by Sam Crescent
He slapped her hand twice more, bringing the count up to three. She screamed at the last slap, and he rubbed her burning bottom. “You’re a lovely shade of pink, Charlotte.”
She panted but didn’t tell him to stop.
“If you want me to stop just tell me to. I don’t need special words. ‘No’ and ‘stop’, I’ll listen to them.”
“I don’t want you to stop.” The words were whispered, but he caught them.
Bringing his hand down on her ass twice more, he plunged his fingers into her sopping cunt. Rubbing his thumb over her clit, he couldn’t look away from the beauty of her submission. He’d never seen anything more beautiful in his life.
“Ride my fingers, baby,” he said. “I’ve never seen anything more stunning in my life.” He meant every single word he spoke.
“Please, Bryan.”
He wiped his fingers over her thigh. “I’m not going to let you come just yet. I’ve got the paddle yet.”
Releasing her hair, he grabbed his paddle from the corner. This was a paddle he’d bought but never once used. It had a good handle that required a nice firm grip. He tested it on his palm first. The paddle wasn’t large nor was it small.
He caressed the smooth side over her ass, watching her try to push against the wood.
“I’m going to spank you five times with this. Remember, tell me to stop.”
“I remember.” She stopped talking as a scream erupted from her lips.
Bryan took his time with the paddle, giving her a chance to get over each whack. He rubbed the area with the wood after he brought it down over her flesh.
She took all five hits of the paddle, and her ass had gone from a shade of pink to a lovely deep red. Dropping the paddle to the floor, he removed his jeans, taking a condom from the supply he kept close at hand. Sliding the latex over his dick, he moved behind her.
Wrapping her hair once again around his fist, he eased the tip of his dick at her entrance.
In one quick, jarring thrust, he seated himself up to the hilt inside her.
“Fuck, baby, that’s it, take all of my dick.”
Pulling out of her so only the tip remained, he slammed back in, fucking her over and over again. The bench stayed in place, locking her down. There was nowhere for her to go. He held onto her, fucking her harder. With his free hand, he slapped her ass, loving the sound that echoed around the room.
“Beg me to fuck you, baby.”
She screamed and begged for him to fuck her, to let her orgasm. He pounded inside her pussy relentlessly as he filled her to the brim. His balls tightened as his orgasm neared.
Bryan didn’t stop his thrusts, working his dick all the way into her core. She screamed, cried, and begged.
When he thrust a final time, filling the condom with his seed, he heard her whimper.
Did she expect him to leave her out?
In the next second he was on his knees, licking her clit.
“Come for me, Charlotte. I want to hear you.” He stroked over her clit, fucking two fingers into her pussy, and with his other hand, he gathered up some of her cream, working those digits into her ass.
Fucking both her ass and pussy, he sucked her clit.
It was too much for Charlotte, and she flooded his fingers with her release. When he brought her down from her orgasm, he quickly washed his hands before going back to her. He released each restraint, and picking her up in his arms, he carried her over to the bed.
Pushing hair off her face, he saw her smiling up at him.
“That was wonderful.”
“There’s plenty more where that came from.” He dropped a kiss to her lips, lying beside her. Locking their fingers together, Bryan felt calm, happy, complete. He’d never had that before with anyone else.
“What’s going on in that head of yours?” she asked, pressing her fingers to his temples.
“All this time the woman I’ve been searching for has been living next door to me.”
“I’m the woman you’ve been searching for?”
“Yes, you are.” He pressed another kiss to her lips. “How’s your ass?”
“Burning but I’ll live.”
“You deserved that punishment as well.”
She chuckled. “We’ll agree to disagree.”
He sucked her nipple into his mouth, satisfied when she moaned, arching up against him.
“Fine, fine, fine, you were right.”
Bryan stopped, laughing along with her.
“This has got to be the most surreal experience of my life.”
He couldn’t agree more. Bryan hadn’t realized it at the time, but he did now. The moment he’d moved in and seen Charlotte for the first time, was the moment he’d first started falling for her. He’d find himself watching her get her mail, mow the lawn, tend her garden. All the time he put it down to simply being curious, but it wasn’t that. His feelings had developed into something more.
With her in his arms, Bryan knew there was nowhere else he wanted to be.
Chapter Nine
One week later
“Open your eyes, beautiful,” Bryan said.
The scent of coffee lured Charlotte out of her sleep. Opening her eyes, she stared across the bed to find Bryan already dressed. They were in his home like they had been for the past week. She only went home to do her work, but that hadn’t much happened because Bryan would follow her home. He distracted her too much. She’d already called Lillian for an extension on the website design.
She couldn’t help it. Bryan was one hell of a distraction. He had the tools and the imagination that kept her away from her work.
“Why do I have to open my eyes?” she asked.
“Barbeque day. You reminded me last night to wake you up so you could go and make some of your brownies. Susan left a message asking if you’d make them.”
Groaning, she started to sit up. She gathered the sheet with her to cover herself. Bryan wouldn’t let her. He pulled the seat out of her grasp, handing her a cup of steaming coffee instead.
“Your bed is so much better than mine.”
“I know.” He sat down beside her. She watched as he opened and closed his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
“What’s the matter?” She blew across the surface of her coffee ever so gently so none of it would spill over the sides.
“Please, let me know if I’m going too fast. I’m way out of my element right now.”
“You’re scaring me, Bryan.”
“I’ll just get out with it then.”
She raised her brow, still waiting.
“What is it?”
“Will you consider moving in with me?” He spoke quickly.
Staying silent, she took a sip of the hot coffee sure that she hadn’t heard him right. “You want me to move in with you?”
“Yes, I want you to move in with me. You’ve spent a great deal of time here already.”
“I’ve got my own home.” Were the rules changing? Did she want to move in with him? It was such a huge step, one she hadn’t anticipated making.
“I know. I want you to consider moving in with me. I care about you, and I do see this going somewhere.”
She nodded. “Okay, I’ll consider it.”
Their week together had been amazing. She’d gone to the doctors and was now on the pill. In a month they’d be able to have sex without the use of condoms. They’d explored each other, deeply. Bryan seemed to have a fascination with her ass. He was constantly caressing or squeezing her ass. She couldn’t help the hit of pleasure recalling the way he’d been teasing her ass open to prepare her for his cock. Charlotte hadn’t thought it was possible to get so much pleasure from him touching her ass, but she did.
“Great. I’ve got to head out. Grab some beers to take ‘round to Michael’s. I’ll see you when I get back.” He pressed a kiss to her lips before turning and leaving the room. They’d done this often as well, leaving each other in their homes.
Bryan had a key to her house
as well.
Their neighbors already knew about them. They’d been stopped a couple of times to ask if they were an item. Each time, Bryan had wrapped his arm around her shoulders pulling her against him.
Finishing her coffee, she climbed out of the bed to use his bathroom. She had a toothbrush and her own conditioner on his shelf.
“We’re slowly moving in together now.”
Once she was finished, she left the bedroom to grab her clothes. He still didn’t like her getting dressed. She had to hide behind the sofa when Michael popped around to visit so he didn’t see her naked.
She pulled on one of Bryan’s shirts over her skirt. Leaving his home, she locked the door, taking the less seen walk of shame back to own home through the backyard.
Entering her home, she took the time to dress in a summer dress that she’d left out. She rushed to her kitchen to start making up the brownies.
When she was on her second batch, Susan knocked on the door to her kitchen.
“Can I come in?”
Charlotte had left the door open to allow some fresh air through.
“Sure. I’m just cooking up some brownies.”
“Where’s your sexy neighbor?” Susan asked, taking a seat at the counter.
“He’s gone for some beer.” She mixed the dark chocolate and butter together. “What’s the matter?”
“Nothing. I can’t recall you being this happy. Bryan’s good for you.”
“He is.” Biting her lip, she recalled his earlier suggestion.
“What is it? I notice that little question in your eyes?” Susan asked.
“He wants me to move in with him.”
“What? That’s great. What did you say to him?”
“I said I’d think about it,” Charlotte said, finishing mixing in the flour before putting the tray in the oven, and pulling out the other tray.
“What? Why?”
“We’ve not exactly been dating long. I mean, we’ve been dating for real, a week.”
“So? What’s the problem?”
“How long were you and Michael dating before you moved in together?”
“A year, but you’ve been living next door to Bryan. You know him.”
“No, I don’t. Not really.”
Susan let out a sigh. “You’re going to make this really complicated, aren’t you?”
“No. I’m just trying to be sensible.” Charlotte shrugged, packing away the ingredients she no longer needed.
“For once, listen to your heart instead of your head. You’re happy. Bryan is making you happy. Just go with it.”
She stared at her friend and nodded. “Okay. I’ll think about it. I was going to think about it anyway.”
“Good. I came just to see how you’re doing.”
“I’m doing good. Really good. It’s strange how fast my life has changed.”
“Love will do that for you.”
“Love?”
“Yeah, think about it. Charlotte, I think you’re in love.”
Charlotte chuckled. “We’re having fun. Go and get your barbeque ready so that we’re not all suffering with food poisoning.”
She watched Susan leave while laughing at the same time.
“Yeah, I’ve fallen for Bryan, and that wasn’t my plan.” She spoke to her empty kitchen, knowing it was the only place where her feelings were in fact safe.
Blowing out a breath, she started going around her house to air out the rooms. With it being warm, the air smelled stale to her. She opened the windows, and the slight breeze rushed through the room.
Charlotte passed a mirror and stopped when she caught sight of her reflection. Going on her toes she lifted the bottom of her dress to see the marks Bryan had left on her ass. She ran her finger over the marks, recalling the whip he’d used. The spanking bench had become one of her favorite places to be.
“They’re beautiful,” Bryan said.
She jumped, dropping the dress down, and calling out.
“You scared me.”
“I’ve got a key.”
“I thought you were going to get beer.”
“I did, and I’ve given it to Michael. I figured I’d come and surprise you. I’m pleased I did. Some of my finer work, if I say so myself.” He moved up behind her, running his hands over the curves of her ass. “Man, I want this hot little ass. Will you let me have you tonight?”
“You want to fuck my ass tonight?”
“Yes, you’re ready, and I’ll go easy on you.”
“Okay. If you want my ass and you think I’m ready, I’ll be happy to give it to you.”
He eased his hand underneath her dress, stroking over the marks. “I wish we didn’t have to go to this barbeque,” he said. “I’d bend you over right now and start working this pretty ass.”
She moaned. “I want that, too, but we did promise and I’ve been a bad friend.”
“You’re spending time with your man. We’re not doing anything wrong.”
“We’re being neglectful.” She gasped as he moved her panties out of the way to start stroking over her clit.
“We’re together, Charlotte. We’re new, and we’re exploring each other. Michael and Susan understand.” He kissed her neck. “I don’t want to share you with their guests. You’ll stay by my side, right?”
“Yes, if that’s what you want.”
She smiled to him in the mirror. The smile stopped when he pinched her clit.
“I do want that. It’s no joking matter. Men are going to be drooling over you.”
Charlotte liked his possessive qualities, but she’d not grown into some dashing beauty queen. She’d been around her neighbors’ friends before and been perfectly safe.
“I see you don’t believe me. Last year, you weren’t being fucked by the hottest, sexiest guy in the neighborhood.” Charlotte couldn’t help but laugh. “This year, you are. You’re in touch with yourself, Charlotte. Men will see that. You’re wearing your hair down and wearing clothes that are not confined to a grandma’s wardrobe. You’re being you.”
“When you try, Bryan, you can be quite the charmer.”
“I’m not even trying.”
She smiled. “You’re really sweet.”
“Don’t go ruining my reputation.” He dropped a kiss to her lips. “Come on, we’d better head to the barbeque.”
“I can’t. I’ve got to finish the brownies. You head over without me. I should only be a few minutes more.”
****
“So, you and Charlotte, huh?” Michael asked.
“I’m a lucky guy,” Bryan said. He picked up a beer, taking a long drink while he looked out over the party of guests. Charlotte would be joining him any minute. He spotted Daniel in the corner talking to a red head. Bryan wasn’t surprised when he saw the other man arrive with a guest.
The rules of Club Sin wouldn’t allow Daniel to say anything.
“Whatever you do, don’t break her heart,” Michael said. “Susan would plot your demise, and she’s my wife, man. I’d have to go along with whatever she said.
Bryan laughed, holding his hand up. “Don’t sweat it. I swear, I’ve no intention of breaking her heart. In fact, I’ve asked her to move in with me.”
“You’re not kidding?”
“No. She’s not jumping for joy, but I’m hoping I can convince her to move in. I’ve got a couple of ideas up my sleeve.” He winked at Michael.
“I don’t want to know what you’ve got planned. Susan and Charlotte are close. She’s a nice woman, and I’d hate to see anything happen to her.”
Bryan slapped him on the back. “Nothing bad is going to happen to her. I promise.”
“Do you love her?”
“Yes, I do. I love her, Michael. That’s why I asked her to move in.”
“You’re moving a little quickly. What changed your mind?”
Staring at the ground, Bryan thought about the best way to answer. “Have you ever found a person that in the strangest of moments, leaves you feeling open, e
xposed, alive?”
“Yeah, I’m married to her.”
“Charlotte has been living next to me for the past year. I didn’t realize it before, but I would spend hours thinking about her, watching her. I did her lawn just for the excuse to talk to her. She’s amazing, the other half of me, man. I’ve already wasted a year. I’m not into wasting another moment of waiting for her.”
“Wow, you really do have a way with words,” Charlotte said.
He turned around to see her standing behind him. She sported a huge smile that twisted his stomach.
“Hello, baby.”
“Hello, the other half of me.”
Sipping his beer, he reached out to take her hand. With one easy tug, he had her falling against him. “You’re not trying to tease me, are you?”
“Why would I do that?”
“You tell me. If you do, I’ll have to find a reason to spank your ass.”
She chuckled. “No, I’m not teasing you.”
He didn’t say anything about what she heard. “You finished the brownies.”
“Yes, they’re all in the kitchen.”
Leaning down, he kissed her neck, feeling her pulse race against his lips. “I can’t wait until tonight.”
“Me neither.” She pressed against his front, whimpering.
Bryan pressed a hand against her stomach, pulling her back against him. He rubbed his cock against her ass for good measure. Anyone who looked toward them would think he was whispering something in her ear. He saw a couple of the men eyeing her up, appreciating the view. Bryan gave them all a stern look to let them know who she belonged to.
“We’ve got incoming,” Bryan said, spotting Daniel walking toward them.
Charlotte tensed in his arms. Bryan didn’t move, giving Charlotte the support she needed.
“Hello,” Daniel said. “I wanted to introduce you to Sabine, my date.”
Bryan caught his gaze. Daniel was letting them both know that nothing was going to get said about what he’d witnessed at Club Sin. The introductions were made with no mention of the club or their presence. Slowly, Charlotte started to relax. Sabine was a teacher, and they’d met in the coffee bar Daniel frequented.