Sweet Discipline (22 page)
She opened her eyes. “Was that necessary? You know I want you. You didn’t have to hurt me to prove it.”
He said nothing, only looked at her, letting her see his eyes. She gazed deeply, wondering how he could act and look so tender, yet hurt her without a qualm. How could he say he wanted her and yet inflict pain? “I don’t understand,” she whispered.
“You will.” He took her hands and lifted her out of the water. Allowing her to do nothing, he dried her, then rubbed salve into her welts. He touched her gently, carefully, with assurance, knowing just how to ease her lingering pain. She stood quietly, turning this way and that as he wanted, taking comfort from him as she’d taken the hurt.
He capped the tube of salve and placed it on the counter. Taking her into his arms, he held her close. “Come to bed.”
She leaned back enough to see his face, see the tenderness there. Her stance pushed her belly forward, pressing it against his engorged penis. Her eyes widened. How could he be aroused again, so soon?
He smiled and led her from the bathroom to stand beside the bed while he straightened the covers. He lowered her to the mattress and covered her body with his.
Where before he had caused her pain, arousing her through pain, now he aroused her with gentleness. He kissed and stroked her body, forgetting none of her extra-sensitive places, kissing the welts on her ass and thighs. He licked and nibbled, making her forget everything but the touch of his mouth, lips and tongue and the caress of his hands. He nuzzled her breasts, then sucked on them, gently at first, then increasingly harder until her nipples pebbled and hardened.
With his body, he worshiped her. With his words, he assured her. And when he entered her at last, when she was beyond ready and crying for his touch, he claimed her. Mastered her with compassion and confidence. Cherished her. They came together in a long, slow orgasm that lost nothing for being leisurely yet heartrending. She cried from the beauty of the shared intensity. He cuddled her, letting her tears singe his skin, while he stroked her back. At last, she blinked away the last tear. “I’m all right, now.”
They lay entwined together, their bodies gradually cooling. He watched her, his eyes searching hers for a long moment. Apparently finding what he sought, he spoke.
“You’re willing to be my submissive?”
She nodded.
“Willing to accept me as your dominant partner?”
She nodded yet again.
“Tell me.”
“I missed you, Adrian. I want you. I need you.”
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“There’s more. Tell me.”
She sighed. Somehow she knew that she would be the first to speak the words. “I love you.”
He nodded. His eyes closed, a smile of satisfaction softening his hard features.
“Well?” she prompted.
He asked a question of his own. “Do you know what I expect of you?”
“I’m sure you’ll tell me.”
Grinning at her sarcastic tone, he propped himself up one elbow to look into her face. His features changed, becoming serious and severe. “You’ll move in with me. You will be naked at all times with me. You will serve me in every way, any way I want, whenever I want. Your body will be mine to do with as I wish. You will belong to me alone.”
She gulped.
“If you need discipline, I will apply it. If I want to hurt you to bring you greater pleasure, I will. I will be your master. When you are with me, your only objective will be to satisfy me.”
She placed her finger against her lips. When he nodded, giving her permission to speak, she asked, “What about my work?”
“You will continue to do the best you can. You will work whatever hours are necessary; do what is required to grow your business. I will support you however I can.
You will take pride in your accomplishments. That is your public side. I will also have a public persona.”
She nodded.
“Your private side belongs to me. I will decide where we go, what we do, who we see. You give up all choices to me.”
She looked back at him, accepting but not yet sure.
“In return, I will protect you. Treasure you. Trust you. Comfort you when you need it. I will fill your every need. Satisfy your body, keep you warm and secure. I will take no others, be faithful to you as you are to me.”
She sighed. Her smile started small but she could feel it grow as happiness bloomed within her. “I will. But…”
He frowned.
“I need the words, too.”
His frown disappeared. “Didn’t I just tell you? I want you, Norris, not just in bed but all the time. I love you. I want you to be my submissive, my lover, my wife.”
“Yes.” She pulled him down until he covered her with his body. There was no pain, no doubt. She felt him along the length of hers, hard, heavy and hot. He filled her world. He was her world. She touched her tongue to his throat, tasted his salt.
Absorbed him with all her senses.
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“Then you give your trust to me? Belong to me?” he asked. “Accept my discipline?”
“Discipline can be very sweet,” she murmured and took him into her body and her heart.
THE END
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