Stepping over the fire Chapter 3
"Ange"
"yeah Dean"
"Are you OK?"
"Yeah…can you do that thing again?"
"I don't have the time babe, I just don't have the time…"
Angela knew that Dean was not a "good boy" as her mother and father had warned her numerous times.
"Kiss me"
"I don't have the time Ange…I'm in shit as it is…"
"I'll lick you if you lick me…"
Two hours later Dean woke up in his girlfriend's bedroom feeling like shit. How was he going to justify going AWOL? He turned around and looked deeply into Ange's eyes…
"you know you look cute naked?"
"Yeah…so do you" at this moment she stroked his arm very gently. I love your lips."
"shut up"
"I love your lips so much and your ribs"
"You can't possibly like my ribs Ange"
"I do."
"Why?"
"They are hurt…at that point she kissed them like a butterfly would kiss a flower… and I want to make them feel better." Ange suddenly took Dean's chin in her hand and made her lips touch his. Gently. Very lovingly. "I love you. You dummy. I love you more than…"
Dean interrupted at this point and added… "more than tickles!". He then mercilessly went for arm, tummy, neck, tummy, neck….
"Stop! You idjit' stop…" she was no longer in control of herself. Dean thought for a second that she was related to Bobbie…
"I love you."
"No. you are infatuated… not in love." Dean cruelly quipped.
"What the fuck does that mean? Is it you talking or your dad?" Angela suddenly felt a deep chill. Dean was going away. She knew that intrinsically. Her inherently proud nature conquered her weak heart. She knew at that moment that it was a make or break moment.
"Do you want me with you Dean? Or I am a fly by night?"
"I do" …Dean grabbed her elbow and pushed her against his knee…
"I think you need a spanking…"
"What?"
"I think you do…" at that he softly grabbed her wrist and put her across his knee…"
"Is that what your dad did to you?"
"No."
"Will you find it sexy?" he purred.
Dean gulped at that moment because he knew she had an edge on him and he thought it was brave of him to ask. The day was getting older though. Could he smuggle her in some way? Tell her the truth? Probably not but he was going to try.
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