Page 14 of What the Doctor Ordered

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My heart dropped into my stomach when I returned to the ballroom and Kiley was nowhere in sight.

I searched frantically, scouring every corner of that large room and even asked a few people if they had seen her.

Thankfully, a young couple was able to point me in the direction of the garden, informing me that a young man had walked out there with her.

I wasted no time and quickly pushed my way through the crowd to shove the white, ornate double doors open.

The cool night air did little to calm me as my eyes scanned the area. It didn’t take me long to find Kiley. I immediately saw red when I made out who was in front of her, reaching his hand out as if to grab her.

“Keep your hands off of her!”

The words flew from my lips before I even had a chance to form them in my mind.

I felt a dark satisfaction rise in me when the two of them jumped apart.

Kiley’s eyes widened and filled with relief when they focused on me.

That calmed me only slightly as I stalked up to the two and got between them, grabbing Kiley’s shoulder and shoving her behind me.

“Simon,” Kiley gasped.

I didn’t even look at her but did tighten my hand on her shoulder slightly in warning. My eyes were trained on Kramer, who was currently glaring at me heatedly. What the hell happened before I arrived?

I glanced back briefly at Kiley, studying her from head to toe to make sure she wasn’t hurt. Her eyes were wide, but she otherwise looked completely fine. I didn’t like the alarmed look she carried though. I only had one person to blame for it.

“Nice of you to join us, Vale,” Kramer said, tilting his head at us in interest. “I was just keeping Kiley company since you so rudely left her on her own.”

I had to swallow the growl that wanted to surface. “It couldn’t be helped,” I spat. I didn’t owe him an explanation, and he damn well knew it. “That gives you no right to harass my fiancée. I must politely insist that you stay away from her.”

Kramer sneered. “You have no right to insist such a thing,” he retorted, sharply. He gestured to Kiley. “It is her decision who she chooses to associate with.”

I just smirked. “Yes, but I am well-aware of the fact that you have caused her discomfort in the past,” I said. “So, for her well-being, I must again insist you keep your distance.”

Kramer’s hands curled into fists at his sides, and I felt my whole body stiffen in response, prepared to defend Kiley if the need arose. My whole body froze in fear and shock when Kiley suddenly dove forward to place herself between me and Kramer, her arms outstretched as if to keep us apart.

“Don’t fight!” she pleaded, looking between the two of us with wide, panicked eyes.

Kramer blinked before reaching for her again. I gave him a dark look before snatching Kiley back, pulling her to my side and wrapping a protective arm around her.

“I’m warning you, Bennett,” I snarled in a low voice. “Stay away from her.”

Before Kramer had a chance to respond, I turned away, pulling Kiley along behind me.

We were silent as I dragged her back through the mansion and out the front door.

I stalked over to my car, opening her door for her without a word.

She got in obediently, snapping her seatbelt on and clasping her hands in her lap.

She seemed afraid to look at me and with good reason.

I could feel my blood pressure skyrocketing as I started the car and pulled out of the insanely long driveway.

I could feel my hands tightening on the steering wheel as I stared straight ahead into the darkness.

My knuckles were white as I clutched the wheel.

I kept playing the worst-case scenario in my mind.

What would Kramer have done if I hadn’t arrived in time to intervene?

While he didn’t seem the type to cause her physical harm, I wasn’t willing to take that chance.

I saw the way he looked at her. Even if he wasn’t planning on hurting her, I was certain he was about to try something .

“Simon?”

Kiley’s voice was soft and hesitant as she broke the long silence that had stretched between us.

I didn’t answer, not trusting my voice at the moment. I could regret whatever came out. I needed time to cool down before I dealt with the naughty young lady beside me.

“Simon?” she said again, a little louder this time.

I clenched my jaw but still didn’t look over at her, keeping my eyes locked on the road. “I would stay quiet if I were you,” I told her through my teeth. “I am trying to keep calm and need all of my concentration to do that.”

I could see Kiley turn to look at me in my peripheral vision, her jaw dropping slightly. “But-!”

“Hush,” I snapped.

Kiley wisely took the hint and fell silent again.

I was only slightly calmer when we pulled up to my house. I quickly parked and marched over to Kiley’s side, pulling her door open before she even had a chance to undo her seatbelt. I undid it for her and then reached in to grab her by the upper arm.

“Simon!” she protested, as I started to lead her toward the house.

I let go of her arm, swung back, and swatted her bottom sharply, the sound echoing through the quiet yard.

“Ouch!” Kiley yelped. “Simon, I’m sorry!”

“Oh, you will be,” I promised her, shoving the front door open and propelling her inside with an uncompromising hand.

I pulled her through the house and directly into my bedroom. I wasted no time sitting down on the bed and dragging her over my knee.

“Simon, don’t!” Kiley cried out, reaching her hands back to shield her bottom.

I very easily snatched her wrists in one of my hands and used the other to push the sleek material of her dress up all the way to the middle of her back, leaving her creamy thighs, bottom, and the small of her back exposed to my gaze.

Kiley was already wriggling over my thighs, mortified by her current position.

I eyed her smooth skin for a moment before I pulled down her lacey black panties, completely baring her full cheeks.

I might have been angry, but I was still able to appreciate the view. Kiley was an attractive woman, there was no denying that. She was petite, her arms and legs slim, but her bottom and breasts were full and round. Delicious.

I couldn’t help but give the mounds of her bare butt a few firm pats as she lay draped over my lap. “I’m astounded that you seemed to have believed I gave you an order just to hear the sound of my own voice.”

Kiley stiffened as I ran my fingers over her cheeks. “No, that’s not true,” she murmured shakily.

I felt my temper flare. “Then why did you disobey me?” I grabbed one of her cheeks roughly, squeezing it in my palm.

Kiley sucked in a breath, and I felt my cock jump. I paused, waiting for her to answer, waiting for her to tell me that she didn’t have to obey me and that we were nothing to each other.

She surprised me by looking back at me over her shoulder. Submission shone in her bright green eyes. “I’m sorry!” she exclaimed. “I didn’t mean to disobey you.”

While I was touched by her submission, I had to remain firm. “That’s not an answer,” I said.

And I let my palm fall hard and fast, over and over again, down on her squirming bottom.

Kiley stiffened and clamped her mouth shut for the first ten or so.

Then, she started to wail, kicking her feet as I alternated cheeks, starting from the top of her cheeks and making my way methodically all the way down to the middle of her thighs.

I added several hard smacks to her smooth, toned thighs, just below the crease where they met her ass, ensuring that she would feel this spanking each time she sat down for the next day or two.

“Why am I spanking you, Kiley?” I asked, pausing the spanking so that I could hear her response.

It took Kiley a moment to take a couple of shuddery breaths. “I disobeyed you,” she responded. “You told me not to leave the ballroom and I did anyway.”

“Correct,” I said before I resumed her punishment, landing several harsh swats to the summits of each cheek, repeatedly in the exact same spot, causing the firm flesh to jiggle and the lady to squeal.

“I knew that Kramer was watching you. I saw the way he was looking at you from across the room. That’s why I told you not to leave. I knew he would seek you out.”

I could feel my anger rising as I remembered the very real fear I felt when I discovered Kiley was gone. Kramer had also disappeared, which left a terrible feeling in my gut. I didn’t want a repeat of those feelings ever again.

I stopped spanking. Kiley’s bottom was a dark pink color with splotches of darker red starting to form in those places I’d paid particular attention to. Kiley clearly thought that we were through. Her whole body relaxed and she started to breathe deeply.

She was in for a rude awakening.

“Stand up,” I ordered.

Kiley did so on shaky legs, swallowing hard as she met my stern eyes.

I kept eye contact with her as I stood up and started to undo my belt. Under less serious circumstances, I would have laughed at the stunned expression on her face as I slid the belt through the loops of my pants.

“Bend over the bed,” I commanded, folding the belt in half, causing the buckle to jingle ominously.

Kiley appeared to be frozen in place as she just stared at me, seeming to weigh her options in her mind.

I wouldn’t have been shocked if she’d refused to do so.

She was nothing to me, just a girl who I was paying to pretend to be my fiancée.

But if that was true, then why did I care so much that she put herself in danger?

I couldn’t even ponder the answer. All I knew was that there was a nasty knot in my gut from worry and I wanted it gone.

This was the only way I knew how to relieve it.

“Keep stalling and I’ll double the ten I already have planned for you,” I warned.

Kiley bit her lip before hanging her head and bending over the edge of the bed.

“Good girl,” I said before stepping up behind her.

The back of her dress had fallen so I lifted it back up, baring her nicely warmed bottom.

Kiley moaned her fear when I tapped the belt against the middle of her bottom, preparing my aim. I didn’t leave her waiting, pulling my arm back and snapping one of my favorite disciplinary tools sharply against her cheeks.

The shriek she let loose was impressive and I actually winced at the high-pitched sound, but I didn’t pause, snapping my wrist to deliver the next few lashes.

Kiley stiffened to try and brave the first few licks but then started to cry, kicking and writhing around on top of the bed.

I had to press my hand against the middle of her back to keep her still as I delivered the final two.

I dropped the belt onto the floor before sitting on the bed beside my naughty girl, stroking her burning bottom. Her skin was a uniform cherry red now with a couple of thick, dark lines visible from the belt.

“You may stand up when you’re ready,” I told her gently, brushing my fingers lightly over the spots that looked extra sensitive.

It took Kiley a few minutes of crying with her face pressed into the mattress, but she did manage to stand up.

She reached back and rubbed her stinging bottom as she faced me.

She looked so pitiful with her tear-stained eyes and pouting lips that I couldn’t help but tug her toward me, bringing her to stand between my legs. I wrapped my arms around her waist.

“Don’t ever do anything like that again,” I warned her.

Kiley sniffled and nodded. “I won’t,” she murmured.

Then, she looked up at me with wide eyes, looking like she was going to start crying again.

“I’m sorry. I know it was stupid, but I just needed a distraction.

I’ve been going crazy because…because…I think I’m developing feelings for you.

” She sniffled and continued, “But I know we can’t-”

I cut her off by pressing my lips to hers.