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“And who is in control?” he asked, his focus flitting up to my eyes once more.
Whatever negative emotions had stirred in the previous few minutes settled into placid waters at his gentle reminder.
“I am,” I stated quietly, mentally sliding into the calm lake waiting to offer me relief.
That damn smirk appeared again but whipped from my vision a heartbeat later as I found myself draped over his lap, head hanging, toes barely touching the floor.
Flight instincts tightened my muscles, but his warm palm slid over my ass cheeks, keeping me in place.
“Relax,” he crooned…and I did at his low tone, all the air leaving my lungs. “It’s time to let go, Jasmine.”
“Micah…”
“Do you trust me?” he asked again, sliding his hand up beneath my shirt to palm one cheek through my cotton panties.
I knew what he planned. Expected his loving pain to offer me emotional release I needed but had refused to allow myself out of fear. I’d given Billy power over me, and Micah would show me how to take it back.
“Yes, Sir.” I closed my eyes.
The first swat registered in my ears before the slight sting rose on my skin. I gasped, blinking my eyes open. Micah’s hand felt nothing like the wooden spoon and belt I’d gotten as a kid. And the soft caress immediately afterward on tingling flesh?
Oh wow.
“Color?”
I licked my lower lip. “Green.”
Another smack hit my other cheek, sending a shiver of arousal through my core.
“More,” I whispered.
Another blow…a fourth. Fifth.
Rather than sinking into bliss like I’d read about though, I began to tense against the swelling inside my chest, the cracking of the box I thought I’d emptied everything inside.
“Jasmine.”
“Don’t stop.” I shuddered, my throat tightening along with the rest of my muscles. “Please.”
Two more blows, and I whimpered, shifting against his legs.
My eyes burned. I knew I could stop it all with one word, but I’d had enough. It was time. “I-I’m good,” I promised, my body trembling as the fissure inside me widened.
Micah’s palm soothed over my hot backside, dipping down between my thighs.
He groaned as his fingertips danced over my damp slit.
“P-Please, Sir,” I begged, eyes clenched tight.
One hand on my lower back kept me focused on what I needed to do. Grounded in the moment withwhoI’d entrusted myself to. Micah’s other palm landed on the top of my thigh, and I jolted forward, a sob ripping from me. Another heavy hand enticed a second cry to pour from my lips. A third caused all the shit I’d attempted to hide from to erupt.
“M-Micah—” My voice broke along with my restraint. I fell the fuck apart.
“That’s it, sweet girl.” Micah pulled me into his arms, and I clung to his broad shoulders, knowing he would protect me while I loosened all the demons from inside their prison.
Chapter23
Micah
