by Doctor Me Up
"Yes, Sir."
The slap of his hand on her ass stung, but the self-loathing she felt wouldn't dissipate.
"I'm going to do this until you realize none of this was your fault. Your ass will burn long before my hand tires."
His hand rained down on her until pain sizzled from her butt cheeks. Still she couldn't let go.
"Let go, darlin'. It wasn't your fault."
"But…"
"I can do this all night."
Tears burned her eyes and dripped onto the floor. Her heart finally opened up for her to realize she couldn't control what Ari did. Yes, she got involved with him, but she couldn't have known how possessive he would become when she walked out. He cheated on her. The light in her head clicked on and she sobbed uncontrollably.
"There you go. Let it out."
The rain of blows stopped but still she cried. She cried for losing control of her life. She cried for Marcus being hurt. She cried for losing her mother even though she felt her presence on a regular basis. She cried for all the things in her life she felt she'd dropped the ball on. When the firestorm subsided, she felt cleaner. "Thank you, Sir."
"You're welcome, darlin'," he said, helping her stand so she could pull up her jeans.
"How did you know?" she asked, taking a seat next to him on the bed.
"Sometimes a sub must let go of the feelings bottled up inside. A good spanking can be a trigger to help you release those emotions you wouldn't normally show. A Dom takes that control out of your hands and allows you to face those issues. You now realize you needed to release those things to heal."
She sniffed, wiping her face until he pushed her hands out of the way, doing it for her. "I hadn't even really cried over the death of my mother. I just stepped in and tried to be the woman of the house after she died. Hard to do hundreds of miles away."
"But you realize now those emotions were crippling you."
"Yes."
He kissed her lips as he tucked a bit of hair behind her ear. "I'm sorry. I should have picked up on those earlier."
"Everything okay in there?" her father asked through the door.
"We're fine, Dad. I needed a firm hand is all."
"In more ways than one," Marcus whispered, raking a thumb over her left nipple.
"Good thing Marcus was close by," came from behind the closed door. "I'll get lunch started."
"I want to make you come so bad." He grabbed a tissue from the bedside table. "Do you know what those tears do to me?"
"What?"
"They make me hard as a rock for you. I want to comfort you, but I also want to lick your pussy until you scream for me."
"Spanking makes you horny?"
"It makes you horny too. Shall I dip my fingers into your pussy so I can find out?"
"I can tell you what it does to me, but you'd want to find out for yourself."
"Take your boots off. Drop your jeans and panties. I want to see your pussy."
"Can I suck your cock?"
"Did I tell you to?"
"No, Sir."
"Then do what I told you. I don't like repeating myself."
With a huge grin on her face, she stood and unbuttoned her pants, dropping everything to the floor. She toed off her boots so she could shimmy the rest of the way out of her clothes.
"Lie down on the bed."
On her back with her legs together, she waited for his next instruction.
"Spread your legs and hold open those sweet lips."
He dropped down on his knees between her thighs, his mouth level with her pussy. A squeak left her lips at the first touch of his tongue. God, she wanted this—needed this—needed him to make her feel alive again after the events of the morning.
With a kiss to the insides of both thighs, he swiped his tongue from slit to clit. A deep moan escaped her mouth as he began quick figure eights right on her clit. He wasn't going to bring her up slowly. It would be fast and furious from horny to climax. The moment he sucked her clit between his lips, she exploded in shards of light as her climax washed over her like a wave crashing against the shore.
He shoved two fingers into her pussy and then curled them up to reach the soft, spongy spot behind her pelvic bone.
"You'll come again for me, darlin'."
"I can't, Marcus, please. Fuck me." The tips of his fingers rubbed over her G spot. She shot straight up to immediate arousal. "Oh God." Her breath came out in short, agonizing pants.
"Come for me, babe. You can do it." He sucked her clit into his mouth before biting down on the little nub slightly causing her body to go bow tight. She lost her grip, spinning out of control as another climax blindsided her.
She quickly grabbed the pillow from beside her head and screamed into it, muffling the sound as he chuckled. "Bastard."
A quick slap to her inner thigh told her he heard her.
Trying to catch her breath, she lay boneless on the bed. She vaguely heard him unbuckle his belt and drop his jeans to the floor before the head of his cock pushed at her opening. Finally! She tossed the pillow aside to look up into his eyes as he stood over her.
"I love you."
"I love you too," she said.
"Play with your nipples for me." She reached up, pinching both nipples. "Roll them between your fingers. Pull them until they are hard. I want to lick them."
With his arm in a sling, he couldn't do these things for himself as he pounded into her flesh. One hand braced on her hip, he slid in and out bringing them both to clawing need within seconds. His cock rode her G spot, drawing out the desire to oh-my-God proportions. Her own fingers pulling at nipples seemed wrong, but so sexy, she couldn't help but feel a little naughty.
"You feel heavenly," he growled.
"Fuck me hard, Marcus. Make me yours."
"You're mine. All of you. Every inch belongs to me and only to me."
"Yes, Sir."
Epilogue
"No. The dresser needs to go in the other bedroom, Jonathan." Elizabeth said, supervising the move of her things to Marcus' house. “Just because you’re my brother doesn’t mean you get out of work.”
"I love when you're bossy," Marcus said from his spot near the doorway.
"Yeah right, Mister. We know who is the boss in this house."
"Yeah, me," he replied, stopping in front of her. The kiss he laid on her lips quickly turned into a bone-melting duel of tongues.
"All right you two. Save it for when the guests go home," Cade said, balancing one end of the dresser Jonathan held. "Spare room?"
"Yes. I'm using half of Marcus' dresser so my things will go in the other bedroom."
"I'm going to go start the barbeque so we can feed this hungry bunch and get them some alcohol for their help."
"Okay. I'm going to help Natalie put away the kitchen items I bought and those I brought with me. Plus we have to get the salads out of the refrigerator."
"Alcohol?" Jonathan piped in as he and Cade made their way back toward the living room.
"Beer is in the trashcan with the ice. Wine coolers and other mixers are in the cooler." She turned toward the kitchen. "Cade? Can you bring me and Natalie a wine cooler, please?"
"None for me, thanks," Natalie said, winking at Cade.
"Water, babe?" he asked.
"Great. I'd appreciate it."
"What's with you and water lately? You aren't drinking? I bought all of this alcohol and I'm going to have to drink every bit with Caroline?"
"What's wrong with me drinking," Caroline asked.
"Nothing, sis."
"I can't drink for the next several months."
"You're pregnant?" Elizabeth asked, pulling her into a hug.
"Yep. Baby number three is on the way and will be here by spring."
"Cool! Congratulations." Elizabeth hugged her again as Cade handed two wine coolers over, and gave Natalie a bottle of water.
"Unfortunately, my sister the doctor hasn't finished her residency in time to follow me."
"I can
do your minor check-ups if you want. I'm doing a prenatal rotation for the next several months at the hospital anyway."
"Great!"
"How is the residency going anyway? I haven't seen you much." Natalie mixed the ingredients for the potato salad while she talked.
"Neither has Marcus," she said, folding her arms over her chest. "The only way we'll see each other is on my off days and if I live here. I think it's the only reason he asked me to move in. He doesn't like not getting sex on a regular basis."
"I doubt that's all it is. He loves you."
"I know. I love him too, but it was getting really hard to see him working five days a week. Tired doesn't begin to tell you how I feel on my days off."
Marcus poked his head through the crack of the sliding glass door. "Are you ladies joining us? The burgers are almost done."
"Sure. We'll be right out."
The three ladies walked outside only to be surrounded by the others at the party. Marcus had invited Kale, Laurel, Emma, Brandon, Beau, Delaney, Jake, Colby, and everyone else in both the Dunn and Weston clans. The huge group laughed and hugged as news of Natalie's pregnancy made its way around the party. Several minutes later Marcus announced the food was ready and everyone grabbed a plate. Tables of other condiments, pickles, desserts and salads lined the walkway. Everyone piled their plates high and then settled down to eat.
Marcus leaned over and kissed her on the lips. "Yum, potato salad."
"You're so bad."
"You love it."
"How is your shoulder?"
"Good as new." She gave him her best 'I don't believe you' look and he laughed. "All right, Doctor, it's still sore, but I don't need the sling anymore. I just try not to move my shoulder around too much."
"Good."
Gram beamed from her spot next to the pool, her own sexy pool-boy at her feet in the form of Mr. Johansson from in town. They'd been seeing each other regularly these days and it made Elizabeth happy to know Natalie's grandmother might find someone to spend time with since her husband passed away.
"Get the smirk off your lips, Elizabeth. I'll have no matchmaking around me anytime soon."
"You didn't get a chance to be in on my little lovefest like you have with my siblings and a few of the Dunn clan."
"Who do you think told Marcus to send you those flowers the other day?"
Elizabeth shook her head and laughed. A quick kiss to Mrs. Oliver's cheek and she was off to locate the love of her life.
After everyone had finished eating, Marcus took her plate and set it on the floor. He slid from the chair to kneel at her feet.
"You know I love you."
"Yes. I love you too."
"I wanted to do this with our friends and family here. I know you still have a long way to go in your residency, but we can work together to make our lives the happiest we can. You've made the first step in that come true with moving in here. Now, it's time to take the second step. Elizabeth, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"
"What?"
"Didn't I make myself clear?" he asked, laughing. "I want you to marry me."
"Seriously?"
"Damn women. I didn't think the words were that mumbled." He grabbed her hand and kissed her fingers before he produced a beautiful square cut diamond solitaire. "Marry me, Elizabeth."
"Yes!" she screamed, throwing herself into his arms.
*The End*
About The Author
Sandy Sullivan is a romance author, who, when not writing, spends her time with her husband Shaun on their farm in middle Tennessee. She loves to ride her horses, play with their dogs and relax on the porch, enjoying the rolling hills of her home south of Nashville. Country music is a passion of hers and she loves to listen to it while she writes, although when she writes sex scenes, it has to be completely quiet.
She is an avid reader of romance novels and enjoys reading Nora Roberts, Jude Deveraux and Susan Wiggs. Finding new authors and delving into something different helps feed the need for literature. A registered nurse by education, she loves to help people and spread the enjoyment of romance to those around her with her novels. She loves cowboys so you'll find many of her novels have sexy men in tight jeans and cowboy boots.
www.romancestorytime.com
Other Books by Sandy Sullivan
Love Me Once, Love Me Twice (Montana Cowboys 1)
Gotta Love A Cowboy (Want Ads 1)
Before The Night Is Over (Montana Cowboys 2)
Country Minded Cougar (Hot Flash)
Taming the Cougar (Hot Flash)
Two for the Price of One (Montana Cowboys 3)
Difficult Choices (Montana Cowboys 4)
Secret Cravings Publishing
www.secretcravingspublishing.com