Chapter 14: Ever Onward

Angel rolled over next to Jordan and opened her eyes. It was morning. Jordan stirred and woke up, looking at the clock. "Did you sleep well?" He asked and he pulled her close.

Angel sighed, "Yes that pill you gave me did the trick."

Jordan held her for awhile and decided not to put the moves on her, even though his body was telling him how much he wanted her. He didn't want sex to confuse the issue of how he felt inside about her and he wondered what he was getting himself into, especially after yesterday. Angel had a ton of baggage. There were not only her own issues but issues pertaining to her family and to Jordan's own father, Ethan Parks. It felt overwhelming, even to a man like Jordan who was independent and self-assured.

"We need to get up and get ready for work," Jordan said softly, and he leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

"No," Angel moaned, "There's no way I'm going back to your office after yesterday."

Jordan reached down and slapped her on the bottom, "Yes you are."

Angel didn't care what he did or said; she didn't intend to return to his office. She reached down and caressed his semi-hard cock and it began to stiffen at her touch.

"Angel," he said and he pushed her hand away.

Angel would not be discouraged and she slowly pushed the covers back leaned her head towards his crotch where he soon could feel her hot breath on his balls and cock. He knew there was no way he was going to make her stop; it felt too good.

She took his cock in her mouth briefly and then licked her tongue expertly over and around his balls and along his rigid shaft. She could read his responses and knew what to do next in order to increase his pleasure. Her tongue expertly licked, flicked, swirled, sucked, and caressed his cock and her hands touched him in all the right spots. She took his entire cock inside her mouth and down her throat and didn't gag or seem at all bothered by the action.

He could hardly breathe from the sensations. He had not felt this much pleasure in a long time and he moaned loudly as his balls began to tighten and the tip of his cock became more sensitive and he released his milky white load into her warm inviting mouth. He jerked and moaned as she sucked it out of him, "Oh my God," the sweat rolled down the sides of his face.

Angel smiled up at him when he was finished, "Do I still have to go with you to the office after that?"

"You little devil," he grinned at her, "That blow-job doesn't mean you're getting out of going to the office, sorry, but nice try."

Angel was becoming angry with him because she didn't want to go to the office. She had suffered enough anxiety from yesterday, "I'm not going Jordan, and I don't care if you spank me with your wicked hairbrush or what you do to me, it won't matter, I'm not going."

He grabbed her by the shoulders and pinned her down on the bed looking down into her face, "You're going. It's time for you to stop running away and avoiding things, you have to learn to face things head on."

She tried to push him away, but he held her firmly in place and kissed her, "Now let's get a shower," and he pulled her up and led her by her wrist into the bathroom.

Angel pulled back in resistance, "No Jordan."

He was a lot bigger and stronger than she was and he yanked her forward and forced her into the shower and turned on the water. He had a very large shower with two shower heads on either side and he stood her under the water and held her there, draping his arms around her so she couldn't escape.

"Don't make me," Angel choked as she stood beneath the water. He could see that there were tears in her eyes. He kissed her forehead and began to rub soap all over her body, caressing the soap into every nook and cranny of her body as he held her in place. He squirted some shampoo in her hair and massaged her scalp a little as he worked it in.

Angel began to relax as he washed her hair, and when he was done she turned around and began to wash his body, running her small hands with the soap across his broad chest, which was waxed clean of hair. He kept his body firm from daily exercise and usually once a month he had a massage, manicure, and pedicure and had the hair from his chest and back waxed. She loved the feel of his body as she rubbed him with the soap, wishing it could take all day long so that she would never have to get out of the shower and go to his office with him.

But soon they were toweling off and stood side by side on the thick soft white rug that lay on the ceramic tile floor. The bathroom was large and like everything else in Jordan's house, elegantly decorated, having a clean and expensive feel to it.

Jordan left the bathroom and began to get dressed, and Angel followed, but she couldn't bring herself to put on her skirt and blouse. She was planning to wear one of her new outfits today, but she couldn't seem to make herself put it on. She got as far as her bra and panties and decided that was enough and lay there on the bed, unable to finish.

"C'mon Angel," Jordan coaxed, "It won't be as bad as you think."

She looked up at him with pleading in her eyes, "Please Jordan."

Jordan knew in that instant that he could either go soft on her and let her stay home or get firm with her and make her go with him. He knew if he agreed to let her miss a day it wouldn't do much good because they would be in this same quandary the following day and it might get worse the longer she avoided it. He also wasn't anxious to leave her at home where he couldn't be there to keep his eye on her.

He was completely dressed except for his shoes and he sat down on the bed and grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her over to him. Even though he regretted that he was resorting to these tactics, he felt compelled. "Are you going to get dressed or should I spank you until you put your clothes on?" He asked.

"This isn't fair," Angel protested, yet she knew if she refused to get dressed she would wind up over his knee again. But she still couldn't seem to get motivated.

Jordan didn't waste much time he pulled her firmly over his lap and yanked her panties down and off and they fell to the floor in a heap. He then began spanking her bare bottom in a very firm and purposeful way. He smacked her hard and her eyes flew wide open. "Stop it," she screamed.

"I'll stop when you agree to get dressed," Jordan informed her as he continued smacking her vigorously.

"God dammit," She screamed.

Jordan persisted in spanking her soundly and she knew he fully intended to keep going until she agreed to get dressed. She struggled as her bottom turned pink and red from his harsh spanks. "What's it going to be Angel?" He asked after a minute or two when his hand began to hurt, "Should I get out the hairbrush?" And he continued spanking her as he waited for her to answer.

"I'll get dressed," She screamed. "Stop it."

Jordan looked down at her red bottom, "And you'll go to the office with a smile on your face?"

Was he kidding? A smile? "I'll go to the office, but no smile." She protested.

Jordan laughed a little and then he began to caress her bottom as she lay across his lap, "I hate spanking you so hard Angel," he said softly as he soothed her punished flesh.

Angel relaxed as his hands rubbed her hot bottom and she began to squirm as his fingers reached between her legs and he pressed his finger against her hidden button. Once he got going it was as if he couldn't stop, he ran his fingers in and around her folds and smiled as she squirmed and wiggled in pleasure. She felt his finger push inside of her and he began to move it in and out of her moist opening with purpose as she became more wet and aroused.

He enjoyed the way her body yearned for his finger as he worked it in and out. "Cum for me," He whispered.

Angel didn't know if she was close enough to climax or not, but she closed her eyes and concentrated and let herself feel his finger as it thrust in and out of her. It didn't take her long to tightened and squirm as she achieved release, secreting a rush of hot liquid on his finger and hand as it dripped from her opening.

"Oh my God," Jordan said and his cock was rock hard as he watched her spanked bottom wiggle on his lap as she climax.

Her juices saturated not just his finger and hand but his pant leg beneath where she was laying. He would have to change his pants now, but he didn't care. "Come on Angel," He whispered softly and pulled her up until she was sitting on his leg. He rubbed her sensitive clit gently as she sat on his lap and he kissed her, "Don't be so obstinate."

She thought she might do just about anything he wanted at that moment, "You didn't have to spank me so hard," she said as she kissed him back.

"Yes I did," He said and he nipped at her lower lip as she continued to squirm on his lap while he tenderly massaged her clit, "Now get up and get your clothes on for work and I'll take you out to lunch today to a nice restaurant, OK?"

"OK," She breathed and her lips brushed against his ear.

He let go of her and stood up, leaving her aroused from all the attention he had given her clit. She could still feel where his finger had thrust into her and he was erect from watching her climax and spanking her, but he began to get soft as he changed his pants for work. He was happy to see her get ready so quickly because they were already running late. He had programmed the coffee maker before he went to bed last night, so there was fresh coffee in the kitchen. He prepared hot coffee in a travel mug for each of them filled and grabbed a couple of pastries as he led Angel out to his truck.

When they arrived outside his office, Angel tensed up again. He looked down at her with affection. She had slid right up next to him and her body was clinging to his. He reached down and put his hand between the seat and her bottom and rubbed her sore bottom a little as it pressed against the seat, "It's going to be OK Angel," he whispered as he rubbed her bottom.

She reached over and put both of her arms around his neck, "Don't make me do this."

"I know you're nervous," He kissed her tenderly. "Tell you what, if anything upsets you today you come find me immediately, I don't care if I'm with a patient or not," He said, "You come get me no matter what, if you don't I just might have to find that hairbrush when we get home."

Her face flushed red at his threat and she swallowed, "OK," She felt better knowing that he would allow her to get him if she needed him. He was there for her.

As he led her inside, he pulled her around the reception desk and sat her down in her chair and handed her the travel mug filled with coffee and put one of the pastries on her desk. Then he kissed the top of her head and headed for his office, the patients were already beginning to arrive, and Angel had to tell them each to sign the sign-in sheet on the counter while she stood up to go pull their charts.

It turned out that Connie and Meredith felt a bit sorry for Angel after what they had witnessed the day before with Rori. Both women had spent a fair amount of time on the phone together last night comparing notes. They decided Jordan wasn't so crazy after all to try and help Angel.