A Simple Misunderstanding (Corbin's Bend)
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“I think I’m okay for now.”
He let his head rest against the wall. “Good. My arm was getting tired anyway.”
She laughed. “Poor baby. Want mommy to rub away the ache in daddy’s sore spanking arm?”
Lifting his head, he arched an eyebrow at her. “I said tired, not sore, and I will administer all forty remaining swats if I don’t start receiving more respect from the nude minx seated quite comfortably on my lap. A condition which could be easily altered, I might add.”
“Sorry, Master,” she purred, responding to his teasing with only the slightest smile curving her lips as she gave her hips a tiny wiggle.
“Uh huh. Perhaps another ten is precisely what is required at this point, though maybe I should use the flat of my hand this time.”
Elly clutched his fingers. “No. I was only kidding.”
“No. You were attempting to provoke me by being provocative. You think I can’t sense every pucker and squirm your lovely pink bottom makes?”
She thought he’d been teasing, but now she wasn’t so sure. “Are you angry with me?”
“No. Did I scare you?”
“A little. I assumed you were joking, then I got worried you weren’t.”
“Ah.” He pressed his head back again, but didn’t pull his hand from hers, so she traced his long, blunt fingers. She liked the look of his hands. Firm and capable, yet amazingly gentle.
“Were you only teasing me?”
“Perhaps. But even teasing can lead to consequences.”
“Should I apologize?”
“Only if you think what you said and did was wrong, or inappropriate.”
“I don’t.”
“Then there’s no need for you to apologize, is there?”
“I guess not. But I’m a tiny bit uneasy again.” He raised his head and met her gaze. Her choice. “Okay, only ten more to finish addressing my lying, then we’ll make love. All right?” He continued to stare at her, not moving. “You did say it was my decision, didn’t you?”
“I did.”
“So, why does my gut clench after I tell you what I want?”
“Not that I enjoy discussing your soon-to-be-ex-husband, but how would he react if you told him what to do?”
Elly rested her head against Jerry’s chest, grateful when he answered her unspoken request by rubbing her back. “He’d handcuff me and take a cane to my backside.”
“Seems like a bit of an overreaction to me. What do you think?”
“That I’m not supposed to tell a top what to do.”
“Probably not. Most tops don’t accept instructions well. They prefer to give them.”
She tilted her head a fraction to peer up at his face. “So, did I step out of line with you?”
A slight smile curved the corners of his lips. “A smidgen, perhaps. But I’d never cane you for it.”
“I’m sorry.”
Responding with a single nod, he lowered his hand and gave her hip a tap. A signal to move, and in this case he meant for her to turn over. Shutting her eyes, she rolled into position. Though she’d requested this, a sense of dread overtook her and she shuddered in an attempt to relieve it. Warm fingers stroked the length of her back until calmness reigned again, and she stilled. Her backside tingled in a way that wasn’t entirely unpleasant. Anticipation mixed with uncertainty. Rightness complemented need, and acceptance yielded to dominance.
They continued the same as before with Elly repeating the sentence Jerry gave her and crying with relief and gratitude after the tenth stroke was delivered. Once again, physical pain didn’t bring on the deluge. Rather the certainty forgiveness had been earned and her reward was unstinting love.
Turning her over, his lips met hers and their tongues performed the mating dance she longed for him to conduct elsewhere. He drew back with a slightly wicked smile. “I’d like us to change positions and try something different.”
Before she’d nodded her assent, he’d shifted her so her head lay on the pillow, then positioned himself between her legs. Pleased with the direction of his thoughts, she parted her thighs in open invitation, but rather than move up to lie on top of her, he dipped his head.
“No.”
Though his hands held her legs open, Elly struggled to close them. Arthur would often insist she take him in her mouth, but he’d said women were far too dirty for men to enjoy in the same way.
Jerry frowned. “What’s wrong, Elly?”
“You shouldn’t do that. I mean, it’s not necessary, and I’d rather you didn’t.”
“Necessity has nothing to do with what I’m about to do. And, since I’m limiting the other things we can do together until you’re healed, I want to make love to you with my mouth.”
“But I’m not clean.”
“I sense this is another one of Arthur’s taboos.”
She shrugged, but tried to pull her legs together again.
“No.” The word was softly spoken, but his grip on her thighs was firm and determined. “I’m not Arthur, Elly. I won’t force you to do anything if it will make you upset or unhappy, but I’ll be disappointed if you refuse me this.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re letting Arthur come between us.”
Elly considered his words. If she stopped Jerry, would she be doing so because of the things Arthur said, or because she didn’t want him tasting her in that way? His eyes remained fixed on hers. Her choice. “I’m scared you’ll end up disgusted by me.”
“I can promise you I won’t. I love your scent, Elly. My mouth hungers to taste and pleasure you. Let me love you this way, sweetie, and I give you my word you’ll enjoy every lick and nibble almost as much as I will.”
Closing her eyes, she pressed her head back and nodded. Though the first teasing flick was only a light caress, she flinched at the unexpected heat. She should have realized his mouth would be a lot warmer than his hand, but hadn’t considered the difference. Then, he made a soft humming sound that penetrated her womb as his tongue delved deep inside her core.
Pleasure blossomed within Elly as Jerry began an erotic stroking her body instantly recognized and responded to with an answering pump of her hips. Sensation after sensation claimed her as she luxuriated in this new, carnal play when his lips shifted attention to her clit and his fingers took the place of his tongue.
Elly bit the back of her wrist to stifle her cries, but Jerry drew away to look at her. “Don’t muffle your pleasure, sweetie. Your moans are music to my ears, and I want to hear every last one.”
Dropping her arm to her stomach, Elly released a sensual groan of satisfaction as Jerry’s talented mouth and tongue took her places she’d never imagined existed. A delicious heat suffused her and she trembled. Caught on a needle-like edge of desire and need, all notion of thought and reason escaped her. Then, at the slight scrape of teeth on her most sensitive spot, she screamed.
Though Elly would deny she’d passed out, her sense of reality definitely took a minute-long vacation. When she opened her eyes, her lover lay beside her with beatific smile gracing his lips.
“Told you so,” he said softly.
“I promise never to doubt you again,” she murmured, curling up against him in bone-melted splendor. Elly didn’t recall ever being happier or more satisfied in her life. She couldn’t say she looked forward to Jerry’s future punishments, but she no longer feared the consequences of one, not after she’d been so thoroughly kissed and pleasured with his mouth after the last one.
Replete with a sense of satisfaction and fulfillment unlike anything she’d experienced before, Elly lay next to her lover while he stroked and reassured her with actions as well as words. He wanted her to stay with him. What pleased her even more was the knowledge he truly enjoyed being with her, as he’d proved several times over.
She accepted the fact her life wouldn’t always be easy. She also suspected the time would come when Jerry’s swats were no longer the light, almost playful ones he’d administered ton
ight, but she never doubted he’d kiss away her tears with the softly spoken assurances she was and always would be loved and adored. Elly had found a home in Corbin’s Bend after all, and for now, she harbored no wish, or desire, to be anywhere else.
THE END
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