My breasts were tight and hot, needy for more of his attention, but he was too busy loving me with his tongue, so I had to grab them myself. I let go of my inhibitions and fears as my body soared. I was inwardly happy that things had moved so fast without any real animosity and blame being thrown around. I was all but patting myself on the back and ready to jump right back into us. You know, all the things you’d think about while in a sexual haze of endorphins and double orgasms.
Who had time to think about anything negative? Not me! I was in my happy place, and besides, he didn’t even seem to be angry any longer and was more focused on enjoying himself. So, you can imagine my surprise when he got to his feet after giving me another amazing orgasm with his tongue, took my hand after wrapping a towel around his middle, and walked me over to the vanity chair. I was still in the dark as to what he had planned next when he sat on the chair and pulled me down across his legs.
Here I was expecting more sexual Hijinx. After going without for so long, my body was primed to go all night and then some. It’s funny how nothing else mattered to me at the moment, and I thought it was the same for him; boy, was I wrong.
The first smack made me squeal and almost fall off his lap in surprise. The second one clued me into what was going on, and by the third, my butt was on fire. I counted ten or eleven after that, but I could be off. When he was done, we both stared at each other, me with righteous indignation and he with what I perceived to be arrogance.
“You got off easy because I accept, I played a part in this, but in case you’re wondering, that was just the beginning. It’s going to take a lot for me to get over how pissed I am that you kept my kids away from me. Think years!” After that, he just stood me up on my own two feet and left.
I’m not gonna lie; for a few seconds, I just stood there staring at the door where he’d disappeared into the bedroom. I’m not sure if it was shock that kept my feet from moving, but something did. I was trying to figure out what game he was playing because I’m sure that’s what this is. First mind-blowing sex, sex like we’ve never had before, though it was always good, this time just fell less vanilla, less high school love and more mature if you will, then taking care of me with the same tenderness he always showed and then a spanking.
I knew it was a game but couldn’t figure out the rules, which maybe was his plan all along. I was so frustrated I actually stomped my feet and screamed. His stepping back into the doorway, now dressed in pajama bottoms, only to look at me before walking away again was the last damn straw.
“Gabriel Russo, you Coglione arrogante.” I stormed into the room after him and had to hiss the words so that I didn’t wake the kids. He had the nerve to ignore me as he walked over to his desk, which thankfully was a little distance from the bed. My whole cabin could fit in this master suite, damn snob.
That imp was fast at work again because I, in all my infinite wisdom, decided to poke the bear. “I’m outta here. I don’t have to stay here. I have a whole house waiting for me. Speaking of which, I forgot to tell anyone where I am right now.” I think I forgot for a second who I was dealing with. He didn’t say a word, not even when I furiously got dressed in the clothes I’d worn earlier.
I snatched up my bag with my keys and shoved my feet in my shoes. “Put the bag down, take your shoes off and go to bed!” Huh, why am I so giddy at the fact that he’s talking to me? I know it has something to do with endorphins or dopamine or something, but I couldn’t think about that crap right now. All I know is that I was ready for a fight.
In my new state of what I can only term as psychosis, I decided that this was the hill I was willing to die on, so, instead of doing as I was told, I turned up my nose and headed for the exit. “I’ll come for my kids in the morning.” Can humans fly? Is that a thing? I only ask because the only way he could’ve reached me as fast as he did was by flying.