“You’re taking this so well for me, dear heart,” his palm flattened in the middle of her back, soothing her.“Going to give you the last one quickly.”
Her stomach fluttered and she drew in a breath, willing herself to stay still but couldn’t stop herself from arching her back, offering him her ass.
He always meant what he said but the next strike had hot tears splashing onto her cheeks.
Her body jerked, her heartbeat hammering.
Yet, a deep, desperate part of her thrilled at being taken this way, at being completely his.
She swallowed hard over the tears in her throat and the last strike came down so hard it made her body shake.
“Five, Master,” she shivered, hot and cold shivers raising on her skin.
“Thank you.”And then the tears flowed rolling down her cheeks, a hot flood that she couldn’t stop.
“There, my dear heart.You’re okay.”Zee dragged the back of his knuckles over her heated flesh, pausing at her crack.
“Even good girls slip sometimes.Are you done being naughty?”
He let the words hang in the air, voice low and calm, almost tender.
Her shoulder ached as it tightened and she wanted to get up but she stayed where she was until she could get herself under control enough to answer him.
“Yes, Master.I am sorry again for my outburst.My emotions have been overwhelming since I fell.I should have handled it all better.”
“Is it always fair, Ella?”He ran his fingertips over her marked ass.
“No, Master.”Her voice was breathless and needy.
“Is fair the point?”
“No.”
“Tell me how it is between us?”Zee cupped her ass, the pressure of his hand making her heated skin flare again.
“I obey you,” her voice caught in her throat and a mix of pride bloomed low in her belly.
“That’s my good girl.”He helped her rise off the bed and gathered her in his arms.
“I love you.”
“Love you too, thank you, Master.”She choked out the words over a sob, let out a sob and the next thing she knew, tears fell down her cheeks.
She needed this outlet, needed him to put her back in her place and she needed to cry like this.
“Come on, love, it’s way past your bedtime.”
He tucked her in again and slid in next to her, slinging an arm across her, mindful of her shoulder.
His palm strayed down to her ass.
“I think it’s still giving off its own heat.”
“I’ll remember that tomorrow,” she whispered.
“That pleases me very much, dear heart.”
And there was nowhere else she’d ever want to be than in his arms.
