Broken Vows (Domestic Discipline Romance) (16 page)

"I need your mother's phone number so I can verify you were a Scout," Mila demanded.

"You cut me to the bone," Kevin complained as he knocked on the door to the Grayson's guesthouse.

Josh opened the door but immediately sprinted for the stairs. "We will be down in a second. I have to help Jen with a zipper."

"I will volunteer for your zipper duty," Kevin said with a raised eyebrow at Mila.

"You are certifiably insane!"

* * *

"The way those two argue all the time, I'm surprised they don't start swinging at each other," Josh said entering his bedroom.

"They like each other," Jenny said, turning her back to him so he could unzip her dress.

Josh's fingers stilled. "Really?"

"Yes," Jenny confirmed with a smile. "Mila is resisting, but Kevin is definitely interested."

* * *

Emmie held Mila's hand as Mommy and Daddy drove away. They were going to be gone four days and coming back on the fifth. She had been told that every day for a couple of weeks now. She was going to be a big girl and stay with Aunt Mila and help her take care of Adam.

Aunt Mila said they were going to have a girl adventure, just the two of them.

She had a calendar marked so she could mark off the days, and both Mommy and Daddy had promised to call twice a day. They promised that if she got scared, they would come home the very next day. They were going to go skiing on a very tall mountain and she didn't ski well enough to go with them. They had driven over to a place on the mountain a couple of times, and Emmie liked playing in the snow. She wasn't very good yet at being able to stand on the skis, but Daddy and Mommy made the trips fun, and they always had a hot chocolate before they came home.

Daddy and Mommy were both a lot more fun now. They smiled more and they laughed more and Emmie wasn't afraid that Daddy was going away. Emmie had put Fuzzy in the bottom of her dresser drawer where he would be safe. She didn't want her little brother playing with him and hurting him because it didn't take much for him to tear. Mommy said it was because he was old. Instead, she played with Buddy a lot. Mr. Kevin's dog was really nice and he liked to play with her.

"It will only be a couple of days," Mila said gently.

"Four," Emmie said precisely.

"They will come back on the fifth day," Mila warned, holding up all five fingers on her hand.

Emmie nodded. "Can Buddy come over to play?"

Mila smiled. "I have a feeling he will be here."

"Wow," Jenny said as she and Josh entered the chalet in Vail, Colorado.

"I second the wow," Josh agreed, putting down their suitcases. "This is like something in a magazine."

"It's a mansion," Jenny exclaimed.

Josh nodded his head and walked over to the balcony. "Come and look at this view."

Jenny joined him. "I haven't seen a view in Colorado I haven't liked. Look at the size of those mountains, and we can see the ski runs."

"We landed in ski paradise, for sure. I checked and this is the first time in five years they have not been using snow machines in November. The Arctic airstream is dumping massive amounts of snow this year. Let's check out the rest of the place. According to my information, there are four bedroom suites, plus two sofas, which pull out into beds."  He took her hand as they investigated the two-storied chalet.

"This room is almost as big as the entire house where we are living," Jenny said looking around at the first-floor bedroom suite. It included a bedroom area, a sitting area, and a bathroom equipped with an enormous Jacuzzi tub, a separate shower, two vanities, and a sauna."

"Wow, wow, wow," Jenny repeated as they came down the stairs. "Are you sure this is free? Our mysterious boss won't make us work free for six months to pay for this, will he? What would a place like this cost to rent?"

"It would be out of our league," Josh agreed. "It comes with maid service and a fully stocked pantry. For another thousand a night, you get a private chef."

"Mom would have loved this," Jenny said instantly retracting her words. "Not that she will ever be here."

"Good save. Which bedroom do you want?"

"The one on this floor." Jenny grabbed her suitcase. "What time will Tyrell and Violet arrive?"

"In about five hours," Josh said, following her into the bedroom.

"Five hours! Why on earth did we leave so early?" Jenny exclaimed.

"Because I wanted private time with my wife," he said backing her towards the bed.

"Really," Jenny murmured.

"Very private time," Josh said, lowering his head to take her lips in a hungry kiss. "I want to make love to you hard and hot until we both pass out from exhaustion.

"Well, you better get started," crooned Jenny as her hands went to his belt.

After a race to see who could remove which piece of clothing the fastest, they tumbled into the bed.

Josh stopped to let his eyes take in every detail of his wife's body. He slowly regarded her long dark hair and her beautiful lips before his gaze moved downward. Her breasts were perfection. It had taken two pregnancies, but she was not tiny anymore. He had envied his babies while they suckled at her breasts. His eyes traveled down to her stomach, not concave as most women seemed to want, but rounded enough to cover protruding hipbones, a view he thought so much shapelier. The little white stretch lines were fading. In some strange way, those lines turned him on. She had carried his babies inside her, those little white lines made her more beautiful to him.

Jenny looked at him with a puzzled, yet expectant, look on her face.

"We have time," Josh said, rolling Jenny over onto his lap and gripping her ass… curvy, and soft, and all his. "It's been a long time since we had a maintenance spanking."

Jenny's head jerked around. "I hate maintenance spankings!"

Josh rubbed his hand across her bottom. "No, you don't. You hate
discipline
spankings. We never got into a routine of maintenance spankings because you don't often need spanking. However, you love a spanking when we are intimate. Maintenance spankings strengthen the bond and intimacy between a couple. The idea is to reinforce who is in charge. We agreed to return to the basics, so who is in control?"

"You," Jenny agreed, already breathlessly anticipating the first spank.

"Good," Josh said, laying a slap across her buttocks. Several more hard whacks brought out a squeal and a yelp. He peppered swats over every inch of her buttocks until she could feel the heat rising from them, as well as in her lower regions where an exquisite fluttery feeling rose to a crescendo. Her husband took the spanking to the point where she was almost ready to cry in pain as well as sexual frustration. Then he stopped, pulling her into his arms, stroking her, crooning to her, and kissing her.

Josh laid Jenny on the bed on her stomach. He began to knead her shoulders and kiss the back of her neck, his lips wandering down her back while his hands continued their massaging from her shoulders to her stinging bottom. When his fingers clenched her heated bottom, she moaned in desire. He pushed her forward, positioning her on her knees, and thrust his hand between her legs.

Jenny groaned when he suddenly left her on the bed to rummage in one of his suitcases. She heard a whirring sound and knew. They had not used the small vibrator in a while, and she shivered in expectation as she felt him nudge it inside her anal passage. She moaned and groaned as he serviced her in two areas, with his hands and the vibrator.

"Hang on, baby," Josh whispered in her ear. "I know what you want."

Jenny did want it and she tensed with a desire for it. She wanted her husband to take her hard and fast. She did not care if she was a throwback to another era when women wanted to be ravished. She wanted him desperately. Suddenly, the vibrator and his hands stopped their torment. She had no time to mourn the loss, as he entered her waiting body with a deep thrust all the way to her core. Her entire body throbbed with need as he pumped inside her, found her clit with his fingers, and worked her into a frenzy with practiced precision.

Josh was in heaven. Jenny was tight, which turned him on more. He pulled out almost completely, only to slam back into her again, and again. He held himself back until he felt her squirming, panting, about to orgasm, and then he buried himself as she let go. Lying together on the bed afterward, they nuzzled each other. This was only round one.

* * *

Jenny straddled Josh in the jacuzzi tub while he gripped her buttocks and pulled her towards him. She was sore and suspected he was too, but several hours of pure primal sex were worth it. They had not done this in a long time. She always suspected she had conceived Adam during their last primal session. They had turned the chalet bedroom and luxurious bathroom into an erotic playground. With an exhausted groan, Josh emptied himself into her once more. He soon turned her around with her back to his chest as his fingers found her clit again, he didn't stop until she went rigid and shuddered with the release. They lay spent, their bodies tingling, when they both heard the alarm on his watch go off.

"There is never enough time for the wicked. Sweetheart, we have to dress," Josh moaned. "We have a little over an hour before Tyrell and Violet arrive."

Dressed and ready to greet their visitors, Jenny stood looking in the mirror. "I think the water was too hot in that last shower. I'm pink all over!"

"It is a rosy post-orgasm blush," Josh teased.

She tossed him a look. "Multiple orgasms," she corrected. "Why aren't you pink?"

He laughed, "I probably am from the waist down."

"If anyone notices, I'll say I was in the tanning salon."

He laughed again. "If you don't think Tyrell and Violet will soon be doing the same thing, you are naive. It was the whole idea of leaving the kids behind!"

Josh's phone rang, and he answered the call.

"Hey, idiot, poke your head out the door before the driver takes off. I want to make sure I'm at the right place." Tyrell said.

Josh took Jenny's hand and together they walked quickly toward the front door. "Why would I open the door to someone calling me an idiot," he demanded.

"Because I know where the bodies are buried," Tyrell answered.

"Then, I guess I have to let you in," Josh said, opening the door wider to greet his brother and sister-in-law.

"Okay!" Tyrell said loudly and gave a salute to the driver.

After hugs and greetings, everyone grabbed suitcases hauling them into the main room.

"Whoa," Tyrell exclaimed. "Where's the butler?"

"I don't know if one comes with the place. A chef does with twenty-four hours' notice. You can schedule one if you want to eat here one night, but I'm not paying the thousand dollars to have a meal cooked."

"We only eat in if we order a chef," Violet said turning to her husband. "I am not stepping foot in the kitchen on this vacation, except for coffee in the morning." She pinched Tyrell's arm. "You promised me the best restaurants, I am holding you to it."

"I am already ahead of you, babe. I have reservations for all five nights," Tyrell promised. "Tonight is Vendetta's Italian." He looked over to Josh and winked. "The food tab is on me since you are providing the digs, and man, these are some kind of spectacular digs!"

"Let's give you the tour," Jenny said, guiding them around the first floor, followed by the second. Violet picked a suite upstairs while the men went down to get the luggage.

"Oh, my God," Violet screamed.

Jenny ran to the door of the suite's bathroom. "Violet, are you okay?"

Violet was slowly turning around in the large bathroom. "There's a sauna,
and
a Jacuzzi,
and
a bidet!"

Jenny laughed. "I know. All the bathrooms are amazing."

"I may not ever leave," Violet exclaimed.

"It is a beautiful chalet, but don't forget we came to ski," Jenny reminded her.

"Oh no," Violet shook her head. "The chalet is amazing. I may never leave our bathroom! I might toss Tyrell in another bedroom and never come out. This is my idea of heaven!"

"Am I your idea of heaven," Tyrell asked, coming through the door.

"No, it's this bathroom," Violet exclaimed. "After sharing a bathroom with you for sixteen years, I may send you to another suite."

"Over my dead body," Tyrell grumped, but he stuck his head into the exalted room and grinned. "Cool."

Josh also grinned. "You know, we have about four and half hours before Tyrell's dinner reservations. You two probably could use some time to settle in, and perhaps rest before our nightlife begins. Jenny and I want to take a walk to get the lay of the land. If it's okay, we will meet you back here in about four hours."

"Sounds good to me," Tyrell said with a wolfish smile at Violet.

"See you later," Josh said, guiding Jenny back downstairs.

"I could use a nap," Jenny whispered when they were back in their bedroom pulling on coats.

Josh grinned, "Let's walk around anyway to give them a couple hours privacy."

* * *

Mila was watching TV in the guesthouse when she heard a vehicle in the driveway. She looked out not surprised to see Kevin Carter. She was surprised when she saw him unload a duffle bag and what appeared to be a sleeping bag. She checked on the children before slipping outside.

"What are you doing?"

Kevin looked at her. "Bringing my gear inside, I am sleeping in the main house until Josh and Jenny get back."

"Why? Does Josh know?" Mila demanded.

Kevin looked over at her raising his eyebrows. "Of course he knows. He was not about to leave a thirty-four-week pregnant woman out here isolated for a week. You are staying at his place while I stay in the main house. I will supervise the fence installation and gut your kitchen while I am here. It works all the way around."

Mila frowned, but could not fault his logic. "Do I have any say in the changes?"

"I have designs for three layouts. As soon as I get my things inside, I will be over with the plans," Kevin promised.

"You will freeze to death in there," Mila said. "Josh is keeping the furnace down very low; it is only enough to keep the pipes from freezing. Why don't you go home at night?"

"Because it is November," Kevin said patiently. "There is an arctic front moving down from Canada. If I went home, I might not be able to make it back in time if you needed help. No one can predict our snowfalls, as often as the weather people get it right, they also get it wrong. These mountains defy computer-generated weather predictions. Did you ever notice the plow on the front of my truck? It is there for a reason."

"Take the bedroom in my house," Mila suggested. "I will sleep here and we can both be warm."

Kevin gave her a wicked grin. "I appreciate it. Do I get a dresser drawer?"

"No," Mila snapped. "You won't be here long enough!"

"A lot can happen in five days," Kevin teased, but she had already stepped inside and slammed the door.

Kevin only grinned. Mila Grant was not giving any hints if she was interested, but she was lively in an argument and appeared confused by his attentions. He did not mind her consternation, as long as he could stick around to make sure she did not overdo things. He knew he had an overprotective streak a mile wide, but it was an integral part of him. He had finely honed his protectiveness over the years while surrounded by the sheer mass of females in his life. He figured at his age, it was not likely to disappear. Besides, the pretty blonde could use some care and attention.