I nodded, starting to get increasingly tired from all of the crying.
“Now that you’ve experienced your first spanking, I think the big question is, do you still want to try role playing with me?” He looked at me nervously and I almost wanted to laugh. I had just told him that he’d given me the best spanking I’d ever had and he was still nervous that I would leave him.
“Yes, please!”
He smiled and asked, “When do you want to start?”
“Next Friday night?”
“That works great for me. I can bring you over to my house and you could spend the night.”
“No!” I quickly said. I didn’t want to be in a strange place when we started role playing. Even though Robert was a really sweet guy, I was still afraid that he could do the same stuff that Boyle did to me. I looked at his face and felt horrible that I’d put that look in his eyes.
“I’m sorry, Robert. Can we just do it here? I would feel a lot more comfortable.”
“Of course we can, baby girl. I’ll be here at six again?”
“That sounds perfect,” I said, letting out a loud yawn. Since I began to date Robert, I had started to sleep better, but I still had a lot of nightmares. He said talking about them would make me feel better, but I didn’t want to talk to him about my past. I wanted him to see me as a normal girl, not one who constantly woke up crying.
“Want me to help you get ready for bed?”
“It’s only like 9:30. It’s not bedtime yet,” I said, letting out another yawn.
“I think it is. You’re exhausted. Come on, I’ll at the very least help you change into your jammies.”
“Okay,” I said as he picked me up and carried me into my bedroom and placed me on my feet. He looked around my room and I could tell that he didn’t know where anything was. So I walked over to my dresser and pulled out some black sweat pants and a big red pajama top that I liked to wear to bed and with his help, I changed into the clothes.
“Alright, time to brush your teeth and go to the bathroom before bed!” he said, taking my hand and leading me into my bathroom. He helped me brush my teeth and then left to let me go to the bathroom.
Once I was done and my hands were washed, he held my hand and we walked back into my bedroom. He went over to my bed, pulled back my covers. “Hop in.”
I did and then he pulled the covers up to my chin and said, “Goodnight, Juliana. I’ll make sure to lock up once I leave. I’ll see you Friday night.”
He turned around and started to walk away, but stopped when I asked, “What, no goodnight kiss?” I had grown to enjoy our goodnight kisses very much. Especially since last night that had led to us making out on my couch for a solid twenty minutes.
“How could I forget?” he joked, turning around and sitting on the side of my bed. He leaned down and our lips met.
At first, it was a chaste kiss, but my arms looped around him, pulling him closer to me and the kiss deepened. His tongue dove into the depths of my mouth and I moaned, pulling him even closer.
I could feel myself start to get a little wet and I wished Robert could relieve the throbbing that settled between my thighs. His hands roamed up and down my torso until one of them slipped underneath my shirt and bra and began to fondle my breast. I pushed up trying to give him better access.
Just as things were starting to heat up, he broke the kiss and removed his hand from my breast. I groaned, falling back down on my bed.
“I love our goodnight kisses,” I said, breathlessly.
“I’m quite fond of them as well,” he said with a huge grin on his face.
“Stay then and we’ll make them even more fun,” I said, sitting up and giving him my best come hither look. I know… cheesy. But if it works, who cares.
“Juliana…” he groaned.
Seeing my chance, I launched at him, pushing him down onto the bed. I scurried on top of him and held his wrists down to the bed.
He looked up at me in shock and then his eyes changed, revealing an animalistic desire. “Are you sure about this? Once we start, it’ll kill me to stop.
“I’m sure,” I said leaning down and giving him a kiss. When I pulled back, black curls were tickling his face.
“Alright then.”
I had no clue what he was doing until he flipped us over and now I was the one on my back and he had both of my wrists held down.
“You’re sure?” he asked again.
I ground my pelvis into his hard shaft as my answer.
He growled and attacked my mouth. I’d had sex before, but not like this, not this aggressive. He let go of my hands and before I could believe it, we were both naked. He moved me so I was in the center of the bed and then he kissed a line down my neck, stomach, and right to my heated core.