“Hey, Logan,” Lucy greeted.
He smirked. “How’s it hanging, Luce?” Logan tilted his head.
“Just living my best life, you know me,” she said.
I walked to her bedroom and kicked the door open while she still talked to her brother. “Well, goodnight. I didn’t even get to enjoy my drinks,” she mumbled, slapping my ass as I stepped inside her private oasis.
“Did you just spank me?” My voice held a twinge of heat to it as if she was about to get in trouble. I liked it when she got in trouble with me. Things were never boring between us.
“Maybe.” Lucy spanked me again. “How does it feel?”
I flipped her onto the bed quickly, and her body bounced a few times as she settled. “How about you tell me? How did you feel about it earlier?” I needed to know because I wanted to do it again, but not tonight. She had too much happen to her today.
I unbuttoned my suit jacket and folded it in half like I always did and laid it on the desk in the corner. I undressed until I was in my briefs. I never wore them before, but since I was always half-hard with her around and had to stroll around the office, I wanted to keep my erections contained. Or try to at least.
“I liked it,” she said in a soft voice as I slipped her dress off her. She looked beautiful tonight. The green looked amazing against her pale skin and red hair. Her makeup was simple. She had a brown smokey eye and that cherry gloss on her lips that drove me insane.
“Then why did you run from me?” I asked, undoing the clasp on her silver stilettos heels. One day, I’d fuck her wearing these heels, and only these heels.
“It was so much all at once. It made a rush of emotion hit me, and I didn’t know how to handle it.”
“Next time, talk to me about it, okay? No more running from me. I’ll chase you every time, but I’d rather you run to me, not away.” I rummaged through her vanity until I found makeup wipes. “Now, I want you to be honest with me about Brian. Every lie will earn you a spanking, not today though. You’ve been through enough today.”
She sat up in bed, her bare breasts causing a natural reaction in my body. My cock hardened, and the tip showed through the bottom of my briefs. I ignored it for the time being. It was time to make her feel appreciated. There would be no sex tonight, but that was what her and I both needed. I wanted to show her that holding her would be enough for me.
It would always be enough for me.
She unclasped the thick leather bracelets from around her wrists, and her chin started to dimple. It only did that when she held back tears. I climbed onto the bed and helped her. I handed her the makeup wipe so she could concentrate on clearing her face, and I took over removing her bracelets.
And what I saw made me see red, it made me feel murderous. I never wanted someone dead before, but I wanted Brian dead. Her quality of life would improve. I had enough money to hire a hitman, and I was considering it. No one would know. Brian wouldn’t be missed if his body sank to the bottom of the Hudson River.
“Baby,” my voice broke as I saw the light blue marks on her wrists. I rubbed my thumb gently over the marked flesh. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t there for you. This would have never happened.” I brought her arm to my lips and kissed a path from her elbow to her wrist. “I’d never do this to you.”
“I know you wouldn’t.” She laid her free hand on my cheek. “I know you’d never do this to me.”
I brought my eyes to her face, finally free of the makeup, and saw the bruise on the side of the cheek. It was red but not as bad as her wrist, but still, the fact that Brian would even lay a hand on her…
I was going to kill him.
“Baby.” I reached for her cheek, and she leaned into my touch, closing her eyes. “God, I should have came after you. I shouldn’t have let you run from me.”
“This isn’t your fault. Don’t do this. Don’t blame yourself. I don’t blame you. You’re right; I shouldn’t have run from you. What you make me feel overwhelms me and scares me. They are feelings I had never experienced before. They are more intense than anything Brian ever made me feel. No more running, I promise.”
I wanted to leave this bed and hunt down Brian to make sure he never bothered Lucy again, but I needed to be close to Lucy right now, and I had a feeling she needed me. I fell to my side and gently, with a barely-there caress, I laid a kiss on her cheek.
“What did he tell you?” I cuddled against her, placing my chin on her shoulder as her back pressed against my chest and her ass settled like a soft cushion on my cock.
“He told me that he loved me and that he wanted me back. He told me to stay away from you. I’m worried he will go the extra mile, Godrick. He isn’t the same man I used to know.”
“Yes, he is.” I buried my nose in her hair and closed my eyes, relishing in her scent. “He has always been this man. He never showed you this side of him is all.”
“Makes sense. When I walked in on him cheating on me, he was fucking the girl so hard and calling her a bitch, like he hated her.”
“He could hate women,” I said. “His idea of hate is love though. He thinks what he feels right now is love, and it isn’t. It’s just a twisted sense of ownership he feels over you. I don’t understand it, but I’ll do everything in my power to keep you away from him, okay?”
She flipped over on her side until she was face to face with me; her nose brushed against mine, and her forehead laid against my own. “I know,” she said with a tired breath. Lucy’s hand trailed down my chest, reaching the waistband of my briefs, she swirled her finger around my engorged cockhead. “Make him go away. Make me forget.”
“Lucy,” I warned. She had no idea what she was asking. “You need to rest. I’ll be here. I’m not going anywhere, okay?”
“Make me feel good.” She rubbed her palm over my shaft, and my eyes fluttered shut from how she felt.
It took every ounce of control I had inside me to tell her no, to not slide inside her and erase the memory of Brian. “Lucy, having sex with me won’t change that. I always want you, but right now, you need to sleep. You need to give your body a break and put your mind at ease. Don’t think I don’t want you; I do. I always do,” I chuckled slowly. “Tonight, be with me just like I am with you, okay?”
She curled her body against me, laying her head on my shoulder and moving her hand from between my legs to the middle of my chest. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her as close as possible without compromising her breathing. I rubbed her shoulders with my hands, and then I got the idea of giving her a massage. I pulled away from her, and she whimpered, frustrated I was so far away. I smiled, loving that she wanted me close.
We made progress as a couple tonight, and I had a feeling things would only get better between us.
Flipping her over, I straddled her ass and pressed my thumbs in the tight muscles of her shoulders. She moaned, and the sound went straight to my cock. Maybe the massage was a bad idea because now I just wanted to sink inside her and come.
“That feels so good,” she moaned, and my cock settled between the crease of her ass cheeks.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to remember that she needed to be taken care of. She needed a break. Lucy didn’t need a man invading her personal space.
“This is nice,” she sighed happily, sinking into the mattress as she laid limp.
Her skin was flawless; her pale back making her red hair glimmer brightly. She had a few freckles on top of her shoulders, probably from the sun beaming down on them. Other than that, her entire back was clear and milky white. She was fucking beautiful. I was a lucky man. I kneaded and rolled my thumbs down her back, between her shoulder blade, and on the sides of her spine.
She relaxed under me, but I was far from it. My cock leaked onto my lower belly, precome sticking into my happy trail. While my blood raged in my shaft and my balls ached to release the built-up come, I controlled myself.
“Thank you. I didn’t know I needed this.”
I felt a sting o
f guilt for wanting her the way I did while she wasn’t even thinking about sex. What was my reaction supposed to be? I had the woman of my dreams underneath me, her ass pressed against my sack, and I got to touch her soft flesh. It was a privilege to be touching her though, especially after the day she had.
“I’d do anything for you, Lucy.” It was the truth. I wanted nothing more than to give her anything and everything she wanted. I had the means to do so, but Lucy was the kind of woman that didn’t need material things, she needed affection, she needed someone to show her that she mattered.
I’d be that someone. I’d be that person to give her everything she needed for her heart. I’d take care of it, hold it gently, fill it with memories and affection, so her heart was always full, and there was never a doubt in her mind that she wasn’t absolutely, positively adored.
“I’m starting to realize that,” she said, stretching her fingers until she touched my thigh. Her eyelids fluttered shut, and a yawn escaped her, proving how tired she was. The bruise on her cheek was getting worse as the seconds ticked by. “I’m falling in love with you,” she mumbled sleepily.
I’d never heard that from a woman before. My brain stopped working, my hands stopped moving, and for the first time in my life, I was truly content. “I am already in love with you, Lucy.”
But she didn’t say anything back. “Lucy,” I shook her, but my beautiful woman was already asleep, her breath even and calm. Her body was at peace. I lifted myself off her and grabbed the comforter at the end of the bed, and covered us, waiting for the blanket to keep our warmth in. She moved against me, nestling her head until she was on my chest and draped her leg over me.
Yeah, I was no doubt in love with this woman.
And I protected what I loved.
Brian was in my line of sight, and if push came to shove, I wouldn’t hesitate to pull the trigger.
Chapter Twenty
Lucy
I woke up the next morning, wrapped around Godrick’s body. The sun warmed the bedroom as it peeked through the curtains, and a ray of light shined on our bodies. I was hot, my skin sticking to his, but I didn’t have the heart to move. I was comfortable, and being pressed against him made all the worry in my soul rest. My wrists ached this morning, and my cheek throbbed a bit, but having him here made me feel so much better.
I swirled my fingers through his chest hair. He had just the right amount. Not too hairy, not too thick, but enough to make me feel like I was lying next to a man, not a boy, and Godrick was all man and then some. Feeling his hard body against mine, the thick tree trunk of his thighs pressing against mine made my pussy wet.
Kissing his chest, I flicked my tongue out to swirl around his nipple, and I stared at the sheet covering his cock and watched it go from flat to tented in a matter of seconds. I grinned to myself, loving the reaction I had on him even in his sleep.
“What do you think you’re doing?” his sleep infused voice only made me want him more.
“Nothing,” I said simply, acting innocent when I knew I was far from it.
I yelped when he flipped me onto my back and tossed the sheet off his body. God, it wasn’t fair how perfect he was. He was chiseled, almost photoshopped to perfection. I was happy he was mine and no one else’s. I could stare at this body every morning and night and have my way with it.
“Nothing, huh?” He nipped my chin and then flipped me over again until my stomach laid flat against the bed. “You know I don’t like it when you lie.” He licked me from the middle of my spine up to my neck. “Do you remember what I do to liars, Lucy?” Godrick’s hands melted against my body as he ran his hands down, outlining my frame until he gripped my ass. “Do I need to remind you?”
I pressed ass against him, hiding my face into the mattress as I nodded.
“Use your words.”
“Yes, Godrick,” I answered him without thought, wanting to give him what he wanted, in order to get what I needed.
“You need to learn a lesson from yesterday too. You ran from me.” He bit the thick of my neck. “You were in danger.” He yanked half my torso up until my back pinched with pain. “You scared the hell out of me. How many slaps do you think you deserve, baby?”
“I don’t know.” I shook my head, fisting the sheets in my hands until I heard a tear.
“You don’t? I think that might be another one added to the list. I’d think you’d tell me how many you deserved, but you didn’t think about it.” He sounded disappointed, but I knew better, he was itching for his hand to come across my ass. “You know what I’ll do? I’m going to sink my cock into you, but I’m not going to fuck you. I’m going to spank you until both of us come.”
I panted, thrusting my hips into the mattress, and rubbed my clit against the bed for friction. I whimpered. Every scratch of the blanket felt good against me. My hole pulsed, it physically hurt. I needed him to fuck me, but to just have his cock inside me unmoving wouldn’t be enough.
“You aren’t going to fuck me?”
“Do you think you deserved to be fucked?”
I nodded too eagerly, pushing my ass against his pelvis. “I do. Please, I need you.”
“I’m right here,” he said, and with one thrust, he shoved his cock into my pussy, yanking a cry deep from within my chest.
I shook all over, my body trembling and on the verge of exploding already. His fingers brushed against my skin, fireworks exploding off the canvas of my flesh. His cock felt bigger and more intrusive as he stretched me. It was because he was just sitting there like he said he would, making the ache grow more.
“Move!” I shouted at him and flexed my muscles around his shaft.
He breathed heavily into my ear, groaning as I massaged his cock like he massaged my back last night. Godrick growled and placed his hand on the back of my neck, squeezing it in a warning. He was telling me to stop, but I didn’t want to. I wanted to suck him in deep, to feel him in my soul, to feel his come warm me. I was so needy. Something broke yesterday inside me, the last of my resolve and fight against Godrick crumbled to the ground, and now I wanted him—all of him.
And this tease of his cock was only making me angrier and wetter all at the same time.
“Don’t tell me what to do. Remember who is in charge here.” Godrick kept his hand on the back column of my neck and then his palm hit my ass so hard, the sting made my ears ring. “I think I’ll give you fifteen. Can you handle it?” He rocked, but the thrusts were soft and shallow, not enough to get me off but enough to make me wiggle and writhe against him, whimpering.
I truly had no idea if I could handle it, but I knew I wanted to try. I came from five slaps; I wondered how many times I’d come from fifteen. I readied myself for the pain, for the burn, for the delicious sting that calmed a darker need inside me that I didn’t know existed.
Smack.
My body shuttered.
Smack.
A light sheen of sweat broke over my skin.
Smack.
My ass started to sting.
Smack.
I begged for mercy.
Smack.
Tears fell from the corners of my eye as the pain almost became unbearable.
Smack.
And then everything went numb.
Smack.
My body floated. I felt lightheaded.
“You’re so wet, baby. Fuck, I’m close already.”
I was soaked. I was on the verge of coming too. Godrick stayed true to his word and didn’t thrust in and out of me. For the most part, he stayed completely still.
Smack.
And I shattered, crying out as I came, squirting nectar onto his dick.
“Oh, yeah, baby. That’s it. Give me all of it. Can you give me another?” he asked, only to bring his hand down on my ass again, the loud, abrasive sound bounced off the walls and my insides quivered. The after tremors of my previous orgasm shook me still, and the last smack against me made another orgasm build.
With every slap, my clit rubbe
d against the bed. It was hot in here. I couldn’t breathe. I started to feel dizzy.
I didn’t feel like that few slaps, my body was too numb, but the last one…the last one was hard to miss because he used both palms.
And it ignited a roaring orgasmic blaze. Darkness crept in on the edge of my vision until I couldn’t see anything. I blacked out.
I woke up a few seconds later with a worried Godrick hovering over me, his cheeks red and flushed with sweat. My pussy was wetter than usual, so I knew I missed his orgasm, which was a shame because I loved watching him come. I loved feeling the first splash of his seed inside me, and I missed it.
“Lucy?” He pushed my hair back with his hand. “There you are. Are you okay? Was it too much?”
I shook my head. My entire body felt drunk, high, and buzzed. “No,” my voice slurred. “I feel amazing.”
“Good, so do I. I have never come like that before. I have a feeling I’ll be doing a lot of firsts with you.” He dropped his head to my stomach and kissed his way up until his lips met mine.
I stretched and debated on going back to bed when the red digits of my alarm clock came into focus. Oh my god, was that the time? “Shit! I need to go.” I pushed him off me, and his cock slid free with a wet plop. “I have a doctor’s appointment in an hour.”
“What? Why? Do I need to go with you? Are you okay?”
I loved his concern. I tossed my arm around his neck and gave him a deep kiss. “I’m fine. It’s just my yearly exam. I need a refill on my birth control.”
He trailed his finger down my left breast and circled his finger around my nipple. “Maybe you should stay off it.”
I rolled out of bed, slid on underwear, and finished getting dressed. “It’s way too early for that, Godrick. Isn’t it?”
“I don’t think so. Nothing could ever be too soon with you. I’m just saying, if you got pregnant, I wouldn’t be upset. If it happens, it happens.”
I felt owned by him in that moment. “I’m yours, aren’t I?”
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