“Just like I thought, you’re soaking wet, my naughty wife,” he observed, and I moaned quietly as his fingers teased my clit. “It’s too bad it’s going to be quite a while before you’re allowed to come.”
The warmth of his fingers disappeared in the blink of an eye, and I cried out in disappointment from its sudden loss. He climbed out of the bed behind me, leaving me to deal with the constant pulsing need all on my own. With a knowing look, he picked up the phone and mumbled something to whoever was on the other line while I disappeared into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and my hair. Feeling a bit sleepy still, I splashed a little water on my face before I emptied my bladder and finished up.
Grayson hopped in the shower before I left the room, and I took a long moment to admire the hard form of his naked body. He saw me watching him and smirked in my direction. He turned toward me, and I couldn’t help myself as I stared at his massive cock.
I hadn’t forgotten his threat to take my last virgin hole and I also knew that very thing was likely to happen this afternoon.
I walked into the bedroom and looked around for something to wear, but I found nothing aside from a towel. I wrapped it around myself just as a knock sounded on the door. Grayson was still in the shower, so I went and answered it. A crewman nodded politely once he saw me, and I moved aside so that he could roll the cart inside the room. I clutched the towel around me as a heated blush crept over my cheeks.
“Have a good morning, Dr. Asher,” the crewman said before he retreated and closed the door behind him. I poured myself a cup of coffee and took a sip before my gaze settled back on the handbag. With a sigh, I walked over to it and reached inside, searching for the belt I’d chosen for my husband.
My breath caught in my throat when my fingers closed around it, still wrapped in the blue tissue paper. I unwrapped it and tossed the paper, feeling the soft familiar hide against my fingers once again. I laid it on the end of the bed. I stared at it for a long moment before I tidied up the blankets. With a nervous jitter, I sat down on the loveseat I’d fallen asleep on last night and drank my coffee.
When I was ready, I stood up and put together a light breakfast of fruit, yogurt, and granola. I nibbled at it slowly while enjoying the rest of my coffee before I heard the shower shut off in the other room. My anxiety spiked hard, and I swallowed it down.
He came out of the bathroom still damp with a towel around his waist. He dried off a bit and pulled on a pair of gray sweatpants that did nothing to hide the iron spike between his legs. I chewed my lip as he glanced at the bed and back at me.
“What is that, kitten?” he asked gently, and I put down my breakfast.
“It was something I picked out for you yesterday. It’s a gift,” I murmured, and he walked over to it, fingering the soft leather. He picked it up and folded it. Without warning, he snapped it and I jumped as he peered back at me thoughtfully.
“Come here, kitten. Sit with me,” he invited, and I padded over to him, still clutching at the towel around me. Gently, he pulled me into his lap and kissed my forehead.
“I love you, Zoe,” he said, and I curled into him. My nerves seemingly fluttered away, and I smiled.
“I love you too, Grayson,” I whispered.
“The belt is a beautiful gift. I’m going to enjoy it very much,” he added.
“I don’t know if I will,” I mumbled, and he chuckled.
“You may be right, kitten,” he answered, and he held me for a while longer before he cleared his throat. “Stand up for me,” he said softly. After I climbed out of his lap, he reached for the towel and pulled it away from my body. Even though he’d seen me naked before, this time felt more embarrassing than all the rest. I wanted to cover my breasts and the cusp of my thighs, but I didn’t. Every one of my defenses had been stripped away and now it was just me and him.
He took my hands in his.
“Do you know why you’re going to be punished today, kitten?” he asked.
“Because I went off alone when you told me not to,” I replied anxiously. I pressed my thighs together. My pussy was so wet that my arousal was seeping down my thighs.
“That’s part of it, but not really the real reason. If that was all, I’d simply bare your bottom and put you over my knee for a hard spanking that would make you squirm. What else, kitten?”
“I’m not sure,” I answered. For some reason, I felt lame for not knowing, yet nothing in his face indicated that he thought anything but the world of me.
“Did you think I wouldn’t come for you?” he asked gently.
“I… I wasn’t sure,” I answered. “Nemesio said he’d handled you, but I didn’t know if that meant he’d killed you or just paid you off.”
“I will always protect you, kitten. No matter what. I made a vow to you, and I intend to keep it for the rest of our days. You’re safe with me and your punishment today is going to remind you of that. I think you forgot to have faith in me. Is that true?” he asked, and I shivered hard.
“Yes, sir,” I whimpered.
“There’s one last reason you’re going to be punished, kitten. You’re mine. You’ve always been mine and by the time I’m through with you today, your pretty little bottom is going to be sore enough inside and out so that you never forget that.”
Unable to stop myself, I pitched forward and wrapped my arms around his neck. His own arms wound around my torso, holding me tight as though he never wanted to let go.
“What’s going to happen?” I asked. He didn’t answer at first, but he grasped me around the waist and placed me over his thigh. He situated his other leg over the backs of mine, pinning me in place.