I’ve had a crush on my stepdad for half my life. But he’s always been too old and too intimidatingly good looking. Besides, what would he think if he knew the kinds of dark cravings I have?
The summer after graduation I stay out past curfew one night without realizing it.
My stepdad is a stickler for the rules, so when I go inside he’s sitting on my bed, waiting. He demands I bend over and accept punishment for breaking curfew.
I obey as if I’m under a spell. It doesn’t take long for him to figure out one of my secrets.
When I try to rise after he’s finished, he stops me. “I need you to say it out loud, Case. Did my spanking you turn you on?”
Did having my hero discipline me in the best way possible turn me on? Damn right it did.