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“I know.”
He ran his hand across her skin before pulling back. He brought his hand down with an authoritative force. The sound of the slap lingered in the air for a moment, along with her gasp. It only took seconds for her skin to turn red and irritated.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yes. Just get it over with.” There was a hint of fury in her voice. Neither of them wanted to drag this out.
He brought his hand up again for a second smack.
She squirmed against the table, and her fingers tensed and dug into the wood as he made contact.
He inhaled deep and prepared for a third hit. This wasn’t the first time he’d doled out punishment, but it was the first time he’d felt as if he were hurting himself too.
She asked for this.
She jumped as his hand came down a fourth time. And then a fifth. Her legs were trembling and he thought he heard a soft cry escape her lips.
He cupped her ass with one hand and massaged the skin. Her flesh was hot and sensitive. “You’re doing great, Ali. Just five more.”
She whimpered but didn’t fight back.
After spank number six, he took the time to massage her ass again. He couldn’t help but notice how smooth and soft she felt. She was so petite. He loved the way he could fit her in one hand. Like he could break her or save her, depending on her mood. Make no mistake, she was absolutely in charge here, not him. He never would’ve laid a hand on her if she hadn’t suggested it—insisted on it.
He went through a couple more hits, seven and eight, alternating between spanking and rubbing her sore skin. Her muscles became more relaxed, and her moans fluctuated from pain and anguish to something else. Acceptance?
His hand came down for a strong number nine. Once again, she jerked and let out a yelp. He took his time running his thumb over the curve of her ass. He moved his hand further south and back up, easing her pain. She melted into his hand and his cock stirred as he watched her body react to his touch. She wavered on her feet and pushed into his palm. He trailed his fingers lower, between her cheeks and closer to her core. She rocked her hips just a fraction of an inch.
Nik didn’t want to remove his hand from her perfect body.
She tilted her hips even further and they both sucked in a sharp breath. She had rubbed her slick center against his fingers, and he was shocked by how turned on she was. Nik moaned and Ali turned to look at him, waiting for his reaction. Her fuck-me eyes were going to drive him crazy.
He could. He could fuck her hard right here. Nothing was stopping him. She’d made it pretty clear that she wanted him as well. Except this didn’t feel right. He didn’t want her first memory of his dick inside her to be alongside his punishment.
Not today.
It took all his self-control to pull his hand back, and she whimpered in disappointment. He ran his thumb over his damp fingers, appreciating the way her body squirmed. God, he’d love to see her bent over his bed, legs spread.
Then he raised his hand and brought it down fast for one final smack. He wanted the imprint of his hand to remind her for days to come. She cried out in pain and maybe a little bit of pleasure. Did it even count as punishment if she enjoyed it?
He bent to retrieve her pants and tied them back in place as she stood up straight. Her legs trembled, and he couldn’t tell if it was from agony or arousal. He spun her around and noticed the tears in the corner of her eyes. His hands slid up her thighs and rested on her hips.
“Are you all right?” he asked as he wiped her cheek with his thumb.
She was breathing heavily, but otherwise looked fine. “I’m okay.”
She slowly raked his body with her eyes, and he felt an overwhelming wave of compassion. He lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her gently. She held still initially, confused and scared. But after a moment’s hesitation, she moved her lips with his and wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling him in close.
Nik responded by sliding his arms behind her back and holding her body against him. He might’ve been the one to hurt her, but he wanted to be the one to comfort her too. He didn’t want her to fear him. She pulled him so hard that he tripped over his own feet and pushed them both into the table behind them, fumbling clumsily. Her hands pulled at the top of his jeans, threatening to dip inside, to grip him. He slid one hand lower, over the top of her ass, and she flinched.
“Please don’t make me do that again,” he whispered in her ear, her hair tickling his cheeks. He kissed her neck, just below her ear.
“I can’t make any promises,” she countered mischievously.
He groaned as she nibbled on his bottom lip, tugging him between her teeth, and his dick shifted in his pants. She had a wild power over him and he was all too willing to let her take control.
She bit a little too hard and he jolted, bringing his hand up to feel his slightly swollen lip.
“You left your mark. It’s only fair I leave mine.”
