Page 62 of Hide and Sneak
The sound of running water coming from the bathroom is the only noise until Maren breaks the silence. “Alright, that’s…let’s go.” They all get to their feet and head for the door.
Once Pops and Corbin get outside, she tells them she’ll catch up and pauses to tell me something. I’m not sure what it was because Dusty chooses that moment to run up and drop the butt plug at her feet like a gift.
She looks at it, then at me. Yeah, she knows exactly what happened. “Okay, I’m going to let you two…uh…get back to it,” she says, failing to restrain her giggle. “I’ll call you later.”
I’m sure she will. This is not going well so far. After locking the door behind her, I go to find Sutton. He’s perched on the edge of his bed.
“Good thing my place will be ready soon because now I have to move.” His lips twitch when I cover my smile as he continues, “I washed it, and then dropped it on the way down the hall. The little asshole snatched it up. There was no way I was going to chase him.”
“It’s fine. Everyone was gone. Nobody saw it.” Maren won’t say anything to anyone, and she’ll back up my lie to save him the embarrassment.
He stands up and looks down at me. “Fine? They think I shit myself. That I was standing in the living room, holding a chunk of shit in my hand.”
The laughter I’ve fought to hold back bursts out. I can’t help it. He crosses his arms and shakes his head, his lips pressed together in a restrained grin.
“I’m sorry.” I can barely get the words out. “But the way it shot out of there. Like a cork out of a bottle.”
“That’s it,” he says, as I gasp for breath, holding my side. He grabs me and pulls me face down across his lap on the bed.
“And then you caught it!” I wail as he yanks my sweatpants off and my underwear down. My body shakes and I can’t stop even when he swats both of my ass cheeks hard. “Ow! Okay, it’s not funny.”
“Then why are you still laughing?”
“I’m not.” I am. It keeps replaying in my head. The yelp, the catch. Pop’s words. “Fart,” I gasp out. “Came with…came with.” I can’t remember the last time I laughed so hard. Tears pour from my eyes.
I know I’m in trouble when he hooks his leg over both of mine. Quick, stinging swats finally choke off my laughter and have me squirming to get away. Well, maybe a giggle still escapes here and there.
“Alright! I’m sorry!”
“Are you?” he taunts, his palm landing again.
“Ow! Yes!” It hurts, but I also kind of like it. Guess I’ve discovered something new about myself.
“What are you sorry for?”
At my hesitation, he lights up both cheeks again. “Laughing at you! I have to pee.”
Damn the chuckle that comes out along with those words. “You’re still laughing.” The feel of the plug being pulled halfway out gets my attention. He presses it in and out, making me moan.
“That’s better.” He smacks my ass one more time, then pulls me to my feet and yanks up my underwear. “You have ten minutes to get back here. We’ll see if you can laugh when you’re taking it in the ass.”
I probably want it more than he does at this point, but I can’t resist. “I don’t know. The deal was that you wear a plug for an hour and it was only?—”
My words are cut off when he steps toward me and I dart to the bathroom.
After emptying my bladder and cleaning up, I can’t resist a quick look at my rear in the mirror. Both cheeks are blotched with pink. I’m surprised how much that turns me on.
When I return, Sutton has covered his bed with an old blanket. A towel, wet washcloth, and bottle of lube wait beside him.
“You’re so eager,” I tease, as he strips off his clothes. “Have you done this before?”
“Of course.” He pauses and looks at me like it just occurred to him it might be my first time. “Have you?”
“Yes, a couple of times.”
He closes the bedroom door, then pulls me into his arms. His hands wander down to slip under the back of my panties as his warm mouth lands on my neck. “Your ass is so perfect.” I melt under his touch and the sound of his husky voice in my ear. “Did you like getting it spanked?” I’m not sure why it’s kind of hard to admit, but it is.
“Yes.”
