His words are my undoing. Just the acknowledgment that something is here between us makes me shed the last of my inhibitions. I take his fingers into my mouth and lick them clean, tasting my arousal. I moan while sucking on his fingers.
“Good girl,” he says, kneading my ass. I wince from the sudden pain, and he chuckles.
“Now,” he moves from the bed, leaving me alone on top of the sheets. “Get on your back and pull your knees up.”
My heart slows, and I swallow my pride.
Is it wrong to give in when I want it? I shift on the bed, and a hint of pain from the spanking makes me suck in a sharp breath.
“On your back, princess.” He waits while I make my decision and finally lie on my back for him.
I grab under my knees and lift them so he can see all of me. I watch his eyes heat, and it erases any trace of shame I have. He wants me.
I hide my smirk as he falls to his knees by the bed, so he’s eye level with my pussy. He takes a languid lick and I moan, leaning slightly to the left.
His hand comes down hard on my inner thigh with a loud smack!
My body jolts and I quickly move away from him, but he drags me back to the same spot, holding me down.
“Don’t move,” he warns me. His eyes pierce into mine, daring me to talk back, daring me to move, but I obey.
Partly because of the shock.
He waits until I’m in the same position and then runs his finger down my pussy and up to my throbbing clit, circling it once. The pleasure makes me want to move, but I stay still.
“You’re so perfect, princess,” he says moving away from me and leaving me on edge. He takes a step back and looks me over appraisingly. My cheeks heat, and I feel a small sense of anxiety now that the heated look is gone from his eyes.
“Kneel,” he says and I quickly move and sit in the position he wants. His large hand wraps around my thigh and moves my legs slightly apart.
“Like this.” His hard voice forces my eyes to his. “Remember that.” I hold his gaze and nod once.
“I want to train you,” he says softly. “Would you like that?”
I speak before I can think, “Yes.” My eyes widen at my confession.
“Good,” he says with a small smile, and the look he had when he first came in shows itself again as he sits on the bed next to me.
I start to move, but then stop myself. I need to be still.
He chuckles and places his large hand on my thigh. “Training is over for today, princess.” There’s a sadness in his voice, and I don’t like it. “Tomorrow we’ll start again. Not today.”
I slowly move, not understanding Gio’s motivation. Something’s changed between us, but more than that, something’s wrong. I know it in the core of my very being.
“Are you alright?” I ask him. I can’t help it. I don’t like that something's bothering him.
He tilts his head and considers my words before nodding once. “Everything will be fine.”
“What’s wrong?” The only thing I gathered from that response is that something is not fine. And I want to know what.
He runs a hand down his face and then pulls me into his lap. I love the feel of being this close to him. I find myself melting into him. The comfort is something I’ve never had before, and I don’t want to lose it.
“I’m supposed to do something that I don’t want to do,” he finally says.
“Don’t do it then,” I say simply.
He outright laughs at my response, leaning against the wall and pinching the bridge of his nose. “If only it was that easy, my princess.”
I lean against him and listen to the steady sound of his heart.
