Chapter 12
Hector sat at his desk, his feet up on top. Traffic had been lighter than usual on the drive in, so he’d made it to work fifteen minutes earlier than normal. He was the first one there. The Pen was uncharacteristically quiet without the rest of his team at their work stations. A model cop would use the time to catch up on paperwork. But Hector wasn’t a model cop. Instead of paperwork, he had his phone out so he could do some Google searching. It was a given that he shouldn’t use his work computer for what he had to look up.
A week after their first time having sex, they’d lain wrapped up in each other’s arms under the blanket, and Miguel had given him more details on what he enjoyed in bed. Sexually, Miguel liked being bossed around and having his partner in control. And as he’d already admitted, he was into being spanked. Hector was down with it, but he hadn’t ever done much more than light smacks to a woman’s behind while taking her doggy style. Hector wanted to oblige him, but he wanted to do it safely. Especially with the history Miguel had from his last boyfriend. That hadn’t been an empty promise he’d made. He’d give Miguel anything he wanted and would never hurt him. Which meant Hector needed more information. He was scrolling down a page for safe places on the body to spank when a voice suddenly disturbed the quiet.
“You shouldn’t be looking at that at work,” Ryan said from behind Hector’s chair.
Startled, Hector yelped in surprise, throwing his hands up. His phone went flying, and Ryan lunged, catching it before it hit the floor.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” the other cop said as he passed the phone back. “I thought you heard me come over.”
“No. I was sort of engrossed.”
Ryan bit his lip to hold back a smile. “Kink Life is a good place to start, but if spanking is a specific interest, you should check out Paddles and Palms dot com.”
Hector’s eyes popped open wide. “How do you…” He let that sentence die. “You know what? I don’t want to know. But thanks for the tip.”
“You’re welcome.” Ryan’s grin finally slipped free, and he went over to his desk.
A few evenings later, Hector sat on the side of the bed, watching Miguel moving around the room. Now that they were fully intimate, they’d stopped playing musical sleeping arrangements, and Hector had moved back into his bedroom.
He’d checked out the site Ryan had recommended, as well as a few others. As he’d read through them, he’d learned safe spanking habits, different tools and methods, ways to set a scene, and how to address aftercare. Tonight, he wanted to put some of what he’d learned to use.
After Miguel undressed down to his underwear, Hector reached for him and drew him between his legs. He leaned forward to kiss his flat stomach. As he brushed his lips back and forth over smooth, brown skin, he lightly smacked Miguel on the ass. Just a little something to gauge his boyfriend’s interest.
Miguel jerked forward with a surprised “Oh!”
Hector caressed the spot he’d just tapped. “That okay?” he asked as he spanked him again. He could see from the erection growing in front of his face that Miguel liked it, but he wanted verbal confirmation as well.
“Yeah.”
Hector brought both hands up to cup his ass. He let his warm breath blow over the head of Miguel’s clothed cock as he spoke. “So if I were to put you over my lap and spank you before I fucked you, you’d be down with that?”
Miguel shuddered, his knees buckling slightly. Hector held him steady, waiting for an answer.
“Yeah,” Miguel said again, this time in a husky whisper.
“Come here then.” Hector tugged Miguel down. He was sitting far enough back on the mattress so that, when Miguel lay over his thighs, his legs and face were on the bed. Hector pulled his briefs down, leaving them tucked beneath the curve of his cheeks. He gave two more light warm-up smacks, one to each cheek. “We’ll keep it simple with the safe words, okay? Yellow to give you a break. Green to go again. Red to stop. Is that okay?”
“Yes.” He paused, already breathless. “That’s okay.”
Once he had confirmation, Hector got serious with the discipline. He cracked his palm hard against Miguel’s ass. The cheek jiggled in the most delightful way, and Hector’s cock perked up at the sight of it. He spanked him again, then twice on the other cheek as well. Hector smoothed his palm over the already warmed skin. “That feel good?”
“Yes, Sir,” Miguel whispered.
Sir. Hector’s cock perked up even more. He hadn’t been expecting that. But damn, he liked it. “Say that again.”
“Yes, Sir,” Miguel said in a smug tone, as though he knew how the word Sir affected Hector.
Hector growled a little at that. He let the noise trail off into thick silence when Miguel bowed his spine in a sensuous curve, hips rising to slowly lift his ass in the air.
“Are you finished spanking me already?” he asked in that same smug voice.
“Fuck no.”
“Then what are you waiting for?” he asked impatiently.
Hector narrowed his eyes at the man draped across his lap. He wasn’t about to let Miguel take control of this. He squeezed Miguel’s right cheek in a tight grip. “You think you’re the one in charge?”