Putting her hand in his, she let him pull her to standing, their bodies now nearly flush against each other with just their hands between them.She tilted her head back to look up at him.
“Matthew,” she said, only a little breathless.“I would like you to spank me.”
Matthew
Of all the things he thought his wife might request on the second night of their marriage, a spanking was not one of them.
“I… are you sure?”
She tilted her head, looking up at him with a serious expression, though he would swear mischief was dancing in her violet eyes.The filmy nightrail she was wearing beneath the thin silk of herpeignoirdid little to hide her body from him, and his cock was already as hard as a rock.He very much wanted to strip her down… and now he very much wanted to give her a spanking.But he could not quite believeshewanted him to give her one.
“Well,” she said, wrinkling her nose.“Iwasvery cheeky.I am not normally cheeky.”
“That is true.”But he rather liked that she was cheeky with him.It made him feel like she was comfortable with him in a manner she was not with others.“I would prefer to give you a nice spanking, though.”
“What is a nice spanking?”
The earnestness with which she asked was adorable.He found her naïve curiosity to be utterly entrancing.Most young ladies her age had been trained on what was and was not socially acceptable, what they could and could not say.Johanna’s family must have been very on the outside of social events, even at home, for some time because she was far too inquisitive for Society.
“One that is for fun, not for punishment.It… hurts less.”Matthew had been rather appalled when he’d first realized that he was aroused by spanking a woman, though he’d also quickly learned that there were varying degrees to which a woman liked being spanked.He was not a very good disciplinarian, but he enjoyed a nice pink bottom as much as the next man.Though he did not think he could ever use a belt on a woman, he had no objections to a flogger, a good, sturdy hairbrush, or a paddle, though one lover had told him he wielded such things far too lightly.
“Then that is what I want,” Johanna said, nodding her head firmly.The mischief was still dancing in her eyes, though she seemed nervy as well.Matthew grinned and slid one arm around her waist to pull her more firmly against him, their hands trapped between them, so he could lower his lips to hers with a kiss.
“As you wish,” he replied softly, just before their lips met.
It only took a moment of kissing her before he slid his hand out from between them, so he could hold her in both arms.One hand splayed out across her back, while the other skimmed over the back of her silken robe to curve over her buttocks.She shuddered against him, sliding her hands up to wind them about his neck as she pressed closer to him, the hard ridge of his cock digging into her soft belly.
With a groan, Matthew hoisted her up against him, making her squeak in surprise as she wrapped her legs around him.Holding her buttocks with both hands, he held her in front of him as he pivoted and began carrying her to the adjoining door between their rooms.
“Where are we going?”she asked, even though the answer was somewhat obvious.
“My room.If I am going to spank you, I certainly do not want one of your sisters coming in during the middle of it.Or interrupting our morning tomorrow.”He grinned, pressing a kiss to her throat as he moved them through the doors and into his space.
Besides, if he was honest, he wanted her inhisbed.Though hers was very nice, there was something nicely proprietary about having her in his space rather than hers.Very primeval and whatnot.
She shuddered against him, and he gave her buttocks a good squeeze as he kicked the door shut behind him.
ChapterTwenty-Five
Johanna
Heart pounding in her chest, Johanna clung to her husband’s neck, her thighs tight around his body, with her ankles locked together behind his back as he carried her toward his bed.This was her first time in his room, and it was difficult to do more than catch a glimpse of it, she was so focused on him.
The brief impression she got was a great deal of heavy, dark wood, dark plum curtains and bedspread, and a thick Persian rug was large enough to cover the majority of the open floor space.A masculine space that seemed almost too somber for her husband’s open charm and warmth.
There was not much time for her to really look around, though, before they reached the bed, and he was spinning around to sit on it with her legs still wrapped around him.Despite the fact she could have sat on his lap at this point, his hands still cupped her buttocks.
What would it feel like when he spanked them?
Dark eyes bore into hers.
“Are you sure you want this?”
“Yes.”She sounded much surer than she felt, but she was too curious to back out now.Besides… “I was very cheeky.”
Matthew chuckled and squeezed her bottom.
“I like you cheeky with me.You’re still my good girl.”
