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“Ha. Ha.” I kissed him deeply, darting my tongue inside his mouth. I was already so thankful for the peace he’d brought in the past few days, and the way he handled me without making it seem like I didn’t have a choice to do things for myself. “Just you wait.”

“Good thing I’m patient.” Dalton took my hand and led me toward the bathroom.

I could get used to being taken care of if it meant this sort of treatment on the regular. With a loving, submissive, and completely unexpected girlfriend in Kendall, and a dominant partner like Dalton, we would weather any storm and handle it together. The thought filled me with warmth. I didn’t have to face everything alone anymore.

Chapter 8

Kendall

The three of us laid on the couch in Grant’s living room watching old sitcoms. I occasionally rubbed my hands over Dalton’s arm, but I was laying mostly on top of Grant without putting pressure on his injury. While I had gotten plenty of orgasms last night and the quick frolic in Grant’s bedroom had been fun, I wanted more. Subtly edging my fingers closer to his hip, I kept my eyes on his face. Grant didn’t seem to notice. Tracing a line down toward his cock, I acted surprised when his hand grabbed mine.

“Tread carefully, sweet girl. If you tease me, you’re going to get a response.”

“Don’t you think that’s the point, Sir?”

“Shit.” Dalton grumbled, getting up from his spot and interrupting the moment. That wasn’t a good sign. “A storm watch was just issued. We’re already understaffed because of my captain’s inability to manage. She apparently can’t tell when the weather is actually on the way or not.”

He seldom spoke that way about anyone, but I’d already seen the issue up close and personal. “Do you think you’ll get mandated?”

“I’d bet money on it.” His phone vibrated in his hand. “Hello?” He answered it on the first ring. “Uh-huh. Well, I was supposed to be off all weekend.” Dalton walked to the far end of the den. “So, would you like me to work twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, because I’m the only reliable medic you have?”

His question was absurd and false. The rescue squad had a crew of amazing paramedics and emergency medical technicians. Their time in the field varied. Dalton was seasoned, but there were two others who had more years there. Maybe additional headcount was required rather than burning out the current staff.

Grant wrapped his arms around me and squeezed. “I would have told her to shove it where the sun don’t shine a long time ago.”

“Dalton loves working there, but when I heard how poorly she’s been running things, it makes me wonder how much longer it’s going to last.” I let out an exasperated sigh. I didn’t want our time together to end on a bad note.

“I’ll cover your sixteen, but I’m putting in for leave time and it will be honored this time.” Dalton shook his head as he spoke, quietly fuming. After a few silent moments, he jabbed his fingers through his hair. “No, Grace, I’m not making a threat. I worked eighteen days in a row except for yesterday. Which, may I remind you, I spent volunteering at an event put on by our company. If your goal is for me to leave, you’re halfway there.” He ended the call and pocketed his phone.

I climbed out of Grant’s arms and slowly walked over to Dalton. He hated to disappoint anyone, and it sounded like he was about to break his promise yet again. “Your career is important, Dalton. Do whatever you need to do.”

He reached behind me and slapped either side of my ass. “We’re still at Grant’s house.”

“Daddy,” I corrected, though I loved the sting his palm left. “I’m not upset with you just because your job is being impossible. I looked forward to spending time with you, but it will be okay. I can stay here and take care of things.”

“I don’t need to be taken care of,” Grant offered from his spot. Dalton shot a look over my head. “I’d love for you to stay as long as you like, darling. But you don’t have to worry about me.”

“I worry about everyone,” I lamented.

“I’m not going in until later. We can still spend a few more hours together.” Dalton took my hand and led me back to the couch. “I apologize for the shitty management happening at my job. Be assured I’m taking time off.” He brought me into his lap, sitting close to Grant so the three of us were touching. “How much paid time off do you get at the hospital?”

I didn’t like where the conversation was headed. “I don’t know.” Before I could offer any additional explanation, Dalton had me across his thighs. Two slaps bounced off either side of my ass, followed by two more stinging slaps. “Daddy!”

“Do you have any vacation time left for the year?”

“Yes, Sir.” Technically the truth, but I didn’t elaborate.

“How many days do you have left to use, Kendall?” Dalton traced his finger down my spine until he reached my tailbone. I nearly stopped breathing when he continued in between the cleft of my bottom cheeks. He tapped his pinky lightly on the sensitive bundle of my most private hole. The threat of him touching or teasing it more made me talk. I wished he hadn’t wrecked my panties last night. If I was still wearing them, he wouldn’t have such easy access to my naughty parts.

“Fourteen days, Sir.”

“Good girl,” he praised. “It’s so much better when you answer me.” Dalton smacked his palm off the lowest curve of my bottom cheeks. He continued spanking me, and though I liked being spanked for fun, combining this with the lecture made it feel more like a punishment. “Put in a request for the time. Send me a text when your boss approves it.”

I’d made the mistake of telling him my direct supervisor was nagging me to use my time off. There was no doubt in my mind that she would approve it without pushback. Hell, she’d probably hug me and tell me to have a lovely holiday and send me off with a smile. Yet, I didn’t want to be home alone for the entirety. I attempted to move my butt away from his hands and failed. “Daddy, please, stop!”

“I’m not done with you.” Dalton scissored a leg across both of mine and the gesture quieted the urge to push harder. “Tell me what’s on your mind.”

“Nothing.”

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