He forced down the emotion that played through him at the thought because he could fully pay attention to her now.
“So what are you planning on doing with me?” She put a hand on her hip and gave him her sauciest smile. That was a smile he intended to keep on her face.
“First I’m going to show you that your legs aren’t important.” He marched right up to her and hauled her into a fireman’s hold over his shoulder.
She yelped at what was probably a shocking change of perspective. “I only said that to get you in the right headspace. I know you don’t care.”
“Oh, I care. I care a lot.” He slapped her ass with his free hand, a playful swat that would serve as a warm-up. “And you’re a brat.”
“You’re going to make me beg, aren’t you?” She was breathless.
“I’m going to make you squirm and beg, and maybe I’ll even make you cry a little, but you’ll like it or you’ll tell me if it doesn’t work for you. I’m not going to make this some training session, but we are learning each other’s limits and what works for us as a couple. We talk during sex. We don’t pretend like we make this spectacular without putting the work in.”
She needed to understand that the heart of what he wanted wasn’t merely spankings and blow jobs, though he did want that and intended to get to both this evening. At the base of his needs was communication. He needed to talk to her, to connect with her.
“Yes. I want all of that,” she replied and did some of the squirming he’d promised she would do.
He slapped her ass again and she gasped. The first one had been playful. This one was all business, and a tight sound came from her throat.
A shudder went through her body as he turned into his bedroom. It was the one room that had nice stuff in it that wasn’t connected to the Internet. He had a big comfy bed and a dresser that was half empty, two nightstands, and all the room they would need to be comfortable.
Was he already thinking about moving her in? He shoved the thought aside because being with her like this meant being in the moment.
He lowered her to the bed and stared at her. She looked perfect just the way she was, with her pink-tipped nipples and a flush on her skin. He gripped her ankles and flipped her over. The scars she worried about were on her back where they’d worked on her spine. Where it had broken and she’d been forced to put herself back together again.
He let his fingers trace the scars.
“What are you doing?” Noelle started to roll over.
He needed to show her what he wanted. He spread her legs and moved in between them, pinning her to the bed and leaning over to breathe his command into her ear. “I am looking at you, touching you, learning you, and you’re going to let me. You have your safe words. Unless you want to use them, you’ll be still and let me have my way with you.”
He nipped the nape of her neck and she shuddered again, her breath hitching and that sweet ass of hers wriggling against him.
Yeah, she liked a bite of pain. That was good for him because he liked to take a nibble every now and then.
He stood again, satisfied she would obey him now. It was time to show her how well he intended to take care of her—and how kinky he could get. He didn’t want her thinking about her legs. He knew she’d brought it up to force him to react, but he also knew they’d been an issue tonight. She would think about them, think about whether they moved like other subs’ moved, like other women.
He was going to make sure they didn’t move at all.
His kit was sitting right outside the closet, so it was easy to pull out the rope he kept in there.
“The anticipation part is hard. I don’t know what you’re going to do,” she said.
That was the fun part for him. “You’ll learn to trust me. Part of what we’re going to do is see what works for you and what doesn’t.”
“You work for me. It works so well when you kiss me.”
“Good, then we know that works. Now let’s see how you feel about bondage.” He wasn’t falling for her ploy. She was trying to get immediately to the good stuff, and he wanted to play. She needed to learn that he was the boss when it came to this.
“Bondage?” She started to try to turn again.
He caught her ankles and laid a quick three slaps to her ass, the skin getting a sweet shade of pink. “Yes, bondage, and you’re going to learn all about long spankings if you don’t stay still.”