“Shit.” He had no idea how loud they’d been and hoped Toby hadn’t been disturbed. He didn’t want to leave her, not after he’d fucked her like an animal. “Baby, I’m sorry. Are you okay?” He withdrew from her swollen cunt carefully, not wanting to cause her any more discomfort than he had to. Her tush was bright red and hot to the touch as he stroked it and helped her sit back up. Her hands were shaky and he felt like a heel at her obvious disorientation as she tried to push the mass of her long hair from her face.
His heart burned at the sound of her rapid panting as she tried to catch her breath, and he hoped that she wasn’t upset with him for being so rough with her. He’d intended to only give her a playful, erotic spanking, a few strokes and nothing more, and then make love to her, treat her like she was special. Let her know that he wanted her around, with him, and with Toby—for more than just a night. Not spank her raw and then fuck her brains out.
Turning her beautiful, flushed face to him, Jayne breathlessly giggled and said, “Can we do that again sometime soon? That was amazing!”
“Are you all right? Did I hurt you?” She seemed so exhilarated but he wanted to be sure.
“No. In case you missed it, I came so hard I think I screamed.” She placed her hand on her throat and cleared it. “Yeah, definitely going to be hoarse.” She allowed him to carefully draw her into his arms, mindful of the plastic wrap still stuck to her tattoo. “I’m fine. My butt is pretty hot but even that doesn’t hurt.”
“I’ll put some ointment on it for you. I gave you a long spanking.”
Jayne let loose a seductive laugh. “I know. I loved it. Did you enjoy it?”
Seth felt heat creep through his whole body at the memory of her pliant flesh and the sting as his palm landed. No, he didn’t enjoy the strokes, but he’d loved watching her enjoy herself so vocally, so completely. He’d have stopped at any point if she’d said the word. “Yes, I enjoyed seeing you get off on it. I’m lucky.”
Jayne stroked his goatee and then kissed him, her eyes bright with emotion. “Why do you say that?”
“Because you give yourself without reservation. I liked that neither of us held anything back.” Smoothing the corner of the clear plastic wrap, he added, “This will need to be removed in another couple of hours and the tattoo washed off and left to air out. Want me to wake you and I’ll help you?”
“There’s no way I could sleep right now but yes, I’d love your help. I want to write, right now. I need to write. You inspired me.”
“I inspired you?”
“Oh, baby, did you ever.”
A smile crossed his face and he was pleased that he’d been able to do that for her. “Lay on your tummy. I want to put some soothing cream on your buns.”
She relaxed onto her stomach for him and he stepped into the bathroom and returned with a tube of cream.
She sighed as he spread the cooling cream on her reddened tush. “What an amazing night.”
Relief and love filled him as she turned her head and smiled up at him and stroked his hip as he sat beside her. “I love you, Jayne. I loved playing with you.”
“I love you too. I want to play more with you.”
He set the timer and dozed with her curled up with her journal beside him, her pen softly scratching on the page. He smiled when she got up briefly, knowing that she’d gone to check on Toby. By the time the ringer on his phone softly sounded, she’d finished what she’d wanted to write and they showered together before returning to bed.
“You’re really okay? I never intended to be that rough with you, baby.” He stroked the light bruises on her upper thigh, feeling guilty.
“I’m tender but I’ll be fine by the morning.” She placed her hand over his stroking fingers. “I wouldn’t have noticed those if you hadn’t pointed them out. Honestly, I don’t mind them. You weren’t hurting me, or scaring me, and I know the difference.”
“I worried because…”
“I know. I trust you not to hurt me. But that’s the same reason I loved what we did. Remember, I told you I wanted to live. I didn’t want to watch life pass me by anymore. This is part of what I wanted. Crazy, wild, kinky sex with the man I love—and trust. It’s a fantasy come true.”
Seth chuckled as he gazed into her beautiful, blue-green eyes in the dim lamplight. “You know, considering your cousins and our friends, a spanking probably isn’t the kinkiest thing that goes on in Divine.”
“Maybe not,” she replied with a giggle. “But it’s perfectly, divinely kinky by my standards.”