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Do I undress?
No, he would have said. Plus, I don’t think that’s a line I should cross.
Yet.
My parents always taught me that this is my body that I’m living in, and I make the final decision on what happens to it. If I want to “play,” as they say, I can.
And me not running out of the room means I consent to this.
I stand up. Slip off my shoes. Face the bed and flop-down face first, not sexy at all. “Ugh.” Reaching behind me, I tug the hem of my short dress down over my ass as far as it goes, hiding my curves.
Now what?
Bending my neck at an uncomfortable angle, I peek up at that naughty mirror. What have I agreed to? I bury my face against the soft bedding, groaning into the fabric.
“Oh God!” I whisper into the one hundred percent cotton duvet cover. I’m scared, but I want this.
I’ve always been one to push thoughts away, but the upcoming engagement, the possible move to Italy, the massive life changes, they have my head in a tailspin. I don’t show it to anyone. I stay strong for the family, but I’ve been a wreck.
Now, I focus only on this moment.
What will he do to me? What will it feel like? How much will it hurt? The waiting fills me with anticipation, and the anticipation takes over my mind.
He’s not even in the room and the clearing of my mind has already begun. I’ve never been so present in my body. The feel of the soft carpet on my bare feet, my toes digging into the silky fibers, the strap of my dress slipping down over my shoulder, my hair brushing against my skin as I glance over at the door, the feel of cool cotton against my heated cheek.
Sensual music dances through my mind, relaxing me. The night air has the hairs on my arms standing on end. My ears prick up as I listen for him.
How long will he make me wait?
Finally, there’s the soft sound of the door opening. I watch him walk around the bed till he’s out of my line of vision. I can feel him behind me, his tall, solid frame standing over me. Can’t even see the darn man, yet I can feel powerful energy emanating from him.
“God, you look so beautiful.” He gives a moan, the sound genuinely filled with lust. It makes me wriggle, feeling all hot and bothered between the tops of my thighs. It feels good to be wanted. It turns me on to know he likes the way I look.
Feeling sexy…this is new to me.
I fold my hands under my head. “Thank you. I think it’s the lighting.”
“It’s stunning in here. I love what they’ve done with this room. But no, it’s not the lighting.”
The room goes suddenly ice cold as I hear metal on metal. My entire body freezes. He’s unlatching his belt buckle. The sound that follows is the dragging of leather through his pant loops.
Then the loud snap of leather smacking against leather as he snaps his belt in two, making me jump.
“Back in position,” he says. “And no more talking.”
I quickly obey, settling back like I was before my jump scare. I remember what he said before he left. “Yes, sir.”
“Good girl. You’re already getting the hang of this.” He drags the leather over my ass. It’s cool over the thin material of my dress. I’m trembling, almost shaking with anticipation. I’ve never ever felt anything like this. I’m terrified but excited, ready to see what it feels like.
“Can I touch you?” he asks.
It’s okay to play. I want to.
“Okay,” I say, having absolutely no idea what he wants to do to me other than the spanking-me-with-the-belt part.
“I’m going to touch you somewhere you’ve never been touched before,” he says. “Do you understand?”
“Yes, of course I understand.” I’m a stone-cold virgin. I ain’t never even been kissed. Nothing’s been touched, other than his hand spanking my ass. My pussy is ready for it. In fact, she’s squeezing tight right now, the slickness of arousal wetting my skin.
