“Six.Seven.Eight.Oooh.”Her back arched, pressing her ass in the air like some kind of fucking erotic offering, and her legs started to shake.
I slid my hand between her legs, teasing her opening with the tip of my finger.It reminded me of the oldjust the tipjoke, but my throat was too tight from wanting her to laugh at anything.
“You are so wet for me.So beautiful.God, Alex.”
I felt my control start to slip.Plunging my fingers inside her, I pressed forward, curving until I felt the spongy place I was looking for.Stroking in and out of her with one hand, I brought my other hand down hard on the fleshy part of her ass.
“Count, Alex.”It was my turn to grit my teeth.My turn to hold onto the last vestiges of my control.
“Nine.”She sobbed the word.“Coming.Erik.Fuck, I’m coming.”
I smacked her one last time as I felt her body clench around me, pulsing as her tight cunt milked my fingers.Hitting the button on the remote, I turned off the vibe and rubbed gentle circles on her abused ass as the last of the climax rolled through her.Gazing down at the woman drawing shaky breaths in front of me, the gorgeous, incredibly strong woman who’d given herself to me, I felt something in my chest tighten.If she was the one submitting, why did it feel like I was the one being mastered?
THE AIRY INSTRUMENTALMUSIC ENDED and the yoga instructor slowly turned the lights on around the perimeter of the room.If I could figure out a way to just show up for the last fifteen minutes of class and the guided meditation while I sacked out on my mat, I’d go to yoga every day.Twice a day.
I actually hadn’t minded the poses this time.Even the core sequence felt good for a change, instead of like slow torture.After my time with Erik, my whole body felt alive, as if even in the absence of his touch, my skin was somehow more sensitive.I could get used to the feeling but I still wasn’t sure how I felt about the spanking.Or rather, I was sure I loved it—like came so hard I saw stars and might have screamed myself hoarse—but I wasn’t sure how I felt about loving it.If I got off on the naughty schoolgirl thing, on the equivalent of Erik turning me over his knee andpunishingme, what did it mean?I had a lot of feelings to work through on the issue, but I knew without a doubt I’d bend over for him again if he asked me.
The only part that felt off was the lack of sex, which was maybe not accurate considering the multiple orgasms and the amount of time I’d spent naked with him.It didn’t matter; it wasn’t the same.I wanted him inside me, moving above me or under me.I didn’t care about the specifics.I wanted to feel myself joined to him, not just through mutual pleasure, a realI take your body into minekind of union.It was as if he’d uncovered an empty space inside me only he could fill, and every time we were together, the ache got stronger.
I understood why he’d insisted on no sex in the beginning.It really cheesed my biscuits that he’d been the emotionally mature one of us, but he’d been right.I was so used to using sex for power even when I wasn’t having it.I never would have surrendered and made myself vulnerable if he hadn’t held the line.And that meant I’d never have felt all the things I was feeling with him.I was ready to go farther.I’d been sure he was too and then at the last minute, he pulled back and pulled away.
“Ready to go?”asked Meredith, waving her hand in front of me.“You zoned out on me for a minute there.”She’d already rolled up her mat and stood in front of me, hand on her hip, looking like some kind of Celtic goddess.It didn’t matter how hard the class was; she never looked like she’d been working.
“Yeah.Sorry,” I said, shaking myself back to the present.I rolled up my mat and shoved my feet into my shoes before falling into step beside her.
“Want to go to Mocha & Mine?They’ve got those chili ganache things you like this week.”
We had a standing arrangement.I did yoga with her because I had to do some kind of exercise and I hated yoga the least, and she went with me for coffee and chocolate afterward.Or pralines.I could be flexible with the treat as long as our calorie intake came close to meeting our expenditure.
“Sounds good.”I glanced over and caught her watching me, her green eyes intent.“What?”
“I’m not sure,” she said, searching my face.“There’s something different with you.There wasn’t nearly as much bitching as usual and you seem lighter.I don’t know—different somehow.The last time we got together, you were popping antacids like they were M&M’s.What changed?Did Charlotte get the lawsuit dropped?”
My steps faltered at the mention of the lawsuit.I’d been so wrapped up in Erik—tied up by Erik—I hadn’t asked Charlotte about the status of the suit against my company.I knew she’d tell me if something big came up but it bugged me that I’d so quickly re-ordered my priorities around a man.It bothered me more that when I thought about going back to work, my chest tightened in an uncomfortable way.My bills were paid up for the month and I had a little bit of money in my checking account and a couple of months’ worth of expenses in my money market, but unless something changed with the lawsuit, and quick, I was going to have to figure out another way to support myself.
“Nope.No change.”I left it there.The rest of my feelings were too complicated to talk about before a serious infusion of cacao.
