouth.
She whimpered in response and leaned
her head towards his mouth.
“Annoying, isn't it?”
Roxy had the fleeting thought that the
tables had just been turned on her, but she didn't much care at the
moment. Her intention had been to get Trevor worked up before leaving
the apartment. Then suggesting on their way that they could slip out
of his familial obligation early so they could attend to their
'needs'. Once that was done it would still be early enough for them
to make an appearance at Lisa's Halloween party- which she had to put
off this year because of Trevor. It had been an excellent plan until
she realized she was getting worked up quicker than Trevor was.
He tugged her towards the bed. “You
seem to be having some trouble getting yourself dressed.” He sat on
the edge of the bed and pulled her towards him. “Do you want me to
help with the back clasps?”
Roxy didn't have a chance to get any
words out before he tugged her down across his lap. Her upper body
lay across the bed and her legs dangled over Trevor's thighs. She let
out a breath when he ran his hand up the back of her stocking clad
leg. She felt him tug on one garter and deftly hook it to her
stocking top. He repeated the process to the other. She didn't fail
to notice that he hooked the clasps much quicker than she had, she
wondered how much practice he had at this.
She pushed herself up to stand. Trevor
pushed her back down and made a disapproving noise. He held her waist
firmly with one arm and let the his other hand roam freely over the
backs of her legs and ass. He snapped one of the garter straps
against her leg and she jumped.
“I love these.” He traced the
garter strap up her thigh.
“I know.” She let out the giggle
she had been holding in, arching her back and sticking her ass up in
the air, she was rewarded with a sharp slap to her right cheek.
Trevor's hand wandered between her legs
and his fingers caressed her over her lacy thong. The lace rubbing
against her sensitive core caused enough friction to throw her into a
frenzy. He took his hand away and began lightly spanking her.
Roxy let out a moan. “Was your plan
to tease me?” he asked as he continued spanking her.
He gave her two harder smacks and her
head shot up off the mattress. “Answer the question, Roxy.”
“Ahh,” was her only reply.
Trevor laughed and smacked her again, a
little harder. Her legs shot out behind her.
“Yesss, I was teasing you.”
Trevor ran his hand over her warmed
cheeks. She sighed under his touch.
“We agreed to skip the Halloween
party because tonight was important to me.” He had dropped his
playful tone. “Are you changing your mind?”
Roxy's heart squeezed. She knew tonight
was important to Trevor, that was why she agreed to go. She let
herself get caught up in her own selfishness and tried to manipulate
him into going to a silly costume party.
“No, I still want to go with you.”
His hand stopped massaging her and just rested his hand on her lower
back.
“Then what's all this about?”
Not knowing how else to explain it, she
decided to come clean. “I thought I would let you see what I had on
underneath. Knowing you would like it, I was going to suggest you
take me home early and help me out of it,” she paused, hesitating
to admit the end. “Then I thought maybe it would be early enough to
make it to Lisa's party.”
Trevor shifted beneath her and she
thought he was letting her up. Instead he sandwiched her legs between
his legs and pulled her in closer to him. Roxy knew this position
didn't bode well for her.
“I'm really sorry,” she started,
but stopped when his hand came cracking down across her exposed
cheeks. She wriggled and writhed under his onslaught of spanks. It
seemed the more she tried to get out of his hold the harder he
spanked her. Finally, she gave up. Roxy let her face fall into the
bed as she fought to keep her tears at bay. She didn't want Trevor to
be angry with her and she really didn't want to ruin her make up.
He stopped spanking and smoothed his
hand over her ass. “Don't try to manipulate me again.”
“I won't, I'm sorry,” she promised.
Trevor lifted her off of his lap and
laid her back on the bed. Roxy was surprised to see he was smiling
when she looked up.
“Although, if you were going to try
again, this would be the right thing to wear,” he said as he ran
his hands down her corset.
“You're not mad?” Roxy felt relief
flood her.
He gave her a crooked smile as he
dropped his pants to the floor and climbed over her. “I was never
mad. I knew what you were doing right from the beginning.” He
leaned down and kissed her hard.
“Then why'd you spank me so hard?”
“I was exacting my revenge, you
little tease.”
Roxy felt his hardened length pressed
against her thigh. Trevor pulled her panties to the side as she
guided him into her. He let out a groan and she lifted her hips off
the bed to take him deeper.
He slid his hands underneath, gripping
her chastised bottom as he pumped in and out. Roxy could feel herself
starting to come apart. She had been on the edge of orgasm over his
knee, and now it continued to build. She cried out as her body tensed
and shook, vaguely aware of Trevor reaching his own release as she
came back to her senses.
She felt his cock pulsing inside of her
as he collapsed onto her chest. She put her arms around his broad
shoulders and felt herself drifting off to sleep when Trevor sat up.
“We're going to be late.” He pulled
her up and quickly began dressing. She stood in a daze until he shot
her a look. “Get dressed. If I bring you to my grandfather's 90th
birthday party looking like that you'll give him a heart attack.”
She blushed as she looked down at her
carefully chosen undergarments. She turned towards the closet and
heard Trevor laugh. “Although, I did a really good job making your
ass the same color as the red on your corset. I could show off my
handiwork.”
It was her turn to glare at him and he
just laughed in reply as she pulled her dress over her head. They
dressed in silence and collected their things before
meeting at the
front door.
“We can still try to make it to the
party later unless you'd rather just come
home and go to bed.”
Trevor winked at her.
“I have been a really bad girl,”
her face flushed as she spoke, “I wouldn't be surprised if I got
sent to bed early.”
Trevor smiled and pulled her out into
the crisp October night.
Roxy Wilson is going through the motions. She's running her deceased
grandmother's psychic readings shop, but she's not a psychic. Hoping
to expand and just become a gift shop, she contacts her ex-boyfriend,
Trevor Dale. Only she doesn't anticipate the feelings she's still
having for him after four years of separation.
Trevor could never get Roxy out of his system, and now with her so
close to him again, he's reluctant to let her go. But a 40 year- old
curse involving evil spells and zombies overtaking the small, seaside
town of Ocean Pointe may put a stop to any sort of romantic reunion.
Can Roxy and Trevor break the curse and save their town from
zombies? Find
out in Cursed Waters!
Warning: This book contains spankings and anal play between two
consenting adults. If you are offended by this subject matter, please
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