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.”
I do as he says, letting him play out his role, but I’m not very happy about it. After I pull on a silky pair white panties, I go to the drawer of the nightstand and pull out my notebook and pen, jotting down exactly how I feel about his order this morning. I was told to wear no bra this morning under a dress that clearly shows my nipples when they’re hard. Which they are right now, as I’m upset about going into town, seeing people and people seeing me as I’m free-titting it! This sub is not a happy camper at the moment.
“What’re you writing, Jade?” he asks me as he puts on his running shoes.
“I’m jotting down my feelings about this.” I put the notebook and pen away and walk over to him, making sure my boobs bounce as I do. “I feel naked.”
“You look gorgeous,” he says, then pulls me to sit on his lap. “And it makes me happy to see those puppies unleashed and free to move about. Don’t you like to make me happy, Jade?”
His grin is adorable, and I kind of hate that he’s using it on me, melting my heart in a way. I kiss his cheek and wrap my arms around him. “How do you do this to me? Ugh! Fine, I like making you happy. Are you ready to go and get this humiliation over with?”
“You don’t have any reason to feel humiliated. You’re the bomb dot com.” He gets up, placing my feet on the floor. “Now, let’s get going. I’d like to have the electricity back on by lunch. I can’t wait for another one of your famous sandwiches.”
“Oh! Do you think the items in the fridge are okay?” I ask, as I think about the temperature in the appliance.
“I think they are for now. But they won’t be much longer. We need the electricity to get back on ASAP! So, come one.”
He takes my hand, and I go along with him out to his car, a snazzy little number he calls his baby. An Alfa Romeo 4C. The interior is decadent and smells like fresh leather. I take in a long sniff as I put on my seatbelt.
Pierce gets in, catching me breathing in his car, and I laugh as he gives me an odd look. “Don’t! I just love the way it smells in here, that’s all. Don’t look at me as if I’m crazy.”
“It’s just that I felt a pang of jealousy, as you seemed to be getting a bit intimate with the car.” He starts it up, and off we go.
“Jealous, huh? I think that’s a good thing.” I reach over and take his hand, holding it and resting our clasped hands on the console between us.
“I’m not sure if it’s a good thing or not. I’m not the jealous type. I’m beginning to wonder if you’ve put a spell on me, turning me into a man I’m not.” He looks at me with a bit of distrust in his eyes.
“Some say a person isn’t who they truly are until they find the other half of themselves. Do you think that’s true, Pierce?” I ask him as I give him my best smile.
“No, I don’t. However, I do think that people can make temporary changes in each other. But they’re just that, temporary. We all go back to who we truly are, once the honeymoon is over. It’s best you keep that in mind, Jade. I may be acting in a way that you like right now, but I’m really not this guy. This is vacation-Pierce. This is the Pierce who has a contract with a gorgeous woman who he has at his disposal to do with what he wants. This Pierce has no troubles. In short, this isn’t the real me.”
“Are you faking?” I ask him, as I watch his eyes for the signs that would tell me if he’s lying.
“I’m not faking. Not one bit. I’m also not acting like myself. I want to be honest with you. At home, I can be moody. I need alone time more than most people do.”
“Do you feel like being alone now and just don’t want to hurt my feelings?”
“No, I love being around you. If this was to go on longer than the vacation, say once I had to get back to the grind of my job, then you’d see a different man. A man who isn’t much like the one I have been.”
“The man you’ve been with me?”
He nods. “Yeah, that guy. I don’t hardly know who he is. The truth is, I’ve never felt so light-hearted in my life. But it’s a high that I’m sure to come down off of, eventually. And you’re sure to be disappointed when my true self comes back to the surface, taking me over and leaving you wondering what the hell happened.”
Pondering his words, I look out the window. Melancholy fills me as I hate to think about when this will end. I suppose I’m pretending it will last forever. But Pierce’s disbelief in himself is sure to end us at the end of the summer.
I’
ve heard of summer romances. They burn bright and then fizzle out, much like a shooting star. I can’t see an end like that for us at this time. Maybe because this is only our third day together. Perhaps closer to the end of the summer, we’ll begin to grow apart. Pierce will start thinking about work, and I’ll think about getting back to school. We’ll be moving on in separate parts of the world, so far away that even weekend visits won’t make sense.
It will all be over in no time at all!
Sadness creeps in behind the melancholy, sending my shoulders sagging, a thing Pierce notices. “No getting depressed about how things will end, Jade. We’re living in the moment for the summer. Letting ourselves be whatever we want to be. Not allowing the conformity of our real lives to impact our fantasy lives.”
“But this isn’t a fantasy, Pierce. This is real. Everything we’re feeling is real,” I argue.
“And as real as it is, it’s also fleeting. No one can stay on top of this high forever. No one, Jade. So, just enjoy it while we have it. It’s a rare gem we’ve found. But like anything rare, it’s often taken away or crumbles when touched. Just live for now and don’t worry about what happens in the end.”
With a nod, I agree with him. What else can I do? Argue that what we’ve found is rare and unique and he should try harder to see it that way, instead of seeing it as a thing that can’t last?
Why am I the only one who thinks it can last? Is it because I’m young and naïve? Is it because he’s the first man I’ve ever had sex with? Is it because he’s the first man I’ve ever loved?
I know I love Pierce. My heart soars like never before. Just the touch of his hand comforts me while also stimulating me, an odd combination I’ve never felt before. And I don’t see it going away as the summer comes to an end.
But he does.
The little town comes into view, and I can see the sign of a café hovering high above the one-story buildings that pepper the landscape ahead of us. “And this town is called?” I ask.
“Pecan Grove,” he tells me. “Somehow a small orchard of pecan trees has managed to survive the harsh winters here for over a hundred years. Hence the name. The Pecan Grove Café seems to be the only place to eat in this town.” He pulls into the sparsely populated area, and we get out.
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