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Instead, I’d let my instinct to protect them override my logical thoughts at the time. He’d pissed me off so badly, and I just wanted to make it all go away.
I had so much other shit to think about, the last thing I needed was some money hungry asshole trying to fuck with my family. It was just easier to make him go away.
But that was no excuse. I decided on my way up to the penthouse that I had to tell Chloe the truth. And Matilda, too. They’d be upset that I paid the asshole off, probably, but I had to at least explain to them why I’d done it. If they wanted me to, I’d put a stop on the check.
I needed to deal with this right away, so it didn’t turn into a bigger problem later and so that I could properly continue with my investigation into Bruce’s death. That was what was important to me.
That, and protecting my family. Even Matilda was my family now, so she fell into that category whether she wanted to or not.
When I walked in, Chloe was nowhere to be found.
I called out her name, but she didn’t answer.
I walked into our bedroom, but she wasn’t there, either. Her phone and purse were on the dresser, so I knew she was here somewhere.
She’s probably working, I thought, heading down the hall to her studio.
I knocked on the closed door and opened it, peeking in. I expected to see the usual chaos, but instead, everything was neatly organized and tidy. I smiled with pride. She was really getting it together. Everyday she proudly listed off her achievements for the day and I could tell that Violet was really helping, but she was also doing a lot of the work herself now that she wasn’t overwhelmed with the business aspect of it.
I’d been telling her from the start that every successful businessperson got there by delegating. Nobody was an island, so to speak. Every successful company owner got there with a lot of help from other people.
I walked back down the hall, calling Chloe’s name.
When I heard her faint voice call from the dungeon, my cock reacted before my brain.
“In here,” she cooed.
I swallowed hard, my body immediately taking over, my feet moving to the door, my hand reaching out and opening it and my cock springing to attention at the heavenly sight waiting for me without no conscious thought of my own.
“Beauty…” I whispered when I saw her.
“Hello, my love,” she replied, with a sultry smile.
She was spread out on the bed, her hair falling over her shoulder, cascading down her arm as she propped herself up. The look on her face was pure hunger and all thoughts of telling her what I’d done disappeared from my mind immediately.
I walked over to the bed, gazing down at her. She was wearing something I’d never seen before, a red and black number that hugged her curves perfectly. Her breasts threatened to spill out of it completely, her perfect rosy nipples peeking out seductively.
“What did I do to deserve this?” I asked.
“I just thought we both needed a little reprieve,” she said.
“You thought right,” I said, my voice husky with desire.
I watched with growing passion as she sat up. She smiled up at me, her eyes wide and sensual, as she reached for me. She grabbed my belt, pulling me closer as she unfastened it. Her fingers unbuttoned my pants, and as she slowly slid the zipper down, she looked up at me, biting her lip.
Desire raged through me as she reached inside my boxers, pulling out my already throbbing cock. I pushed my pants to the floor and stepped out of them.
Her mouth engulfed me, the heat overwhelming, her soft lips sliding down my hard shaft as her tongue swirled around it. My head fell back as I sunk my hands into her hair, her head bobbing back and forth.
“Oh, my god…,” I moaned. She was amazing, her mouth pulling every ounce of pleasure out of me until I was about to come in her mouth.
“Stop, babe,” I said, pulling away. She looked up at me with a disappointed pout, only adding to my desire for her.
“Lie back,” I whispered. She did so slowly, her long limbs spreading over the bed, her thighs falling open as she reached her hand down between her lips, spreading her beautiful center open for me to see. My eyes trailed up her beautiful, lace-covered body, her breasts full and swollen, her collar firmly fastened around her delicate neck.
Quickly, I shed the rest of my clothes and joined her on the bed. I hovered over her, my lips crashing into hers as I kissed her deeply. My cock throbbed against her naked thigh and I shifted my weight, pushing my cock against her inviting pussy.
“Bear, please, not yet,” she said.
“Not yet?” I asked, my cock about to explode just by the caress of her soft skin.
“I want…,” she began, looking up at me shyly.
“What, Beauty? What do you want?”
She bit her lip before replying, the sexiest look crossing her face.
“I…want…the…whip,” she whispered softly. My eyes widened in surprise. She’d never really asked for it before and my heart almost melted in my chest.
She wanted to play. Of course she did, or she wouldn’t be in this room. I’d been so eager to fuck her, to feel myself buried inside of her, that I hadn’t realized what she needed.
“Have you been a good girl?” I asked.
She nodded, a small smile spreading across her face. I reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her head back.
“You have, haven’t you?” I growled. She nodded again, her eyes begging me. I marveled at the blessing of finding this woman.
I stood up, my hard cock standing straight up between my legs. I could handle waiting a little longer, if it made her happier. I wanted nothing more than to please her.
I walked to the wall, selecting a large leather and fur paddle. I turned back to her, showing it to her.
“Touch it,” I said. She reached out her fingers gingerly touching the fur. “It’s soft, isn’t it?”
“Yes,” she murmured demurely. I flipped it over to the leather side. “See this side? It’s going to sting so badly against your beautiful skin. Is that what you want, Beauty?”
She nodded enthusiastically and I couldn’t help but smile with approval.
“Turn over,” I said. Eagerly, she turned over, her lace covered ass fully displayed for my use. Slowly, I ran the fur side of the paddle over the back of her thighs and up to her cheeks. She shuddered, her skin breaking out in goosebumps. “Your ass is almost perfect, Chloe. Do you know what would make it better?”
She looked over her shoulder, staring up at me expectantly.
“You know, don’t you?” I asked, running it over her ass over and over. “It’s so round, so shapely, so absolutely sexy. But it’s entirely too lily white, Beauty.”
I landed the first blow, pulling my arm back and down, the smack loudly cracking through the air. She shuddered again and I smiled. “Ah, yes, that’s a little better. Such a pretty little faint pink. I think we need more.”
I hit her again, three times in a row, the blood rushing to the surface of her skin. “Look at that,” I admired. “It’s like a perfect canvas, just waiting for the stroke of my brush. So pretty, Chloe. So fucking perfect.”
My cock throbbed painfully now, begging for contact, begging for release. But I ignored my own needs, seeing the pleasure washing across my wife’s face. She lifted her ass higher, wiggling it towards me, begging for more.
“You dirty little vixen,” I growled. “Begging for it…”
“Yes,” she whispered, her head buried between her hands as she braced herself for more. I stopped, making her wait, drawing out the tension as long as I could. I hit her again, each blow ricocheting through me, sending me into the delicious trance that I was so addicted to.
A familiar rush of power ripped through me as I gazed down at her.
“Tell me, Beauty, tell me what I love to hear,” I ordered.
“I’m yours, Bear. All yours,” she said, looking over her shoulder at me again, tears welling up in her eyes.
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“Tell me you love me,” I said, landing another blow on her ass.
“I love you so much!” she cried.
“Tell me you love this,” I said, landing another.
“I love it, baby, I love the way it stings my ass, the way it hurts, the way it rushes through me…”
“Ah, that’s my girl,” I growled. “Tell me you love my cock.”
Her eyes lit up with joy.
“It’s my favorite thing in the entire world.”
