Page 75 of Overachiever
She pushes her ass back against my crotch with a soft hum. “Tell me.”
With my free hand, I reach under the pillow and retrieve what I’ve stashed there while I gently push on her back, bending her over the bed. “Do you remember when we were in the sex toy shop?”
“Yes,” she whispers as I rub my hand over her ass.
“Then you remember that you have this coming.” She glances back as soon as the words are out, but not fast enough. Aware I’m only going to get one, I swat her good across the ass with the paddle, and she cries out, mostly in surprise, but I don’t doubt it stung like hell through those leggings.
It’s not the same paddle she whacked me with in the toy shop months ago. That was a wooden monstrosity that would’ve hurt too badly, but this plastic one did the trick.
“Ow! You’re dead!” she shouts, grabbing for the paddle. She’s a strong little thing when she wants to be, but not as quick as me.
Darting out of the room, I can hear her right on my heels. I would’ve made it a lot farther and ate far less carpet if Marty’s stupid foot hadn’t tripped me. Remee isn’t going to let the opportunity go to waste. She snatches the paddle up from where I’ve dropped it.
Serena, Marty, and Zara all watch as she lights my ass up twice while I try to get back on my feet. “Hey! We were even! You paddled me first!”
When I yank the paddle from her hand, she shrieks and laughs, running off down the hall.
Zara covers her face and mocks Serena. “Let’s just have the guys move in and share rent. It’ll be fun.”
The room is quiet for a moment until a stoned Marty speaks up. “Do you ever wonder what some animals would look like with human lips?”
The look Zara and Serena give each other is hilarious. They’ve just realized what they’ve gotten themselves into.
“Too late now,” I sing. Slapping the paddle on my hand, I head down the hall. “Oh Remee, come out wherever you are.”
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