Even though I'm sure Cole had a keycard to the suite, he knocked on the door less than a half hour later for reasons I could only describe as"need the drama of crashing into you like a bull"as his hands found the front of my romper and split it in two.
Sorry, sorry,I mentally apologized to theirreparably torn piece of silk fabric as it landed less than two feet from the suite’s front entrance.
Then Cole saw the cotton panties I was wearing underneath.
Suddenly, I found myself strewn across his lap. Coleyanked the panties down, but not off—just to right underneath my butt cheeks—as he made me pay for teasing The House, right there in the suite's outer room.
"This is for wearing panties without permission."
Smack!Stinging pain radiated across my bottom.
"This is for teasing me and forcing me to arrive in Palm Springs early."
Smack!
"I didn't force you to do anything!"I protested, squirming on his lap. Big mistake. My button rubbed into the knob of his knee, making the confusing sensations even worse.
My protest earned me another cheek-quaking smack."That's for denying the charges."
"But—"
His hand came down before I could protest again.
Smack!
"That's for colluding with Agnes to make sure she got to leave work early."
How did he know?
Cole laid a heavy hand on my hot bottom, kneading as he answered my unspoken question."You think I don't know when you've beenbad?"
Not knowing earned me another smack. And another.
Until, I moaned, “Cole, please stop” with tears in my eyes.
Not because it hurt—though, to be clear, it did.
The button between my folds had become engorged. It throbbed with another kind of pain—one that had me balancing precariously on the cliff of my sanity. It seriously felt like I would die if he didn’t stop already and…
“I need….please…Cole…Cole!” I babbled urgently, unable to put into words what I wanted.
“Come here, Sunny.” With gentle movements, he pulled my panties the rest of the way down my legs and hefted me up so that my legs were straddling his lap.
Then he firmly set me down on his long, straining erection.
“Ohhh!” Cole began guiding my hips in a dark, knowing cadence, and my head fell back as the sweetest relief I’d ever known rushed through my body.
It felt so good. Too good.
“I’m sorry.” Tears filled then spilled from my eyes. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”
“Ssh, it’s okay.” Cole drew me to him, cupping a hand behind my head.
“You liked the pain,” he murmured, translating my chaotic emotions for me. His voice had taken on a new quality. Soothing, patient as a professor teaching a dancer about physics. “But you also like the relief. You ready to get your reward for taking your punishment like a good girl, Sunny?”
I nodded against his shoulder, weak with emotion.
Then exploded, bright as fireworks over the desert, when he whispered for me to come.
