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Lucy entered her apartment with Tim in tow. She let out an exhausted sigh as she tossed her keys onto the kitchen counter. “I need a big meal, a hot bath,” she said, turning to grab Tim’s hand. “Some quality sexy time, and then I want to sleep for 24 hours.” Tim rubbed her hands gently, signaling that something was wrong. “What is it?” she asked, concerned.
Tim let out a small sigh, still holding onto Lucy's hands. “Isabele always used to crash after a long assignment. It would take her a long time to recover from a long-term assignment. Would take her months to come back to life.”
Lucy could hear the turmoil in Tim’s voice. “Well, this was only a week, so a long night's sleep will do me.” Lucy paused for a moment. “Although I do need to come clean about something, though.” Lucy pulled her hand softly away from Tim. “I know, I made you promise not to watch Top Chef,” Lucy’s voice hitched as Tim looked at her oddly. “But I couldn’t wait, I’m sorry.”
Tim’s mouth dropped in shock. He was speechless and shook his head in disapproval before he raised his hands and pointed at her. “Bad girlfriend.”
“No. No. I’m sorry,” Lucy gasped as Tim walked towards her,
“Horrible.”
Lucy quickly made her way so that the couch was between her and Tim. “I am sorry!”
“Oh, you will be sorry, alright!” Tim leapt over the couch, causing Lucy to cry out in surprise, and she stepped to the left just as Tim went to grab her.
“No!” Lucy expressed in mid-laughter as she was now between the kitchen counter and the island.
“Come here,” Tim ordered. Lucy just shook her head. “Lucy, if you are not here on your knees, by the count of three, there will be consequences.”
“Oh, promise?” Lucy smirked.
“1… 2…” Tim glared as Lucy folded her arms across her chest. His counting wasn’t going to affect her. “3… get over here now.”
“Ummm, no,” Lucy answered as she rushed to her bedroom. She managed to shut the door most of the way, but squealed as Tim stopped the door from permanently closing. “No!” Lucy shouted with another laugh as she pushed on the door, but it didn’t work. She gasped as she took a step back, the door slamming open, with Tim Bradford glaring at his bad girlfriend. Lucy quickly rushed to the far side of her bed, looking at Tim, who was still standing in the doorway, leering at her.
“Bad girl.”
“I said I was sorry.”
"Simply apologizing isn't always enough." Tim entered the room, closed and locked the door behind him, and Lucy swallowed. "What shall I do with you?" Tim rolled back his black Henley shirt sleeves to his elbows, captivating Lucy. When he was done, he looked up to see Lucy staring at him. “Lucy.”
“Hmmm?” Lucy wasn’t sure if it was the exhaustion or the fact that she hadn’t been in Tim’s arms for almost a week (minus their canoodling moment in the apartment’s laundry room), but damn, Tim was extra sexy right now.
Tim watched Lucy for a moment before walking over to her, their eyes locked on each other. This time, Lucy didn’t run away; she stared, her heart racing. Tim was relieved—he didn’t want to chase her anymore. He gently grabbed her beautiful, straight brown hair and pulled her head closer, bringing their lips nearly together. Lucy had mentioned that she wanted some intimate time, so he was more than happy to oblige.
“You've been a bad girlfriend.”
Lucy swallowed. “I know, I’ll make it up to you.”
“Oh, I know you will,” Tim stated as he released her, not giving Lucy the kiss she had wanted. Tim’s muscles tightened as he crossed his arms. “Strip for me, but not too quickly.”
Lucy let out a sigh. “Tim, I just got back from a UC operation. Can’t we have some sexy time in the shower, then snuggle on the couch and watch some TV?" Lucy reached for Tim's shirt, but he took a step back, denying her. Lucy frowned. “Are you really that upset with me?”
Tim looked at Lucy for a moment before shaking his head. “Upset? No. Disappointed? Very.” Lucy lowered her head and bit her lip. That was one thing she had tried to avoid since day one: disappointing him. She wanted to make him proud. Tim reached out and lifted her chin with his fingers, their eyes meeting. “Your actions should have consequences,” he said in a low voice. “Don’t you agree?”
“And me stripping for you is my consequence?” Lucy asked softly.
Tim ran his fingers through Lucy's hair. “No, me spanking that fine ass of yours until you can’t sit for a week will be your consequence.” Tim took a step back as Lucy’s eyes widened. “Strip. Now.”
Lucy suddenly felt a wave of anticipation wash over her. Was Tim really going to spank her until she couldn't sit for a week? Slowly, she reached for the hem of her shirt and lifted it over her shoulders.
Tim frowned as he noticed that Lucy had covered her DOD tattoo with makeup. He hated it when she did this because it made him feel like she never truly accepted what had happened to her. However, he also understood that she felt the need to cover it up while she was working undercover.
Tim watched as Lucy slipped out of her pants, tossing them aside with her foot. She then turned slowly, presenting her ass to him, and deliberately hooked two fingers at the edge of her underwear. With deliberate slowness, she slid them off her body.
“That is a magnificent ass, Chen. Too bad it will be red when I am through with it.”
“So cocky, Bradford,” Lucy teased as she turned to Tim and playfully threw her underwear at him.
Tim caught the silky fabric, still gazing at Lucy as he brought it to his nose and inhaled deeply before slipping it into the back pocket of his pants. Wow, if she wasn't aroused before, she was now. Lucy then turned to face Tim fully, unhooked her bra with deliberate slowness, and let it slide off her arms to the floor. She stood completely naked in front of him.
“Now it’s your turn,” Lucy smiled as she took a step towards him, reaching to grab his shirt.
Tim quickly captured Lucy’s wrists and forced a gasp out of her as he pulled her towards him, his lips now pressing against her ear. “Did you forget who's in charge right now?”
Lucy moaned at the tone Tim used. The way he spoke to her, with that brooding authority, sent shivers through her body and made her nipples harden.
Lucy whispered, "No, sir," as she freed her hands from Tim's gentle grasp and grabbed his belt. "However, I still feel that it's unfair that you're not naked yet."
“Is that so?” Tim stated as he allowed Lucy to unbuckle his belt. He leaned down and kissed her neck, capturing her wrists again just before she could unzip his pants. “No, you have to earn it.”
Lucy's breath caught in her throat. “And how do I earn it?”
Tim's eyes sparkled as he ran his hand over Lucy's cheek. “Get on the bed, face down, with your ass in the air.”
“How about you take that shirt off first, and then I will—” Lucy gasped as Tim grabbed her by the arm and flung her onto the bed. She landed on her stomach, and before she could regain her bearings, Tim seized her arms, holding them behind her back with one hand while the other landed forcefully on her backside. “Fuck!”
“Oh, you will be, don't you worry!” Tim growled as he spanked her another three times. “But first, you’re going to get a slap on your ass for every minute you watched Top Chef without me. I was going to be nice and use my hand, but maybe I’ll use my belt instead.” Lucy's face flushed when she felt Tim move. The cool leather slid across her skin, and she shuddered. “How long is an episode, Luce?” Tim playfully smacked her ass with the belt, causing Lucy to let out a soft moan. “Let’s do 45, shall we? I will be nice and count.” Lucy bit her lip as Tim smacked her ass lightly again. No pain, just the tingling sensation that was causing her to pool between her legs.
A tear fell down Lucy’s cheek as Tim reached 45. Now she was uncomfortable, and her ass stung like hell. She heard Tim throw the belt on the floor, and then moaned as he gently rubbed her scarlet-tinted ass. “So beautiful,” Tim whispered as he ran a finger between her ass cheeks and then gently to the junction between her legs. “Oh, what's this? Why Lucy Chen, my, my... You are dripping.” Tim inserted a finger into her. “When I spank your ass, do you always become aroused?"
“Only if it leads you to fucking it.” Lucy whimpered, then she gasped. Did she say that out loud?
Tim remained motionless for a moment, his jaw slightly dropping in surprise. Since Ashley and Rachel were ‘exit only’ kind of girls, he never pushed Lucy for anal, and she never brought it up... until now. Tim moved his hand over Lucy’s ass, up her spine, and back down, before softly pressing his thumb on her constricted opening,
“And is that what you want?” His voice was husky.
Lucy let out a moan as she bit her comforter, her eyes slowly rolling back. It wasn’t until she felt a stinging sensation on her left butt cheek that she came back to reality, her body clenching. She almost came right there.
“Yes, please,” Lucy moaned.
“Aww, but see, only good girls get what they want. Bad girls,” Tim slapped Lucy’s ass hard, causing her to cry out in pain. “Get punished.” Lucy could hear Tim start to remove his clothes. She turned, wanting to see him, but before she could get a good peek, Tim stopped. “Oh no, you don’t get to look, turn around, face on the bed.”
“That’s not fair. I haven’t seen you naked since before I went undercover. Even in the laundry room, you just whipped it out and-”
Tim grabbed Lucy’s hair and yanked it, her head snapping backwards as her arms stretched out. Damn, a brooding Tim Bradford was so fucking sexy!
“You’re just lucky I managed to take you against that dryer before someone came knocking. And you’re also fortunate that I didn’t kidnap you after that date, to remind you exactly who you belong to.” Tim’s voice trembled a little.
Tim wasn't lying when he said he nearly had a heart attack that night in the laundry room at her UC apartment when he held her in his arms. He genuinely thought Lucy had been shot. When she entered the laundry room, she ran to hug him, he felt his entire world shift. It was true; all he wanted was to take her home and make love to her. Especially since he almost died the same night as well.
Lucy felt Tim shift with an uneasy stance. “Tim?” Then she pulled away from him and turned and looked at him. He had his eyes closed, his jaw ticking. She stood up on her knees and reached up her hand to cup his face. That is when he opened his eyes and looked at her. “What’s wrong?”
Tim let out a sigh. “Nothing, I-I’m not really in the mood anymore.” He ran his hand over her cheek. “Let me run you that bath with some Epsom salts and-”
Lucy shook her head, reached out so that both of her hands were now on each of his cheeks. “No, we are not going to do this. Something is wrong, and you will not shut me out.”
Tim stayed quiet for a moment before he bent down and kissed Lucy.
“I get so worried when you go undercover, and when I saw that restaurant get shot up with you in it, and I couldn’t do a damn thing… I truly almost had a heart attack. And when I held you in my arms, all I wanted to do was carry you away.”
Lucy moved closer to Tim and hugged him tightly, her breasts pressing against his black Henley as she closed her eyes. “I am safe, I am here, and I don’t plan on going anywhere.”
“I know,” Tim rested his cheek on Lucy’s head.
There was a short pause before Lucy let out a sigh. “Tim? Since we're on this subject now, I just wanted to ask you something. Why didn’t you tell me you almost died chasing down the shooter at the restaurant?"
Tim cursed under his breath. “Because I didn’t,” he said bluntly, knowing that probably wasn’t the best answer, but it was all he had. “Who told you?” Tim wouldn’t have thought it was Officer Janssen who told Lucy, so Tim guessed that he told someone else. Most likely, it was Aaron.
Lucy pulled away from Tim and looked into his eyes. “It doesn’t matter. Plus, we’ll set aside the fact that you left it out of the report so I wouldn’t find out.”
“Pft, I did not.” Tim’s voice betrayed him. “Okay. The gun was empty, right? So this is much ado about nothing. Besides, I know for a fact that you don’t tell me everything that happens to you when you’re undercover.”
“N-no, no.” Lucy shook her head. “You know for a fact that Isabel didn’t.” Tim closed his eyes as Lucy grabbed his hand. “If this is gonna work between us, I need to know that you can see the difference.”
“Of course I can,” Tim said in a serious tone. “Okay? But… I need you to take it seriously if I ever sound the alarm about something. Otherwise, the pain of what I went through will have been for nothing, and I can’t lose you the way I lost her.”
Lucy could see the fear in Tim’s eyes. “I won’t, I’ll walk away before it ever gets close to anything like that, okay? I promise.”
Tim just nodded, then he reached and wrapped Lucy in his arms. After a moment, Lucy pulled away, her hands now slipping underneath Tim’s shirt, letting out a soft moan as her hands trailed against his rigid torso. She stood fully on her knees, raising the fabric over Tim’s body, and threw it behind her. She then wrapped her arm around Tim’s neck and pulled so that their lips met in another passionate kiss.
When their lips separated, Lucy whispered. “Please make love to me.”
Tim looked into Lucy’s eyes as she started to remove his jeans, and within a few seconds, he was fully naked and knelt on the bed, with her scooting up to give him more room. Lucy spread her legs just a little so that Tim could move between them. Tim leaned down and kissed Lucy’s lips, his hands reaching out to caress one of her hardened nipples. Damn, he missed her so much.
Lucy wrapped her arms around Tim’s neck and pulled him even closer to her, her legs now wrapped around his calves. She had missed him so much, even though she knew he was always there, hidden in the background, watching and protecting her.
Tim broke the kiss and pressed his lips against the side of her neck, while Lucy moved her hands to rest on his biceps. She could feel his arousal against her as Tim positioned himself so that he was able to insert two fingers into her hot core, loving how wet she truly was.
Lucy whimpered just a little, crying out as she arched to the thrust of his fingers, her head tilted back, giving Tim better access to her neck. Tim pulled his fingers out of her, then trailed them up Lucy’s body until he reached her lips.
“Taste yourself,” Tim ordered with a whisper.
Lucy opened her mouth as Tim carefully placed his fingers on her tongue. He watched with desire as Lucy licked every drop. Once she was finished, Tim removed his fingers and kissed her, savoring the taste of her on his lips.
However, Tim was greedy, and he wanted more. “Don't move, I'll be right back.”
Lucy watched as Tim strode ass naked out of the bedroom. A few minutes passed, and Tim came back with a warm, wet washcloth. He approached Lucy and gently wiped the cover up from Lucy's DOD tattoo.
“Mmm, much better.” Then Tim threw the cloth to the side as he leaned and kissed Lucy's neck, then made his way south, making sure to make small pit stops at her breasts. Then he made a special stop at her DOD tattoo, kissing it, like he had always done since they had been together. Then he kissed her belly button, and then his final destination, the spot between her beautiful thighs.
Lucy arched her hips to meet Tim's tongue, her hands clenching the bed comforter as Tim lapped and flicked at her clit.
“Tim, please, I want you,” Lucy begged.
Tim smirked, then kissed her inner thigh before pulling away. “Turn over,” he ordered, and Lucy obliged quickly. Tim ran his hand over Lucy's ass, a hint of redness still lingering from him spanking her earlier. “So tell me,” Tim whispered as he ran his hand over her spine, then down the crack of her ass, until he stopped at Lucy's puckered hole. “Were you serious about me taking you here?”
Lucy bit her lip. “Yes, but just so that you know, I've never tried it before. You'd be the first.”
Tim sucked in a breath. He had to admit, being Lucy's first anal, it was a big turn on. Tim leaned forward, kissed Lucy on the back of her shoulder, then reached into the drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a condom and some Aloe Cadabra lubricant.
“What, what are you doing?”
“Babe, this is gonna be your first time. I'm not just gonna spit on my dick and shove it in. I have to be gentle. A condom already has lubricant, which will help the process.”
Lucy shook her head. “No, I don't want a barrier between us. I want you to be bare.”
Tim wanted to argue with her, but decided against it. He didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable, so he placed the condom aside and applied some of the lubricant to his fingers and then began to rub Lucy's ass gently. He spent some time just massaging her, making sure she was relaxed, before pouring some more lube on his fingers. “Alright, babe, I need you to relax, okay?”
Lucy took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. “Okay,”
Tim gently started to push against her tight hole with his right index finger and watched as it disappeared into her ass. “Perfect,” Tim praised. “Now I am going to put another finger in, take a deep breath, Luce.” He watched as her body moved with her breath, and then he pushed another finger in. God, she was so goddamn sexy. He gently began to move in and out of her, slowly scissoring her, preparing her for what was about to come.
Tim fingered Lucy, massaged her, and made sure she was ready for at least five minutes before removing his fingers, grabbing the bottle, and dabbing her asshole and his cock.
“You ready?”
“Mmhmm,” Lucy responded.
“I just need you to take a deep breath and relax. You’re going to feel some pressure, and it might hurt. If it's unbearable, please tell me to stop.”
“Okay,” Lucy said as she raised her ass to Tim.
Tim's cock rubbed against Lucy, and she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He moved another inch into her, and she winced as her muscles tensed. Tim froze, concerned about taking any further action.
"Are you alright?" Tim caressed Lucy's back.
"Yeah, just a little pain," Lucy took a breath. "I didn't realize how big you are; just do it."
"Are you sure?" Tim changed his tone.
"Yes! Now, please!" Lucy let out a cry of agony as Tim gave her a harsh slap on her ass, and then she felt him thrust into her completely. Lucy's eyes began to well up with tears. "Tim!"
“Damn, Lucy, you're so fucking tight!”
Tim grabbed Lucy's ass cheeks and pulled them apart, his view of his cock in her ass, balls deep, almost made him cum right there. He slowly started to move, loving how she engulfed him so perfectly..
As Tim slowly pushed in and out of her ass, a tear ran down Lucy's cheek. Gently, she moved with him, her teeth biting the bed sheets. She quickly took her right hand and reached between her legs to pay with her clit. She had never felt such pleasure before, and the pain was almost gone.
Tim had to pace himself or he would come in Lucy's ass immediately. He gritted his teeth as Lucy's muscles clenched around him. Tim spanked Lucy again as he continued his gentle thrusts. Lucy moaned as Tim continued penetrating her asshole while she played with herself. She pushed against Tim, attempting to get him to move faster because she could feel her climax coming. After receiving the memo, Tim sucked in a breath and accelerated.
“Lucy,” he warned, telling her that he was close.
“Tim, please, faster!”
A moment later, Lucy cried out as she climaxed, followed by Tim emptying himself into her. Tim stayed inside for a moment longer, panting before he pulled out, his hot cum slowly dripping out of her.
Lucy tried to catch her breath. Damn, that was one of the best experiences she had ever had. Tim disappeared for a moment, only to return with a warm washcloth and gently wipe her clean. He then pressed his lips in the middle of her back.
“You are beautiful and perfect in every way.”
Lucy turned onto her back, wrapped her arms around Tim's neck. “Does this mean you forgive me for watching Top Chef without you?”
Tim tilted his head and then shrugged. "Yes, but you're still a bad girlfriend."
Lucy playfully pouted. "Aww, how can I become a good girlfriend again?"
Tim leaned in, bringing his lips close to Lucy's. "I'm sure you'll figure something out."
Then he kissed her.