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Slowly, she stood, her chair legs grating as they slid, unsure of what she was doing. Drake took her hand, cleared the table’s contents away to the edges and pushed until she lay on her stomach.
There again came that simmering excitement—knowing he was about to spank her.
Her dress was pulled up, her panties slipped down to just below her ass, and his broad hand rested on her bared skin.
“Remember, this is to make you think, to understand our relationship. Trust me in the future. Yes?”
Gulping, she nodded. She’d suffered this before, yet it was still surreal to lie on her stomach and wait... and wait. She must think? The anticipation as he raised his hand was of oncoming pain and also a growing awareness of what this might be, if she accepted this as her future.
To be his.
To be punished when he thought it necessary.
The first blow made the table rattle and spread fire over her bottom.
Skin to skin.
His decision. Her submission to it. When she wriggled, he planted his hand above her ass to hold her.
“Be still.”
She tried to stop herself from shifting as he applied more smacks, harder and harder ones, until she was giving suppressed yelps to almost every blow. The pain blossomed, deepened, made her horny yet also emphasized his dominance over her.
Which was the whole point.
By the time he was done, she was clutching the sides of the table and wishing he’d stop. There was a point, she’d found, where horniness gave way to a dread of the next smack.
“I’m done, but you can stay there a while.” She heard him drag the chair around and turned her head to that side, to find he’d sat again, and was eyeing her. He laid his hand on the table, upturned so he could caress her face.
“I was angry when I first heard what you’d done. Then sad. I want you by my side, but I don’t want to be forever fighting you. Have you thought? Do you see what you did was wrong?”
His thumb brushed beside her mouth and over the corner of it.
“I do.” It was true, though she had reservations still. She was sorry she’d upset him but simply asking him if he’d said the truth would’ve been a bad way to verify the truth.
He wanted her to trust him absolutely. It was far too early for that commitment. Would it ever be the right time?
“I do like you.” She could see him as a friend and a man she could respect, no matter what.
“Even after I spank you?”
She thought that through then smiled. “More, really.”
That made him chuckle. “Good.”
It was a puzzle. She didn’t understand her reactions. “Can I get up now?”
He moved his hand to her ass, squeezing her there, directly where her skin felt hottest, sorest.
It was only seconds before the throb of the pain converted and she took a slow inhale and looked inward, feeling every inch of where his hand touched her ass, where those fingers curved, toward her cleft.
“You’re going to stay there while I fuck you, Princess. No coming this time though. None for you.”
“Oh. None?” She raised her eyes, watching him stand then pull his shirt over his head and unbuckle his belt. The tinkling sound of a buckle undoing triggered lust in her, and she felt the first dribble of moisture from her entrance.
“None.” Such a throaty denial. Sexy.
She eyed this gorgeous male as he crossed behind her, the ruggedness of him, the perfect lines of his chest and stomach. She felt the nudge of his cock at her lips below. He smeared the head up and down, pressing at her, until she gasped and bowed her spine, parting her thighs to let him in.
