“Ow! Damn, baby!”
“Sorry, I know it burns.” I blow across the surface of his poor pink skin. “Is that better?”
He nods, and I put the cream on it, sure the burn will stop hurting with the painkiller in it. I turn to find some gauze and wrap it loosely around his forearm. “I bet that’ll be better in a couple of days. Don’t you?” I ask him.
I look to find him gazing at me. “Huh? Oh, yeah, a couple of days.” He pushes my hair back as it’s fallen into my face. “Thanks, Jade. Really.”
“Not a big deal, sweetie. I’m sure if I were on fire you’d help me too.” I kiss his cheek. “How about you rest on the sofa and read a bit while I figure out how to make the dinner? I can YouTube it or something. I think you just left the propane on too long. I’ll shut it off and let it air out before I try to light it again.” I pull his hand, and he gets up, allowing me to lead him to the living room.
“No, I’m not that hurt, Jade. I can still do it. I think you’re right. I left the propane on too long. I can deal with that. Let’s get back to the way I planned things in the first place. Fiasco over. Back to business as usual,” he says then, laughs.
“You sure, sweetheart? I can figure it out while you drink a beer. I saw the fridge that’s out in the garage; it’s filled with them.”
“It is?” I guess the owner left it. “I could use one. But bring it to me outside. I’m not about to turn into a big baby over a little burn. Even though I did see my life flash before my eyes.”
With a nod, I head to the kitchen and out the door that goes off it that leads to the garage. Grabbing him a beer, I make my way back out to him, finding him being very careful as he makes a second attempt at lighting the fire. When he gets it done easily this time, we both breathe sighs of relief.
Handing him the beer, I say, “You know what? You told me I’d like serving and doing things for someone if I cared about them. You were right about that. What kind of salad dressing would you like?”
“Ranch,” he says, then winks at me. “Tomorrow we’ll start your training. Testing your limits. What do you think about that?”
“I think I’m getting excited about it. I want to start working on small parts of the scene you wrote for me. Maybe you can tie me up the way you planned.”
“And give you a small dose of what the flogger can do for you?” he asks with raised brows.
“I like that idea. And tonight, when we go to bed, get a little rough with me, if you’d like to. I kind of like it when you smack my ass.” I shake it as I walk back inside to deal with the rest of dinner.
His growl follows me and sends a shiver down my spine. I’ve just signed up for a little rough play tonight. I hope I’m not moving too fast. But damn it, his hand on my ass drives me crazy. In a good way.
Starting the potatoes in the microwave, I turn around to find Pierce standing on the other side of the bar, staring at me. “Are you real, Jade?”
With a giggle, I say, “Are you high, Pierce?”
“I am,” he says with a nod. “I’m high on you.”
And I see it there, twinkling in the depths of his bright eyes. It’s a bit more than interest; it’s curiosity mixed with something much deeper than that.
Could this go past the two-month mark? Would that be a thing he’d allow?
Pierce
Moonlight is all we have lighting up the bedroom where Jade waits for me, writing away in one of the notebooks I brought for her. As I walk out of the bathroom, she puts it away in the drawer of the nightstand and pushes the blanket off her bare breasts. Her golden eyes sparkle as she holds out her arms to me.
Climbing into bed after a quick shower, I rest my head on the pillows. “Reading in this low light is bad for your eyes, baby.”
She moves her hand over the tattoo that’s on my left pec and says, “I wasn’t reading; I was writing. Now, about this lovely piece of art on your chest. I know this is a tribal tat, but the small letters along this one line, I can’t read. What’s written there, Pierce?”
“That’s my grandfather’s name, Archie. He passed away a couple of years ago, from a heart attack. It was sudden and shocking. I had it added a few months after that.” I put my hand over hers as she caresses my chest.
She nods at the tattoo on my right bicep. “And why’d you get that one?”
It’s a dragon, and the story isn’t great behind that one, but I share it anyway. “I was eighteen, drunk at the time, and I liked dragons.”
She laughs and moves her free hand over it. “I’m too afraid to get a tattoo.”
“If you want one, I could go with you and hold your hand to help you get through it,” I offer.
She shakes her head. “My parents would flip. I couldn’t do that.”
“Jade, you’re almost twenty-four. Don’t you think the time where your parents call all the shots should be over?”
A weak smile moves over her plump lips as she nods. “It should, shouldn’t it? I’m their only child, and sometimes it feels as if I’ll always be their kid, not their adult daughter who has a mind of her own.”
“If you really want one, I’ll get you one before you leave. But you have to decide that all on your own. Just know I’ll get it for you and hold your hand while you get it done, okay?”
A nod answers my question, and then her lips move over my neck. “Wanna play?”
“You sure?” I ask her as I kiss her cheek.
“Green means I’m screaming but love it. Yellow means chill out a bit on me, and red means stop right away. I think I’m ready for just a bit of the rough stuff, Pierce. Are you?”
With a growl, I turn over, towering over her and whisper, “Baby, I’m always ready.”
She giggles and I shake my head.
“Oh, no laughing?”
“It takes away from the experience.”
She looks into my eyes as I set my mind to what I want to do to her. “Your eyes are smoldering, Pierce.”
“I’m getting hot and ready for you, Jade.”
She runs her hand up my neck and rests two fingers on my jugular vein. “Your pulse has sped up.”
“The thought of spanking that plump ass is getting me excited.”
I watch her throat expand as she gulps, and I love her reaction. “Your words are coming out a bit on the sinister side, Pierce.”
“Because I’m unleashing the beast that resides within me, Jade.”
“Oh, my!”
With one sudden movement, I turn over, flip her over my lap, and give her one good smack. “You forgot to put the salt and pepper on the table at breakfast.”
A burst of laughter comes from her. “Oh, Pierce, anything but that. How about how I fought you at the lake about jumping into the water?”
I smack her again. “That’s for laughing.”
She kicks her feet a bit and wiggles. “Ow.”
With another slap on her sweet ass, I say, “That’s for wiggling and kicking. Be still.” I give her three more in rapid succession.
“Oh!”
Another smack. “That’s for pounding at my back when I was taking you up the ladder to go off the rope swing.” Whack! “That’s for when you fought me about going off the rock.”
“That stung!”
I give her another. “That’s for your outburst.”
“Damn!”
She earns another. “Still talking, Jade.”
She’s quiet, still, and her ass is red. I give her one more without telling her why, to try to get her to talk. Only silence meets my ears. She’s a quick learner!
My cock’s hard with how she felt lying over it as I spanked her. So, I move her to lie on her back and reach over to pull the belt out of the robe she wore that’s lying on a chair next to her side of the bed. “Hands over your head.”
She does as I say, and I tie her wrists together, then loop the belt over the post on the headboard. “Do you have anything you want to say to me, Jade?”
A smile moves over her lips as she
says, “I’m sorry for all of those things I did to upset you, Pierce. They will never happen again.”
“And what else?” I ask her.
Her brows furrow for a moment, then she smiles again. “And thank you for correcting me.”
“Ah, yes, baby. That’s what I wanted to hear. Now I’m going to take you like I own you, because I do right now.”
Spreading her legs, I settle between them as she watches me. I don’t go easy on her at all. After all the sex we’ve had, she’s more than accustomed to my cock. And I find she’s wet, a thing that makes me happy.
I groan as I slide into her, the tightness of her walls doing something to my cock that’s out of this world. “Your pussy was made for me, Jade.”
Looking at her, I see her eyes are closed; her bottom lip is pulled between her teeth; and she seems to be deeply aroused. I run my hands from the sides of her pert boobs, down her ribs, all the way to her hips. I hold her hips and begin to stroke with a slow and torturous speed.
Not allowing our upper bodies to touch is a thing that will have her frustrated soon. Already, I know she loves the way our bodies feel together, rubbing all over the other. She’ll soon crave the feeling of me on top of her.
But for now, I only give her cock-to-pussy contact, and that’s all. In and out, I watch my cock penetrating her. It comes out glistening with her juices, which are flowing well.
Moving even slower, I taunt her, “I could do this all night. Just slide in and out of you like this.”
Her lower lip quivers, then she whispers, “We won’t have orgasms like this.”
“Oh, so you’re in this for the orgasms, are you, Jade?”
I pull all the way out of her, and she moans as I do. I suppose she’s thinking I’m about to make sure she has what she wants. But that’s not what Doms do to their subs.
Pulling the belt off the post, I turn her over, then place the belt back over the post. I move my wet dick around her ass, making her butt cheeks clench. I’m daring her to tell me not to penetrate her asshole.
She’s quiet, though. So I test her a bit and press the tip of my cock in a bit. “No!”
“No, Jade? Do you think you’re in charge here?” I ask her as I pump it a little at the rim.
“I am, Pierce. No ass play.”
Moving it in a bit more, I say, “You’re tied up. How could you stop me, Jade?”
“With one word, Pierce. Don’t make me end this lovely little session we have going here.”
The growl that comes out of me isn’t expected, and I quickly pull the belt off the post and flip her over. “Shit, girl! Why do you have to be so damn perfect?”
I pull her around to sit on my cock facing me and put her bound hands behind my head. Looking into her eyes, I see the courage of a saint in hers. Lifting her up and down, I take her at a moderate speed. Her breasts bounce across my chest with each lift, making my dick get even harder.
Dark waves of hair bounce around her face, a face that looks angelic with a side of spunky. I can’t help myself; I must kiss her. Our mouths collide in a frantic way that has us both clamoring for dominance. My tongue runs around hers, then hers runs around mine in a game of chase.
I’m not close enough to her, if that’s even possible. I put her on her back and cover her body with mine, pinning her to the bed. Slamming my cock into her, I want to get deeper. Grabbing one of her legs, I pull it up, leaving her ankle near her ear, and move in deeper. We both moan as I go in, and I feel my cock bottoming out inside of her.
With only a few deep strokes, her body begins to shake. “Ohhh,” she moans.
“Let it go, baby. Give it to me.” I kiss a line up her long neck and love the way it feels as her body climaxes around my cock in small eruptions of heated fluids and squeezes that add to my arousal.
I can’t stop. I go at her harder, more furiously. Her panting tickles my ear as I lean over her shoulder, humping her like an animal. I can feel her heart pounding as she begins to gasp. The orgasm inside of her is going on and on as I continue my deep assault.
Finally, I can take no more. Holding back my release is impossible. I grunt and go still as I eject my semen into her with a fierce force. Then I rest on her. Then I realize, I must be squishing her. I move a bit and find her arms holding me fast to her.
“Please, don’t move. I love this. The way you feel on me. I feel like I’m a part of you,” she whispers. “I love you, Pierce.”
My eyes begin to burn as I whisper back, “I love you too, Jade.”
The emotion is raw and unnatural to me. Not even with the real relationships did I feel this. But I have to wonder if this intensity is only a by-product of the online foreplay and the contract that’s binding us for a limited amount of time.
Without the contract, would things be so intense? Without the knowledge that this will end, would things still be the same?
Perhaps our minds and bodies are rushing things because we know this is a short-term thing. It’s not built to last. It’s built to burn hot and heavy for a small amount of time. Maybe that’s why this all seems so perfect and right.
With that idea in my head, I think I can allow myself to get into this. Stop trying to fight it and just let it be what it is for the time it has. A short-lived loved affair is all this is. Not a forever love. Even though it feels like one.
Not that I’ve ever had one. But somewhere deep inside, it feels as if this could last forever. But that has to be a trick our minds are playing with us to get the most out of the time we have.
“Um, now you’re getting kind of heavy, sweetie.”
With a chuckle, I roll off Jade and untie her hands. Giving her shoulders a quick massage, I then pull her into my arms so she can rest her head on my chest. “Are you okay?”
“Better than okay, Pierce. I’m flying with emotions I’ve never had before.”
“Sometimes the spankings can make a woman feel degraded. Do you feel that way, Jade?”
“No, it was kind of odd at the time. And when you referenced the salt and pepper and I laughed, it did take away from the intensity a bit.”
“I see. And just why does the salt and pepper thing make you laugh?” I ask her as I run my hand through her hair.
“I read a book about a BDSM couple. She forgot the salt for his food, and he punished her for it. A bit over the top for such a small infraction. He chained her to a wall and beat her with a whip, giving her fifteen lashes. It was dumb, in my opinion.”
“Mine too. Things don’t work like that. Not every little thing deserves a punishment. And the severity of the punishment should match the severity of the infraction. Stupid books,” I mutter as I settle in and find comfort in how well she fits in my arms.
“Don’t say that, Pierce. I plan to make my living off books. But I do think a bit more reality is needed. So, what kind of punishment goes with forgetting the salt?”
“A small slap on the ass is all that needs. It’s all up to how a Dom wants to be. Picking out a good Dom is important for a sub. You should never take the first Dom who addresses you,” I mumble as I start to fall asleep.
“But I did,” she says, making my eyes flutter open.
“Yes, well, you and I are the exception to that rule. Our chemistry, you know. It’s different.” I close my eyes again and give her a gentle squeeze. “Mainly because you’re different.”
“Is that good or bad?” she asks as she snuggles down against my side rather than on my chest.
“Good. All things with you, Jade Thomas, are good. Now close those gorgeous eyes and let’s get some rest. You’ve worn me out today.”
“Rest, sweet man. Tomorrow is another day.” Her lips press against my cheek, then she lies back down.
Tomorrow is another day. A day I’d planned on getting hard with her. But now I have no idea if I can really do that. She brings something out in me that no one ever has.
Something that makes me feel an odd combination of weakness and strength. Is this normal?
; Jade
Birds chirp happily as I sit in a weather-worn grayish rocking chair, sipping some water and waiting for Pierce to check the breaker box to see why we’ve lost electricity. We woke to find we’d lost it sometime during the night. A night we slept through like rocks after a long day of fun and more sex than I knew was possible to fit into one day!
He comes around the corner with something in his hand. “It’s a fuse. I’ll have to call the landlord to see what I should do or if he’ll do something about it. Until then, how about we get dressed and head into the little town that’s up the road a bit? It has a café where we can eat breakfast.”
Getting up, I pull the robe around me tighter and follow Pierce, clad in only a pair of boxer briefs, into the cabin. “A small town, you say. That should be fun.”
He chuckles and turns around, grabbing me up. “Anything with you is fun.”
I tap the end of his nose. “Anything with you is fun too.”
When we get into the bedroom, he tosses me onto the bed playfully. “I’m going to pick out something for you to wear. Just lie back and relax, baby.”
Pulling the robe off, I wait patiently for him to pick out the clothes. When he turns back to me with a lilac dress in his hand and a pair of tan flats in the other, he licks his lips as he looks at me. “Aren’t you hungry, Jade?”
“Famished,” I tell him.
He tosses the dress to me. “Put this on. You’re making me horny.”
I look at the bulge in his underwear and notice the rise in it. “Sorry about that. I had no idea my naked body did so much for you.”
“Now you do.” He pulls on a pair of faded blue jeans as I make my way to the dresser to grab a bra and panties.
“Just the panties, Jade. No bra,” he says, making me stop in my tracks.
“Really, Pierce? That’s not a thing I’m comfortable with,” I argue, as that’s not a thing I do. My breasts are kind of large at a C-cup.
“I don’t care. Do it. Today starts with me showing you my dominant side. And the Dom in me wants to see those luscious tits moving about freely underneath that little dress. So do it, and no backtalk, or your backside will pay for it.”
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