Page 131 of A Very Naughty Christmas

He turned to face her and walked toward her slowly. Kendra couldn’t stop herself from backing up as he advanced until he’d walked her straight into a wall. He rested his hands on either side of her head and leaned down until they were eye to eye and nose to nose. “I mean I’m in charge of everything… when you are disciplined, when you eat, when you sleep, and most important, when you come. You are not going to avoid me and this thing between us anymore, Kendra. It’s time to stop fighting me… time to stop fighting yourself.”

Her throat went dry as she looked up at him; suddenly the room seemed to lack oxygen and her heart began to pound in her chest as her face flushed anew. “I… I… don’t know what you mean… I…”

“Shhhh…” he said just before he closed the distance between them. His mouth sealed over hers, his tongue sinking deep and claiming everything in its path.

Kendra held herself stiffly for all of a nanosecond before she gave a breathy sigh and sank into his kiss, her tongue coming out to duel with his. She groaned huskily as his tongue rasped against hers and he gently began to suck until her knees went weak.

She whimpered, her mouth trying to follow his when the microwave dinged and he pulled away. “You think on that while we eat.”

She wasn’t sure which of them was more surprised by her softly voiced, “Yes, sir.”

He grinned and turned toward the microwave, obviously pleased with the results of his kiss. Kendra decided retreat in this instance was the better part of valor and hurried to seat herself gingerly at the break room table.

Since Derek said he would decide when she ate, he could fix her dinner too! She crossed her arms over her chest and gave a little frown. Stick that in your pipe and smoke it, Dr. Bossyman!

The sassy inner dialog made her grin, not that she was brave enough at the momentto say it out loud.

She was still smiling to herself when the container of meatloaf, mashed potatoes, and green beans with onions and mushrooms was placed in front of her. “Eat up,” he said, sitting down in the next chair.

“You’re very bossy,” Kendra said with a disdainful sniff before taking a big bite of meatloaf and groaning in pleasure. He was right; Mary’s meatloaf was the best she’d ever tasted. The rich sweet tomato gravy covered the mashed potatoes generously as well and the green beans didn’t taste frozen.

“You need bossy,” Derek said with a grin as he dug into his own meal.

She snorted and ignored him to concentrate on the wonderful plate of food. Kendra only managed to finish a little over half the plate as the portions were so generous. With a sigh she pushed the plate away, then shook her head when Derek snatched it up, placed it inside his empty dish, and proceeded to eat the rest of her dinner too.

“I can’t believe Mary spoils you guys so much,” she said as she watched him polish off the last of her green beans.

“Mary knows even doctors can use a little pampering from time to time,” he said softly.

Kendra rolled her eyes and got up from the table. “Whatever.”

“Stop right there, young lady,” he said, suddenly stern when he’d been all smiles seconds before.

She froze in her tracks. “Yes, sir.”

“You will not roll your eyes or say ‘whatever’ to me when we’re talking. Is that understood?” he asked.

“I guess,” Kendra said with a little shrug. She wasn’t sure what it was about the man that made her react like a sullen teenager.

“I think a physical examination is in order and possibly an enema,” Derek told her firmly.

“What?” she shrieked, certain her eyes were about to pop out of her head.

“You heard me,” he told her, facing her with his hands on his hips. “You head on to exam room three, I’ll be right behind you.”

“Derek… I…” Kendra began, only to be cut off.

“Now Kendra, do as you’re told or do it with an even sorer bottom; your choice,” he said in an implacable tone.

She hurried from the break room and toward the exam room with butterflies flipping in her tummy. Kendra knew she could refuse the instructions; Dr. Malcom wouldn’t push it if she gave him a genuine refusal, but the demanding pulse of her clit reminded her how much she’d always wanted to explore the world of dominance and submission.

Derek had said she would be his during the time they shared here and Kendrarealized she wanted to be his… what would happen when the road reopened was anyone’s guess, but she was going to enjoy their time together.

She stood nervously by the exam table and imagined herself laid out on it with her feet in the stirrups, a delicious shudder going through her body at the thought.

The door opened behind her and she jumped, she’d been so lost in her imaginings. Derek walked in carrying an enema bag in one hand. Her belly hit her knees as she thought about him slicking that tube and working it into her ass. She chewed her lip nervously as she took in the determined expression on his face.

“Strip,” he said succinctly.

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