Accepting His Terms

by Isabella Kole

  “There’s nothing wrong with that, Jill, as long as both of you agree and it works for you. I’ll bet your love life was exciting, too, wasn’t it?”

  “Mama, you understand this.”

  “Yes, baby, I do. And now you’ve lost that bond, that closeness. And you don’t know how to get it back. Jarrod is afraid to touch you and you’ve discouraged it.”

  “Yes, after I lost the baby, I couldn’t even think about… that, any of it. I think we’re forming a new bond, though, now, a different kind of bond.”

  “How so?” her mother asked softly as she sipped her iced tea.

  “We talk more, he is sort of courting me. It’s kind of cute. He gives me space when he thinks I need it. I want it back, though, all of it. I want to try again. I want to go back to the way things were and keep the new things too. I want to have a baby.”

  “Why haven’t you told your husband this, for heaven’s sake?”

  “I’m afraid it’s too late. I don’t think he wants that anymore. What if I’ve pushed him away for so long, he’s done with that part of our relationship? Oh, I’m sure he wants to move back into our bed but the other… I just don’t know how to approach the subject now. It’s been so long. We didn’t start out in the traditional way either, Mama. We had a brief office affair before he asked me to marry him. I’m sorry. I know you raised me better than that.”

  “I’m not here to judge you. I could tell the first time I saw the two of you together that there was some heat there. And let’s face it - your husband is one hot piece of work.”

  “Mom!” she exclaimed in shock.

  “Hey, I’m not blind. I may be married and older, but I’m not dead either. And I don’t think it’s too late. I think Jarrod is as confused as you are and he doesn’t know how to fix this either. Why don’t you talk to him?”

  “Do you really think we can get it back?”

  “You’ll never know until you try.”

  The two women finished their lunch, and by the time Jill was back at the office, she knew what she had to do.

  She knocked on Jarrod’s office door. When he asked who it was, she said in a timid voice, “Your wife.”

  “Come on in.”

  He was seated behind his desk. She hadn’t noticed the tired lines around his face until now. Had he been lying awake at night, as she had been? She wanted to caress his sweet face, but she was still afraid. Instead, she turned and locked the door.

  She took a few steps, her eyes meeting his as she kicked off her shoes. She took a few more steps, her eyes never leaving his, stopping to take off her panties. She threw them aside. Walking toward him slowly, still keeping constant eye contact, she attempted to smile. When she reached him, she said, “I think it’s time for some maintenance.”

  Jarrod sighed deeply. “Baby, are you sure?”

  “Oh, yes, it’s long overdue.”

  He reached out his hand and she took it as he gently laid her across his lap. He pulled up her skirt and gently caressed her cheeks. He gave a soft blow to the right side and waited to see if she flinched from his touch. She didn’t. She wiggled around on his lap. As his hand made contact with the left side, she moaned. She could feel his growing erection. He continued with pats to each cheek, and finally began putting more force to the blows, not enough to hurt, just enough to tantalize her.

  Jill felt a rush of warmth. She began to cry softly.

  “Baby, don’t cry. I’ll stop.”

  “No, don’t,” she said. “Please don’t stop.”

  He smacked her a few more times, until he couldn’t stand it any longer, then he picked her up and held her close. He brushed her hair aside and kissed her forehead. “I love you so much.”

  “I’ve missed you,” she said softly. “I’m so sorry.”

  “I’m sorry, too. Let’s go home.”

  “Okay. And Jarrod?” she asked shyly.

  “Yes, baby?”

  “How would you feel about making another baby?”

  He sighed again. “Let’s get the hell out of here before I go against our agreement and ravish you on this desk.”

  “I really don’t think anyone would mind. They’d probably be standing outside the door, cheering us on.”

  “You’re probably right about that, but when I make love to you, I don’t want an audience. I want you to scream at the top of your lungs.”

  “You’re giving me permission to rock the house?”

  He grinned and said, “As many times as you want.”

  “Let’s go home. Our bed is calling us.”

  “Our bed…that sounds good, baby.”

  Chapter Twenty-One

  As Jill went to her office to shut off her computer and retrieve her purse, Jarrod informed Susie they were leaving for the day. “We may not be in tomorrow, either.”

  Susie smiled. “Enjoy the time off. Both of you deserve it.”

  Jarrod grinned as he held out his arm to Jill as she approached.

  “Have a nice afternoon, Jill,” Susie said.

  “I’m planning to.” She smiled up at her husband, catching her breath at the look of love in his eyes.

  They walked hurriedly to their cars. They had still been driving in to work separately most days. “I’ll meet you there,” she said as she got into her car.

  “Be careful, but hurry, baby,” he said with a grin.

  They arrived at the same time. As they each got out of their cars and walked into the kitchen from the garage, he gently reached out and grabbed her arm the minute they were inside. Pulling her to him, he leaned down to kiss her.

  She moaned as his lips touched hers ever so gently. The kiss was sweet, but it excited her as much as any of the hot ones they’d shared in the past. She hungered for his touch, for the feel of his hands on her body.

  “Oh, my sweet baby, I’ve missed you so much,” he murmured as his lips grazed her neck.

  “I’ve needed you so badly. You don’t know how many nights I almost came to you.”

  “I wish you would have. I was awake, waiting.”

  “I’m so sorry…” she began, but he silenced her with a kiss.

  “None of that, no apologies, no guilt, that’s in the past. All that matters is right now, this moment, and all the moments for the rest of our lives,” he said as he looked into her eyes after the kiss.

  “It’s like the saying, ‘this is the first day of the rest of our lives,’ isn’t it? But why didn’t you come to me?”

  He sighed and said, “I know when we entered into this marriage, we both decided I would be the dominant partner. But in this situation, I just… couldn’t. You were hurting so deeply and I couldn’t risk making things any worse. I would have waited for you forever and I never would have let you leave me completely.”

  “You would have waited forever?”

  “I told you a long time ago, you were mine. The day I said those words, I meant forever, although I may not have realized it then.”

  “I put you through hell the past several months.”

  “You were going through your own hell and I couldn’t help you. For the first time in our relationship, I felt totally helpless.”

  “But I didn’t make it easy for you and for that I’m truly sorry. I should have accepted your help.”

  He scooped her up into his strong arms and headed for the stairs. “Unless you want our reunion to take place on the kitchen table, I’d suggest you quit talking and go to bed with me.”

  “Kitchen table, cherry desk - it doesn’t matter, as long as you love me again.”

  “Baby, I never stopped,” he whispered as he laid her on the bed.

  He gazed into her pretty blue eyes. Catching his breath as he drank in the sight of her perfect body, dressed in her form-fitting black dress that fell just below the knees, he said, “You really threw me for a loop when you walked into my office and locked the door. I didn’t know what to expect. And when you relived the scene we shared one other day by kicking off your shoes and losing your
panties, I wondered if you wanted a replay of that. I wasn’t expecting you to ask for a maintenance spanking. Somehow, I thought that phase of our lives might be over.”

  She grinned seductively. “How could you think that? Well, I guess maybe I can understand how you might get that impression, the way I’ve been lately. Actually, Mama and I had a chat over lunch. It made me realize how much I miss every aspect of the life we shared.”

  “Sally and you talked about spanking?”

  “Yes, we did. She was very enlightening. She said if we both want it and it works for us, there’s nothing wrong with it. She also mentioned something about it making our love life more exciting. Oh, and she said you were a hot piece of work, or something to that effect.”

  He threw his head back and laughed heartily. “My mother-in-law thinks I’m hot?”

  “She said she wasn’t dead.”

  “I can see now why your dad told me you were just like your mother. Two hot red-haired women,” he said with a grin.

  “Oh, brother,” she said as she rolled her eyes.

  He started to loosen his tie.

  Jill gasped. “Oh… the tie… oh… I’ve missed watching you do that.”

  He laughed again, “Ah, yes, the tie loosening fetish you have. Let me see if I can make this sexy.”

  “It’s already sexy,” she said in a low voice.

  He loosened the gray silk tie slowly, sensuously. As she held out her arms with her wrists touching, he instinctively knew what she wanted; although this was not something they had ever tried before. Gently, he bound her wrists with the soft gray silk.

  “Are you okay?” he asked.

  “Um…yes…” she said as she licked her lips in anticipation of his next move.

  Slowly, sensuously, he unbuttoned his white dress shirt, tossing it aside. He rolled her over and unzipped her dress, pulling it down over her hips, legs, and feet slowly. She was wearing a pink lace bra and panty set. He rolled her back over, bent down and kissed the cleavage that peeked out of the top of her bra. As he stood next to the bed, he slipped his feet out of his expensive leather loafers and took his socks off. He stood before her in nothing but his black dress slacks and his belt. He looked powerful, sexy, and domineering, just the way she liked him.

  “Jarrod…” she whispered.

  “Yes, baby, just enjoy the show, it’s going to be a long, slow afternoon for us. We have all the time in the world.”

  Very slowly, he unbuckled his belt and slid it through the loops. Doubling it, he teasingly slapped it in the air. As she let out a deep, ragged breath, she rolled over.

  “Jill? You’re not serious?”

  “I trust you.”

  Very lightly, very seductively, he lightly slapped the belt across her pink lace clad bottom. Then he leaned over the bed and kissed the small of her back. He pulled her panties down over her legs and feet. Rubbing her pink cheeks with his hand softly, he said, “I can’t do that. I’m sorry, baby, but I just can’t do that.”

  She rolled back over and smiled, “It’s okay, I just thought it seemed sexy at the moment. Going into this, we said the basic rule was we would only do what both of us were comfortable with.”

  “Spanking you with my hand is one thing, but I can’t do that. Please don’t ever ask again.”

  “It’s fine. Now are you going to leave those pants on? I’m not really in a position to take them off for you at the moment.” She giggled as she held her silk-bound arms up.

  He grinned. “You want a show? Now that I can do,” he said as he slowly unzipped his pants. He unhooked the hook and eye holding them together and sexily pulled them down. He stepped out of them, revealing to her he was wearing silk bikinis instead of boxers.

  “Bikinis?” she asked.

  “You know I don’t always wear boxers. Lucky for me I picked today to decide to wear the sexy ones.”

  “Lucky for me, you mean,” she replied with a purr. She could see the bulge in his briefs and it made her already wet pussy even wetter.

  He lay on the bed and swiftly reached around to unhook her bra. He threw it on the floor and turned back to her. Gently caressing her face with his hand, he leaned in and kissed her gently, before devouring her lips and mouth in a kiss so seductive, she nearly fainted.

  She took her foot and seductively began rubbing it up and down the length of his calf. He removed his bikinis and as she felt his hard, throbbing cock on her leg, she said, “Oh, I’ve missed this so much.”

  “You have no idea, baby, no idea,” he replied as he bent his head to kiss her again. He nuzzled her neck and gently bit her earlobes before moving down to her long-neglected breasts. Taking them in his mouth, one at a time, he suckled gently, bringing her to a heightened frenzy. As he moved down her belly, he teased her with circular movements of his tongue, driving her even further into a white-hot need for him. As his touch sizzled and scorched her skin, each nerve ending was alive and tingling.

  Taking his own sweet time with her, he finally moved further down her body. But instead of his tongue finding the location she anticipated, it moved on down, as he kissed her right thigh, her calf, and when he reached her foot, he gently sucked on her toes, sending her into a desperate and greedy state of desire. He chuckled as he moved to the other foot and made his way back up her left calf and thigh. Just as she was ready to scream in frustration, his talented tongue found her clit and began circling it with rapid, heated strokes.

  “Oh… oh…” she said softly as her hips bucked to meet his mouth. He continued what he was doing as he grabbed her ass with both hands, allowing her to move her body even closer.

  “Baby, go on, rock the house…” he said as he raised his head to look at her.

  And she did. As a low, throaty moan escaped her lips, it was followed by a series of ecstatic screams, and finally by the word, “Jarrod.”

  “Oh, that is the sweetest sound in the world. When you do that, I’m the happiest man alive.” He gently untied the silk tie that bound her wrists and threw the tie on the floor.

  She looked at him questioningly.

  “I want your hands all over me,” he explained as he slid his body up so he could kiss her lips. “Touch me, baby, let me feel your hands on my body.”

  As her hands glided over his muscular biceps, she gently moved to his chest. As she felt the muscles underneath the wisps of black hair, she moaned. “You’ve been going to the gym, haven’t you?”

  “Yes, over the lunch hour. I had to relieve my frustrations somehow,” he replied in a low voice.

  “And you don’t know how glad I am that’s how you chose to relieve those frustrations. I worried that you might have found another way.”

  His gray-blue eyes met hers. “Never in a million years, would I betray our love. You have to know that.”

  “But I gave you every reason,” she began. He stopped her with a finger to her lips.

  “Don’t,” he said softly. “I’ve been true to you since the day I rescued you in that damn elevator with what’s his name. Even before that, since the day you first set foot in my office.”

  Sighing in relief, she began to caress his chest again before moving to his hips. Finally, she moved her right hand around to the front of his body and touched his rock-hard cock.

  He moaned. “Yes, baby.”

  As she caressed, explored, and pumped, he closed his eyes. As she slid her body down, he moved to his side, and she began to kiss the throbbing erection sensuously. Circling the head with her tongue before taking in as much as she could, she began to suck gently.

  “Oh, God, baby, stop….”

  She moved her sensuous body up and he rolled her on her back.

  As he gently entered her, he gasped, “I’m home.”

  “Yes, home, where you belong.” She arched her back, moving her hips as she wrapped her legs around him. She urged him to move inside her.

  “Are you all right?” he asked.

  “I’m not going to break,” she replied as she closed h
er eyes.

  He moved slowly, in and out, until finally, unable to stand it, she cried out, “Jarrod, please, the way you used to.”

  He grinned as he thrust hard and deep.

  “Oh, yes, that’s it, baby,” she said as she began to move, urging him to thrust again.

  He obliged her by pulling almost completely out and thrusting hard again. Moving at a faster pace, he pumped hard and fast.

  She met his every thrust, moving her hips, caressing his back, his neck, and finally burying her hands in his thick, black hair.

  He kept going, kept her on edge, as the friction grew and the tension mounted. Finally, she couldn’t hold back any longer, as she called out his name, she began to feel the first waves engulfing her, carrying her away to a place she’d longed to be for what seemed like an eternity.

  As he joined her in paradise, he murmured in her ear. “I love you, my sweet.”

  As they lay sated, arms and legs entwined, neither spoke for several minutes, as they basked in the afterglow of their glorious reunion.

  She spoke first. “Do you think we made a baby?”

  “I don’t know. Maybe we should try again later, just to make sure.” He gave her a sexy grin before he kissed her. “Welcome back, baby.”

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Jill sat in the middle of the bed eating chicken. As she wiped her mouth with a napkin, she said, “This is good.”

  “All I did was grill it on the barbeque. You need to eat if you plan on getting pregnant again right away. You’ve dropped a few pounds.”

  She looked down in embarrassment. “I know. I didn’t feel much like eating. Besides, it’s no fun to eat alone.”

  “You never had to eat alone. I thought you wanted to.”

  “I did, but I didn’t. Does that make sense? I wanted you back but I just didn’t know how to tell you. I thought when you moved out of our bed, I’d driven you away for good. The past few months have been kind of a state of limbo, good, but not complete.”

  “I only moved out to give you the space everyone told me you needed.”

  “Can we ever put this behind us and move on?”