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I shiver with pleasure when Matthew swipes a finger through my wetness. Through the pain and emotional release, my body still responded. He inserts a finger, gathering my wetness and spreading it up over my clit. I moan and push back into his touch, silently begging for more.
“You’re soaked. Did your spanking turn you on?”
I nod. “Yes, sir. It hurt so bad, but…”
He leans over my body to whisper in my ear. His suit rubbing against the back of my thighs and butt, bringing the fire back to life. “You liked it. You like submitting to me. Your body knows that pain at my hands comes with pleasure.”
As if to prove his point, he circles my clit until I come undone for him. My orgasm crashes over me like a tsunami. Every thought in my brain is annihilated. He grips my hips and thrusts inside me. I don’t know when he took off his clothes, but I’m damn grateful because him filling me is the best feeling in the world.
“Fuck, so tight. Not going to last long.”
Me either, I think to myself, moaning as he hits that spot deep inside me.
He fists my hair and pulls me up to my knees, my back is against his chest. The new angle makes me see stars and groan as the heat from my spanking is reignited.
“You feel so fucking good. I love your ass still hot from my hand pressing against me.”
I nearly go cross-eyed when Matthew starts rubbing my clit while fucking me. My whole body is drowning in sensation. I’m seconds from exploding.
“You wanted to fly, my love. I’m going to make you soar,” Matthew growls lowly.
And he does. Except instead of flying away on my own, I’m flying with Matthew. Soaring into the light and far away from the darkness.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
ROSE
I stretch like a cat waking from a long nap. My body is sore but a delicious kind of sore. I feel slightly lethargic, but at the same time, clear. I’ve had moments of peace from the darkness inside. This feels different somehow. I’m not sure if it was the spanking followed by the most magnificent orgasm to ever orgasm, or if it’s my new determination to not let the darkness win.
To not let fucking Nelson Grant and all the other men rule my body and mind ever again. Maybe a combination of both. I have no doubt that the darkness isn’t gone forever, but it feels diminished somehow. Like it’s lost its power over me.
“Welcome back, my love,” Matthew murmurs, kissing my forehead sweetly. I snuggle deeper into his arms. I love the steady beat of his heart under my ear. “How do you feel?”
“Lighter.”
“Good. That’s really good.”
He runs his fingers up and down my back in long soothing strokes. I close my eyes, telling myself it’ll just be for a minute, but I let Matthew’s touch and the beat of his heart lull me to sleep.
* * *
Morning brings birds chirping and rainbow glitter farting unicorns. At least that’s how I feel. Which is freaking fantastic. Matthew is already up by the time I get up. I can hear him talking to someone in the other room. I stretch and move to get up. When I sit up, I hiss in pain. Ouch. That spanking was no joke, but the ends definitely justify the means.
The hot water from the shower feels amazing on my sore muscles. I take my time washing and conditioning my hair, humming to myself. I shiver when I clean my pussy. It’s still wet with mine and Matthew’s release. The thought of being filled with him makes my core clench. I have never, ever touched myself, but I can’t resist circling my clit. My knees nearly buckle at the instant pleasure.
There’s a knock on the door seconds before Matthew appears in front of the shower. He raises a brow when he sees my hand between my legs. I flush with embarrassment making it completely obvious what I was doing. I could’ve claimed that I was washing myself, but my blush and the fact that I’m panting like I ran a freaking marathon gives me away.
“Caught with your hand in my cookie jar,” he teases.
I pull my hand from between my legs with a laugh. “We’re calling it a cookie jar now?”
“It’s sweet like a cookie.”
I groan. “You’re terrible.”
“You love it.”
I turn off the water and open the shower door. Matthew pulls my towel from the hook and holds it out for me. I walk right into his arms and stand on tiptoe to kiss him. “I love you.”
