Release.
Zach pulled her up until they were in a sitting position. “May I show you something?”
She gasped. Did he mean to take his…organ…out of his trousers? She wasn’t quite ready for that. Still, she had come this far. “I suppose so,” she said.
He rose and helped her into a standing position. He turned her around and leaned her over his wooden desk. “Brace your hands on the desk, sweet.”
Though she had no idea what was going on, she did as he bid.
“Oh!” She gasped as his hand came down on her bottom. As it had yesterday, the slap stung but metamorphosed into intense pleasure that she didn’t comprehend. Before she could think it through, another landed on her bare bum.
“So grand, Sophie. Such a pretty shade of pink on your arse.”
“You must stop…” But even as the words crossed her lips, she knew she didn’t mean them.
“Of course I will stop if that is what you wish.”
When another smack didn’t come, she found herself desiring it more than her next breath of air. But he was a gentleman. He would not spank her again unless she asked for it. I should get up. I shouldn’t lie here, bent over, my bottom exposed. Yet she couldn’t bring herself to move.
“If you want more, Sophie, you’ll have to ask me for it.”
She was immobile, numb. Oh, how she wanted to say the words… Yes, spank me again, please. I need you to.
Tiny sweet nibbles covered her buttocks. Zach was kissing the cheeks of her arse, kissing the sting away. How sweet and gentle he was.
She opened her mouth, gathering her courage and her wits. “Spank me, Zach. Please.”
Smack! His palm landed on her bottom, and the jolt arrowed straight to her pussy. Shivers coursed through her. More. More.
“Again, please.”
And again his hand descended upon her bare buttocks. Once more, the pain transformed into pleasure, and this time, something nudged her clitoris. His finger? She didn’t know. She didn’t care. All she knew was she was flying again, another intense climax overtaking her.
Release. Sweet release.
“You like that? You like coming for me?” Zach’s voice was raspy with lust. “I like it when you come for me. You’re so beautiful, and your arse such an alluring shade of raspberry.”
Sophie gripped the edges of the desk and braced herself. “Again.”
CHAPTER NINE
His hand came down upon her, harder this time. She winced, clawing at the desk, wanting—no, needing—more. The pain… It was what she craved—the way it shimmered into pleasure…
“And again, please.”
Even harder this time his hand came down upon her. God, such heavenly sensation… Bliss. Pure unadulterated bliss.
“Please, Zach… Again!”
The softness of his lips met her derriere. “No, my sweet, you’ve had enough for one day. You’re new to this. I don’t want to overwhelm you.”
Sophie loosened her grip on the edge of the desk. Rationality flooded back into her brain. What had she been doing? Here she was, naked, bent over a mahogany desk, letting a man she barely knew spank her bare bottom. She should be ashamed of herself. Oddly, though, she wasn’t. For some reason, what had just transpired felt very natural to her.
Zach was gently massaging her stinging bum. “I have some salve that will help the smarting. Of course, there is no broken skin. I would never do that to you.”
Soon his warm hands were rubbing something oily and soothing over her buttocks.
“It’s beeswax and oil of rosemary. It will help the stinging.”