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I take a deep breath and let it out slowly as I follow his lead and enter one of the hospital rooms. Relief flows through me again when I see my grandfather sitting in the bed looking at me. I can see he’s feeling the same way I am.
Before I can stop myself, I launch myself against my grandfather who lets out a soft sound when I connect. I pull back immediately as tears fill my eyes. “I’m so sorry. Did I hurt you? Are you okay? How are you feeling?”
My grandfather chuckles lowly and winces. I hate that he’s in pain, but I’m glad he’s here and getting the care he needs. He pats my hand gently and gives me a soft smile.
“I’m fine, my girl.” He glances at Sergio, pride filling my grandfather’s eyes. “Your man found me and made sure I wasgetting the help I needed before he went after you.” His eyes come back to mine, and he studies me. “They want to keep me overnight just to watch me, but I’m fine. I have a mild concussion and they stitched me up.”
I brush a finger over his forehead and the tight binds constricting my chest fall away. I didn’t even realize how tense I was until hearing that the man who has been in my life the longest is going to be okay. I kiss his cheek and soak up the moment.
He’s okay. I’m okay.
Now it’s time to live.
Sergio fills my grandfather in on what went down without a lot of detail, and I can see the gratefulness flowing between them. “Turning Pages is protected,” Sergio finishes.
My grandfather nods slowly and relaxes back into the bed. I kiss his cheek again and murmur, “We’re going to let you get some sleep. I’ll come by tomorrow and visit you,” I promise.
My grandfather chuckles, “How about instead of visiting, you spring me from this place?”
“I’ll see what I can do,” I tell him even though I know if he’s not ready to leave tomorrow then he won’t be. I can’t have anything happen to him; he means too much to me.
By the time we make it home, I’m ready to show my man just how much I love him. When Sergio lifts me out of the car, I wrap my arms around his shoulders and start to kiss up and down his neck. The way he shudders makes me feel powerful.
“Marigold,” there’s a warning in his tone.
I don’t heed it and nip at his earlobe. When I do it a second time, I suck his earlobe into my mouth. Before I can do it a third time, I’m suddenly flying before I land on the bed.
“Strip,” Sergio’s voice is so deep it’s as if I can feel the reverberations of it throughout my entire body.
I scramble to comply with his wishes, needing his skin against mine, needing to exorcise the darkness and the fear I felt today. I was mired in it, wallowing and unsure, but now I’m safe and I need to get it out. I need to feel clean, and I know that this man will quiet the cacophony and make me feel centered again.
“Hands and knees,” he commands, “face forward.”
I move quickly, rolling over and getting my hands and knees underneath me. As I hear the sounds of my man’s clothing hitting the floor, I’m tempted to look over my shoulder. It takes all my willpower not to give into the need to see him and what he is doing.
I almost jump out of my skin when Sergio’s hand slides down my spine and over one of the globes of my ass. He gives my flesh a squeeze and then his hands leave me. I stretch out my neck, wanting to turn so fucking badly.
When the smack of his hand against my ass fills the room, there’s a split second before the flash of pain from the spanking registers and I cry out. I squeeze my eyes shut and let the slight burn fill me, radiating through my blood and seeping deep into my soul.
“You scared the hell out of me today.” Sergio punctuates his words with more spankings. They aren’t too hard, but they’re still jarring in a way I wasn’t expecting. I whimper, hating the fear I made him feel. “I understand why you did it, Marigold, but never again.”
He rains spankings down on my ass and upper thighs. I rock forward, unsure if I’m doing it to get away from him or not. My man isn’t having it, his fingers sinking into my hair to hold me in position. I have no idea how many spankings he gives me, but when I cry out, everything stops.
Sergio gathers me in his arms, and I burrow into his chest as he rocks me. I didn’t even realize I was crying until he uses his thumbs to gently wipe them away. I look up into his eyes, so dark and knowing.
“I love you,” I whisper.
It’s as if the day and his punishment has unlocked the words inside of my soul and I can’t hold them back any longer. The smile this powerful man gives me has butterflies taking flight.
“I love you,la mia piccola bellezza.”
I can read the truth of his words in his eyes as he lays me down on the bed. My legs fall open and I cradle his larger body with my hips. The way we fit together feels right, it feels like home.
When his hard cock slides between my pussy lips, soaked with the proof of how much his touch turns me on, even when he’s punishing me, we both moan. The mischief in his eyes has my body buzzing. I want more. I want it all.
“You liked your punishment,” it’s more of a statement than a question.
I bite my lip and nod slowly, loving the way Sergio smirks down at me. I let out a small yelp when he pulls his hips back and plunges inside of me with a long, hard thrust. My back arches and my nails dig into his shoulders.
