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After I’d emptied my bladder, he gently placed me in the tub, with my foot up on the wide-lipped edge so it wouldn’t get wet, and then climbed in behind me.
I’d never been so sore and happy simultaneously. Or maybe that was just my memory talking because it had been a while since Alex and I had such intense sex. I lay back against him, completely spent.
Chapter 6
Alex
Iwashedherbodyand hair using the shower attachment to rinse it out before adding conditioner. She seemed content to let me do these things and not talk for the moment, but that was still something that needed to happen.
When I was done, I drew her back against my chest, happy to have her in my arms again. A part of me wished I could punish her all over again for scaring the crap out of me, but I’d forgiven her completely and there was no going backward, only forward from here on out.
Her soft snores told me she was sound asleep. Lifting her carefully, I stood and climbed from the tub, gently laying her down on the bed in the bedroom attached to the bathroom we’d used. I knew it would feel different and might not give her the rest she so desperately needed. I padded back to our room and ripped off the dirty sheets and remade the bed with fresh ones from the linen closet.
Returning to the spare bedroom, I braced her against me while I dried her off and then carried her to our bed. Tackling the mess in the bathroom gave me a lot of time to think. How had she felt, alone in the dark with only the moon and stars for company?
A priority shift was required if I was going to keep my word to Antonia. I considered my priorities and how to make them work with a woman in my life. Not just any woman, my woman. Mine to cherish, mine to punish, forever and for always. Words and gifts meant nothing to Antonia. Action was her love language and I planned on speaking it regularly.
Johnathan had been right as well when he said she balanced me and made me more human. That’s exactly what she did. With that in mind, I knew I needed to shift things around to be more agreeable for us, instead of just me.
On that note, I crawled into bed and pulled her very warm backside against my cock and fell into an exhausted sleep.
Antonia
I was having the best dream of my life. Alex was home and he had my legs parted wide while he lapped at my entrance. I groaned and gently thrust my hips, running my hands down my body, reaching for my hardened nub to get some relief only to gasp with shock when I realized it was Alex between my legs.
Everything came back in a rush, the tub, the doctor, the punishment… oh yeah, even that was amazing. Being taken in hand by Daddy was a balm to my battered soul. The nap and love making… ah, right… and then the bath where I must have fallen asleep. I felt as if I were in a time warp but one thing I knew was he was real and delivering sweet sensations to my sensitive clit.
His hands gripped my sore cheeks, and another gasp escaped me.
“And how is my little brat this morning?” he asked smirking at me.
“I’m sure you can tell, and what do you mean by morning?”
A not so gentle slap landed on my swollen vulva.
“That’s not a proper or respectful answer, Antonia, do you need a reminder of who you belong to?”
Uh-huh I wanted to answer enthusiastically but held my tongue. “I’m sorry, Daddy.” I pretend pouted.
He raised an eyebrow but sunk his head back down and circled my needy nub. My inner walls responded, tightening.
“Please, Daddy, I need to come.”
“I know what you need, little one.” He pulled away and climbed between my legs spearing me with his hard length. My muscles instantly clamped around his cock as an orgasm gripped me while Alex pumped hard, chasing his release. Within moments, our combined groans of pleasure filled the silence. His arms trembled and spread legs shook with the intensity of the release.
Dropping down beside me, Alex tucked me into his body. “I mean,” he said without missing a beat, “that we slept all night and it’s now morning.”
I’d never slept that long before and marveled at how much better I felt. Not just my body, but my spirits were high, and I felt capable of facing whatever was next. For me, that was discussing the upcoming holiday. A part of me hadn’t given up on my dream of having a white Christmas in a remote, well-stocked cabin. I just hoped he was as receptive to my idea as he’d been at reclaiming me.
“I need to pee, Daddy.”
“Let me help you.” He rolled out of bed and came to my side.
“Let me carry you to be on the safe side.”
Being carried in his strong arms was never something I would deny. Besides, my legs felt like rubber and there was a good chance I wouldn’t have made it there on my own.
Placing me back in bed, he propped my pillows so I could watch the ocean while he made breakfast. “Be right back, princess.”
