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“It wasn’t meant to be and wasn’t meant to be anything other than trying to give you something soft to sit on. The fact is, sitting is not going to be comfortable for you for a few days. If you want to eat lying on your belly or your side, I’m fine with that. The only time your ass needs to come into contact with anything at all, as far as I’m concerned, is when I’m fucking you.”
“You don’t seriously think I’m going to let you fuck me after that, do you?”
“What I think is, I already fucked you after I welted you, and just because you get yourself into enough trouble you and my belt have to have a little discussion, it doesn’t mean either of us is doing without.”
Noah loved watching her think and the emotions play across her features.
“Truth is,” she sighed, “as much as it hurts, I’m still wet for you.”
He hugged her close. “That may be the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.”
“I really do wish I could hate you or at least not want to fuck you…”
“But you don’t, do you?”
“No… but I wish I could.”
Noah reached behind the couch and got the wildflowers.
“I picked these for you on the hill to the east of us.”
“Shit! Now, why did you have to go and do something like that?” she said in a voice bordering on tears.
“I thought you’d like them. I wanted you to know that once I’ve punished you, which includes fucking you in some way, that as far as I’m concerned, it’s over and done.”
“That’s really sweet. And I greeted your return with crashing dishware.”
“At the risk of inciting another tantrum, I’m not the one who can’t sit down. A bit of temper on your part is to be expected.”
“So, you’re not mad about the dishes?”
“Like I said, I don’t like that they were here at the safehouse, but at home, it’s not the worst thing you can do. Zara, I don’t expect you to be some kind of complacent submissive who accepts her punishment without reacting and/or getting angry. That’s not who you are… and you’re who I want,” he answered reassuringly.
“And again, you have to be nice to me, so I realize what a total bitch I was.”
“A bitch with a bright-red ass and sporting some pretty impressive welts.”
“You don’t have to remind me…” she sulked.
“Let’s see if I can’t make it feel a little better.”
Zara grumbled but didn’t resist when he delicately dabbed the soothing aloe gel across the marks his hand and belt had left behind. He knew they were still sore, but he hoped the gel would help a bit.
“Better?”
“Somewhat. Know what would make them feel even better?”
“I’m afraid to ask,” he said, laughing.
“Feeding me some of that delicious smelling coq au vin. Did you know that’s one of my favorite things to eat?”
“Is it? Good. It’s very easy to make. You’ll have to make me a list of things you particularly like. If you can do it by tomorrow midday, I can relay it to Thom, and he can bring us anything we need that wasn’t already stocked.”
“How are you with shellfish?”
“I make a scallop risotto to die for.”
“Yum! I want that.”
