“I want to fill up my pussy. I have condoms.” He pointed to the nightstand by the bed. “Get them.”
“Yes, Sir.” She went to the nightstand. “How many, Sir?”
“Wicked child. Let’s start with a couple, for now. If we need more, we know where they are.”
She brought the two wrapped condoms to him and held them out to him like a supplicant.
He took the packages and kissed her. A little moan escaped her lips as he glided down her sides with his hands. “I don’t have my toy box here, love. You still have to be punished before I fuck you.”
Her entire body trembled and warmed. “Okay, Sir.”
“Damn right, okay. Go find a wooden spoon in the kitchen. Once found, bring it to me. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” She hurried into the kitchen and found what he’d sent her for. She knelt down in front of him and held the spoon up. “This is for you, Sir.”
He didn’t answer but took it from her. Then he cupped her chin, bent down, and kissed her. She parted her lips, and his tongue swept into her. She loved his kisses. Though he had kissed her tenderly before, there was none of that here. This was more hardcore I-want-you-right-now kissing.
Desire rolled through her for more, much more.
Dallas ended the kiss. “Bend over, love. Grab your ankles.”
A shiver shot up her spine. Her nipples peaked, and her pussy dampened as she complied with his last commands. She squeezed her ankles, bracing for the first blow.
“Can you tell me why you deserve this punishment, love?”
“I didn’t trust you, Sir.”
“Right. Will you ever distrust me again?”
“Never, Sir.” The words felt true and genuine to her.
Slap.
Tears welled up from the smarts that first spank delivered.
Slap. She swallowed hard, still holding back the tears.
Slap. He never seemed to strike her the same place twice. Her bottom burned, and the tears came down. She had no desire to say her safe word. Her mind drifted into a nirvanic place. The smarts Dallas delivered to her backside eased away her guilt for hurting him. He deserved better from her. She would give it to him.
“Don’t ever push me away again, love.”
“I won’t, Sir.”
“What state?”
She felt amazing, hot, and so wanton. “Green, Sir.”
“Stand up, love.”
She released her ankles and stood.
“Let’s take this to the bedroom.”
She nodded.
“Follow me, love. Bring my pussy to me.” Dallas didn’t wait, but headed down the hall to the bedroom.
Jessie ran after her cowboy.