Hidden Depths (21 page)

Josh leaned over, whispering in her ear, "If you don't
want me to fuck you right here at this table, you had better get that goddamn
look off your face."

"Go to hell Josh," she all but yelled at him.
Everyone at the table glanced her way, but since the two of them arguing was
nothing new, they merely waited for his response. When he merely smirked at
her, they all went back to chatting about whatever they'd been chatting about.

She made the mistake of looking at him and he mouthed out,
"That's thirteen, baby."

She couldn't stop the little shiver that ran through her.
She had never been spanked, though it had long been a secret fantasy. Something
she indulged in when she was alone in her room with her BOB. She had never
considered it a real possibility. She had never thought she would find someone
who was into that, and the one boyfriend she'd had that expressed an interest
in bondage had seemed a little creepy. She hadn't trusted him not to take
things too far. The real problem was that she'd never trusted anyone that much.
So, she'd shoved those desires down deep and simply ignored them. Only dragging
them out when she was alone.

Now she glanced over at Josh. She trusted him. Completely.
At least in this. She knew he would absolutely break her heart in the end, but
she knew she could trust him with her body. And quite frankly, judging by the
look in his eye, he may not give her a choice. She knew he was deadly serious.
She was going to get spanked tonight.

Another little shiver of anticipation ran through her.

Suddenly Josh stood up, almost shooting out of his chair.
"Hey, Gia. Dance with me?"

Before she could even answer, he grabbed her arm and tugged,
leaving her no choice but to stand and follow unless she wanted to be dragged
across the room.

As soon as they were hidden from view, he pulled her flush
against him. The contact, combined with the friction of movement, both soothed
and tormented her.

After just a few seconds, she heard Josh groan, his already
hard shaft, pulsing against her belly.

"You have got to stop looking like that Gia. You are
driving me fucking insane."

"Like what?" she asked, honestly confused.

"Like you want me to throw you over my lap and spank
you right here."

Another shiver coursed through her, this one wringing a moan
from her. Her already damp panties were now soaked by the rush of warmth
between her legs.

As she groaned, Josh matched her, squeezing her hip where
his hand rested. "Fuck me." He leaned forward resting his forehead
against hers, before pulling back with a deep breath.

"I promised I would keep this from our friends, so
we'll have to explore your sex in public fantasy another night." Grabbing
her chin and forcing her to meet his eyes, she could see the heat burning in
those blue depths. "And we will, Gia. I guarantee it."

Setting her away from him, just enough to give them each
some breathing room, he continued, "But for now, this is what we're going
to do. We're leaving... now. You will leave first, and go straight to my
house."

He pulled a key out of his pocket, tucking it into the back
pocket of her jeans before squeezing her ass, causing another little rush of
warmth.

"When you get there, go to my room, use the bathroom if
you need to, get undressed and lay down on my bed. I will leave about ten or
fifteen minutes behind you, so you'll have time to get ready."

She nodded, surprised by her own acquiescence. A part of her
brain was screaming that she should fight this, should run away, now, before it
was too late. But she wanted this. Almost more than she wanted to breathe.
There was no way she was going to be denied this once in a lifetime pleasure.

When he didn't say anything else, she turned and started to
head to the table to make her goodbyes. She felt him behind her, before he
spoke. This time, she actually felt his voice in her ear. The deep rumble
shooting straight down to her core.

"Gia, we are already up to thirteen. If you are not
where and how you are supposed to be when I get there, we will add on five
more."

Sucking in a deep breath to calm her rising excitement, Gia
all but ran back to the table. Some quick goodbyes, crappy excuses, and she was
in her car and on her way to Josh's house.

Chapter 28

It had taken every single bit of patience Josh possessed to
wait fifteen minutes before he followed Gia out the door. But he had forced
himself to wait. Not only to keep it from their friends, but for himself as
well. He needed some time to get a little better rein on his control.

He also figured this would give Gia a little time to
actually consider what he had planned for tonight. He was hoping by her
physical response that she would be even more aroused by the time he got home.

He was also well aware that it could work against him. He
was allowing her ample time to change her mind.

Better now than halfway through. He didn't think there was
enough self control in all the world to pull him away once he saw her gorgeous
ass turning all pink and rosy from his hands.

He pulled into the garage, pleasantly surprised to see her
car still here. He was also surprised by just how right it felt seeing Gia's
car already there. Stop that train of thought, Josh. She is so not ready for
that. Just focus on tonight.

Taking a deep breath to calm his lust, Josh wasn't entirely
sure if he was hoping she had followed his orders, or that she hadn't.

When he turned into his room and saw her, lying nude in the
center of his bed, he damn near choked, he couldn't get the words out fast enough.

"God, you're gorgeous. Perfect, Gia... absolutely
perfect."

He watched as she blushed from head to toe, every inch of
her beautiful ivory skin turning pink.

Unable to wait any longer, Josh toed off his shoes and socks
and stripped off his shirt. Wearing only his slacks, he slowly padded over to
her.

She watched every movement, but still didn't say a word.
This worried him. Gia was not prone to long bouts of silence.

"Gia, we don't have to do this..."       

"Please, don't back out on me now... Sir."

It took a second for Josh to figure out why she'd called him
'Sir'. Once he had, he also realized why she was being so quiet. Gia wanted to
play.     

So he would accommodate.

Reaching into his nightstand drawer he pulled out a long
black silk scarf.

"Put your hands in front of you." She quickly
complied, sending a heady surge of desire straight through Josh. He tied her
up, tight enough that she couldn't pull her hands apart even an inch, without
cutting off circulation.

Holding back a groan, he asked, "What's your safe
word?" He figured anyone that called him 'Sir' would know what that meant.

She raised her eyebrows looking a little surprised. Then let
a smug, slightly excited grin cross her face. "Ice cream."

He nodded.

With no warning whatsoever, Josh grabbed Gia's feet,
dragging her to the side of the bed. He sat down next to her then picked her up
and tossed her across his lap. Her feet dangled down to the floor on one side,
her hands barely brushing on the other. Her gorgeous round ass was right before
him... his to enjoy.

His first slap landed on her right cheek, pulling a startled
gasp from Gia, while Josh barely managed to groan out, "Count them out
loud."

It burned. In the most tantalizingly delicious way. The
sudden sensation had zipped straight through her system, racing for some unseen
finish line before settling in her core. She had already been painfully
aroused, between Josh's teasing, lying naked on the bed, and her own very
fertile imagination.

Now, his fingers gently brushed across her right cheek,
seeming to be trying to soothe the sting.

"Count, Gia." His voice was more firm this time,
ordering her, making her want to obey him. Forcing her mouth to form the words,
Gia spoke through a haze of pleasure. "One, Sir."

Another slap, this time the other side. Another zing of
arousal as she forced out the words that would make him continue. "Two,
Sir."

A third slap, this one overlapping the first, increasing the
sting, creating a burning sensation. No zing this time, just a heated path from
her ass straight to her pussy. She was already so wet, she would be surprised
if there wasn't a puddle on Josh's slacks.

"Three, Sir"

A fourth slap, and a fifth as she counted out the numbers,
forcing the words out each and every time.

Six, seven, eight, nine.

She felt his cock throbbing and pulsing low on her belly.
She wanted to grab him and lick him. Suck his shaft deep into her throat.

Ten... her ass throbbed, her pussy matching it pulse for
pulse. "Ten, Sir." She wanted to bite him. Dig her teeth into his
calf as she finally found release.

Eleven settled low on her ass, right at the crease where it
met her thigh, closer to where she needed it. This time, she almost whimpered
out the words, silently begging him to skip the last two and shove his fingers
inside her.

Twelve came harder, again low, and closer to the center. She
heard him groan, or was that her? She could feel more liquid pulse out on a
wave of need, dripping down her thighs.

"Twelve, oh God... please."

"Come on Gia, just one more. You can take it, I know
you can."

"Yes, yes, please... now."

The last swat landed, low and centered, right over her
quivering flesh, the wetness making it sound even louder. This time she
screamed as need overtook her.

She was writhing on his lap, trying to get enough pressure
from his thigh against her clit to give her release. Her orgasm was right
there, just out of reach. She needed penetration, and right now she didn't care
how she got it.

"Aaaahhh, Josh... fuck me! Now, please... something,
anything."

The growl that ripped out of his chest at her words should
have frightened her.

It sounded like heaven.

He shoved her sideways off his lap and onto her knees.
Reaching forward with her bound hands, she started trying to undo his pants.
She had the button undone and was reaching for his zipper when he abruptly
stood and dragged her up with him.

She went up on her toes, pressing her lips to his, taking
all his pent up need and giving hers right back to him. Their tongues battled,
thrusting into each other's mouths. She loved the taste of him. All heat, and
spice with just a hint of beer tonight.

Ripping his mouth from hers, he spun her around and pushed
her forward onto the bed. She landed in a sprawl, managing to get her arms out
in front of her. Josh pulled her hips up and back bringing her ass back to the
edge of the bed, then shoved a couple of pillows under her hips.

She heard the rasp of the zipper and couldn't help but
wiggle her ass in the air, trying to tempt him.

She heard the growl, followed by two hands landing hard
against her hips.

"Don't, baby. I'm barely hanging on by a thread right
now. You have no idea what you've done to me, for me, tonight. I can't... I
have no... control."

She whimpered a little before getting the words out.
"No control... me neither. Just hard, Josh. Fuck me hard."

That was enough. The next thing she knew he was buried to
the hilt inside her, in one thrust. He was hotter, harder, bigger than he'd
ever been. The feeling of stretching, the fullness was enough to send her
already engorged tissue off into a cataclysmic orgasm. She screamed, burying
her face in the bed to muffle the noise.

Josh grabbed her hair, wrapping the length around his fist,
pulling her back until she was on her elbows, her head thrown back. "I
want to hear you!"

Before she could come down from one orgasm another one was
starting to unfurl in her belly. She rode the crest, feeling the waves of
pleasure roll over her as Josh continued to thrust into her, hard and fast.
Deep... hitting that little bundle of nerves with every stroke.

Her moan had become almost constant, as her orgasm turned
constant. That mythical state of pleasure that women only dreamed about.

With a loud cry, Josh joined her, thrusting once, then twice
before stilling as his seed shot hard enough for Gia to feel inside her womb,
bringing a final little twitch to her orgasm as her legs and arms collapsed
beneath her.

Chapter 29

"Gia? Baby... are you with me again?"

She opened her eyes, or tried to anyway. They still felt
heavy, like she had been drugged.

"Hey there. How are you doing?"

That was Josh's voice waking her from the most amazing dream
she'd ever had. She started to roll toward him, her eyes flying open as she
felt the rasp of the sheets against the tender flesh of her backside.

Just as the memories came flooding back to her, he chuckled.

"Hiya. You kind of passed out there for a minute. I was
starting to get worried."

His smile looked anything but worried. He looked smug and
self satisfied. As well he should.

She smiled back at him, willing to give credit where credit
was due. Especially since she must have been out for a while. She was tucked
under the covers, her head resting on a pillow and it felt as if he'd cleaned
her up as well.

"I think it was longer than a minute, Mr. Taylor. You
seem to have been busy while I slept."

That smug little smile. "I thought you might need the
rest."

She raised an eyebrow at him. "You thought right. And,
whose fault is that, might I ask?"

He laughed. "Guilty as charged. Although, you didn't
seem to mind."

When she didn't answer right away, his expression started to
morph into one of true concern. Deciding not to let him stew, she laughed and
snuggled in next to him. "I didn't mind at all. Not even a little bit. In
fact, I would go so far as to say I truly enjoyed that."