Taming Tessa (Montana Maiden 2)

at him, all disappointment I'd seen earlier was gone, replaced by a sated expression. Turning, I faced Grant and Maura. I must have looked a sight - mottled face from crying, seed dripping down my chin, thrusting breasts. "Thank you for having me in your home. Maura, I apologize for being unkind earlier. I look forward to you stopping by again."

"Perhaps tomorrow? I'm sure you may have some questions only another woman might be able to answer," Maura offered, her smile kind. I was taken aback by her consideration.

"Really?" I asked, completely surprised. Why would she want to be friends with me?

"Yes, really."

"I'd like that." I smiled. It felt good.

Cole tilted my chin up so I met his dark gaze. "Good girl."

Why did his soft tone, his gentle words make me feel better? I should have hated him, hated them all for letting him do that to me, but I didn't. Somehow the punishment cleansed me of my wrongdoing, and it certainly would be a reminder to be cautious with my words in the future.

CHAPTER FOUR

Cole

Eating lunch and holding a conversation with Grant and Maura while having my cock sucked was not as easy as I'd thought. I was thankful to Grant for understanding my lapses in conversation and most likely the glazed look of pleasure I had toward the end. Tessa's lack of skill was carnal and erotic enough to have me coming so hard. She'd tried again and again to take me all the way in, but struggled. Her tongue had licked and sucked at me in a most endearing way.

Tessa had needed to be punished for her actions toward Maura; she must learn that a sharp tongue would not be allowed and would be quickly disciplined. I had no doubt she'd acquired this trait from her family who seemed to excel at targeting the weakness in others. An apology would have sufficed, but I doubted Tessa would recognize the value in her actions without a true punishment.

Based on what I knew about Tessa's upbringing and what she'd told me thus far, her parents were fairly ruthless and extremely liberal with their corporal punishment. This clearly meant spanking her would be lumping me in with her parents, at least from her viewpoint. Therefore, I'd had to think quickly for an alternative, something that would teach her a lesson without beating her. I didn't want to hurt her, either emotionally or physically, but instead to have her flourish. She needed to come to trust me, to see that while strict, I would protect her and cherish her. That's why I combined praise along with her punishment. The way she took it without complaint made me proud.

"I don't understand," Tessa said as we neared the porch. During our five minute walk back to our house, I'd stared at her breasts, those voluptuous mounds capped with bright pink tips. They were going to be a constant distraction, especially with my seed drying on them as they were now. I was hard, probably a permanent state around her from now on. She was more than I could hope for.

"If it's about your punishment--"

"No," she said, cutting me off. "I...I understand the reasoning for it, and I thank you for not hitting me." She licked her lips and furrowed her brow. "But, I wonder, why was Maura nice to me?"

I'd been correct that she would not tolerate a spanking, but I frowned at her question. "She's nice to everyone. Why shouldn't she be nice to you?"

"I'd been unkind to her. She should hate me."

Tessa was truly confused, and that made my fists clench in anger at her parents. I took a deep breath and relaxed in the hopes of showing a calm demeanor. "I'm sure she understands some of the things you're going through in your transition to being my wife. She's been through it herself. She's even been punished a time or two over the years. Do you think everyone should hate you?" I stopped and looked down at her, brushing her hair back from her face. It seemed to always be in a tangle.

She gave a small shrug, which lifted her breasts up. I shifted my cock in my pants. "Well, yes. I'm...I'm not a very nice person, it seems, so why shouldn't they?"

"I like you. Very much. Tessa, darlin', you please me greatly."

"But how?" she sputtered.

Oh, the poor woman. Leaning down, I gave her a simple kiss, rested my forehead against hers and ran my hand over my dried seed on her breast. "By being you. I like you just the way you are. All right," I added, when she opened her mouth, "you need to be more thoughtful with your words, but you learned your lesson."

"Yes, Cole," she replied. "I have."

"Did you know my cock's hard again?"

She tilted her head back so she could look at me, then dropped her gaze. "Really?"

I chuckled, placed her hand over the front of my pants so she could feel it. "You make me so hot Tessa, especially looking at you like this with my seed splattered across your beautiful breasts."

"But I can't swallow it all."

"Hey," I said, when her voice sounded disappointed. "You'll learn. It takes time and I assure you I will enjoy your practice. "

Tessa gave me a small smile and her small hand squeezed my cock. I couldn't help but hiss out a breath.

"Oh," she replied. "Did I hurt you?"