What To Read After FSOG: The Gemstone Collection Part Two (63 page)

“I don’t know, Sir, ten? I’m sure ten will be enough.”

“Very well then. Ten it is. Count them out.”

The bed shook as Marcus shifted his weight and then the blow of the leather paddle landed in earnest. Her breath caught. It stung, but was not truly painful. This was not a teasing blow like before.

“It’s unfortunate that we cannot count that one, as you did not do as you were told.” Marcus struck her again.

Tabitha was quick to respond this time. “One.”

“One what? We’ll begin again.” Marcus sounded pleased to restart the count. The paddle came down.

“One, Sir.”

“So much better. I see little pink on your ass. I imagine by the time we get to ten, it will be a nice rosy color.”

The paddle landed again. “Two, Sir.”

“You look very lovely from this angle. Do you know what I’m going to do after I spank your ass?” He smacked her again.

“Three, Sir.” Tabitha squirmed, but didn’t try to evade.

“After your ass is nice and warmed up, I’m going to take you.” Marcus alternated cheeks, aiming carefully at one and then the other.

“Four, Sir.” An erotic fog drifted into Tabitha’s mind. She was aroused, highly aroused, yet calm and relaxed.

“You look so lovely in this position. Your ass is presented perfectly.” He paddled her again.

“Five, Sir.” Tabitha’s knees trembled.

“Your mouth felt wonderful, but I wanted to come inside you first.” He gave her another stroke.

“Six, Sir.” Tabitha wished she could see it as well as feel it. She imagined viewing herself – her upturned ass in the air as Marcus administered his sensual punishment.

“I have a feeling you’ll be more than ready for me. I can see how slick you are.” He struck her again, the paddle bouncing off her flesh.

“Seven, Sir.” Her body was fluid, pliant.

“I can hardly wait. I’m so ready to sink myself inside you.” He caressed her with the smooth surface of the paddle before withdrawing for another blow.

“Eight, Sir.” Tabitha quivered inside. Two more.

“I imagine you are feeling a bit of a tickle by this point.” Marcus chuckled and struck her again, just a bit harder.

“Nine, Sir.” Tabitha
was
feeling it now, the radiating sting that followed each strike of the paddle.

“Almost done. Your wiggling indicates to me that perhaps you have enjoyed this more than you should.” He hit her again and dropped the paddle on the mattress.

“Ten, Sir.” Tabitha drew a deep breath. Her ass burned in a few spots.

Marcus knelt behind her and caressed her rear with the palms of his hands, his skin cool against her hot, stinging ass. “Spread your knees.”

Tabitha complied and Marcus repositioned himself between her legs.

Marcus stroked her ass. “I wish you could see this. It’s such an inviting shade of pink and so warm.”

Tabitha vibrated under his touch.

“Are you ready for me?” Marcus struck her asscheek with the palm of his hand and Tabitha jumped.

“Yes! Yes, Sir, I’m ready.” Tabitha yearned for him, yearned for the relief that only he could provide.

“Are you still feeling naughty?” Marcus rubbed himself against her.

“I must admit, Sir, that I am.” The confession freed Tabitha. She opened herself to Marcus, mentally and physically.

“Well then, I’ll have to see what I can do to drive it out of you.” Marcus’s fingers explored the folds between her legs, spreading the slick wetness of her arousal. When he reached her opening, he spread the lips and brought his cock to bear. “Tell me what you need. Tell me what you desire.”

“Please … Marcus … Sir.”

At her lapse, Marcus slapped her ass. “Try again.”

“Please, Sir, I want to feel you … inside me.”

Marcus sank in to the hilt, filling her completely. “Tight and slick, just the way it should be. Perfect.”

Tabitha moaned and pushed back against him, craving all he had to give. She shuddered as he withdrew and sighed in relief as he thrust inside again. She ached to have him. Her skin tingled and she throbbed, wanting more.

Marcus caressed her stretched opening with his fingertip as he delved into her. He extended a finger toward her clit and pressed hard against it.

Marcus’s intimate touch pushed Tabitha over the edge. She flung her head back and pulled in vain at the ties that bound her hands. Marcus grasped her hips, pushing deeply within her as he felt her spasm. A guttural moan escaped him as he joined her in completion.

Marcus stroked her back and traced his fingers along the line of her spine until he reached the crack of her ass. “I knew you would be like this.” He untied each wrist in turn and took her into his arms.

Tabitha strained to be closer, rubbing herself against him. She thought she had some idea of what she was getting into but realized it was not something easily described with words. Her mind had been engaged on a deeper level. Giving over control had breached a psychological barrier she’d never even realized was there. Tabitha always believed that the mind was the most erogenous zone, but now she truly knew the extent of it.

As Marcus pulled the covers up, she snuggled closer, breathing in his masculine scent.

The next morning when Tabitha woke, Marcus was gone. He’d left a note for her on the nightstand saying that he had a business meeting and wanted to meet for lunch.

As memories of the previous evening flooded into her mind, Tabitha shivered. It had been extraordinary, and yet, part of her felt inhibited and nervous about seeing Marcus again. She didn’t feel any regret, just enchanted by this new side of her nature Marcus had revealed to her.

Tabitha stretched and felt a slight ache inside. Marcus had been … magnificent – sexy and commanding, while still respecting her boundaries.
No, I won’t be embarrassed.
She would be excited and hard-pressed to restrain herself.

Tabitha spent a couple hours on the beach before heading to the casual, local restaurant where she’d arranged to meet Marcus. She was early and slid into a booth to enjoy some people watching. She was deep in thought when Marcus sat down across from her. He placed a small package on the table and pushed it toward her.

“What’s this?” The unexpected gesture surprised her.

“It’s a gift, of course.”

Tabitha thought of making a polite protest, but instead decided to accept it with good grace. “Thank you.” She opened the package to reveal a black velvet choker with a plumeria charm.

“A memento of your trip.”

“Yes, I’ve seen a lot of jewelry like this here. It’s lovely.” Tabitha removed it from the box and examined it. The velvet ribbon was soft but sturdy. The plumeria bloom was fashioned in silver.

Marcus reached for the choker. “May I put it on you?”

Tabitha passed it to him.

Marcus stood and fastened the claw clasp at the back around her neck. He returned to his seat and gave Tabitha a long, probing look. “It suits you. I’m glad you like it.”

Tabitha leaned across the table and grasped his hands. His skin was warm and she thought of him against her body. “Would you think I was naughty if I suggested we returned to the hotel and ordered room service?”

“I would.” Marcus brought her fingers to his lips. “I thought you wanted to go to the aquarium this afternoon?”

“Well, I did. However, perhaps you could help me with my own scientific investigation instead?” Tabitha ached to touch Marcus again and be touched in return.

“I’m always happy to help. What is your hypothesis?” Marcus played along with her banter.

Tabitha lowered her voice. “I have a theory regarding sexuality and the human capacity for pleasure.”

Marcus grinned. “Do you really?”

“Yes, it is my understanding that studies have shown that most couples experience no more than one or two orgasms in an intimate session. I believe that this can be easily exceeded with the right application of technique.”

“I feel quite sure you’re right.” Marcus took a ten-dollar bill from his wallet and tossed it on the table. He grasped Tabitha’s hand and led her away from the restaurant.

They made their way back to the hotel and once in Marcus’s room, Tabitha experienced a wave of shyness. Her finger played with the flower charm on the choker that Marcus had given her.

Marcus kissed her hand. “Did you have something particular in mind?”

Tabitha shook her head. “No, this is mostly new to me.”

“I imagine that you’ve heard a few things. Is there anything you’ve been curious about?”

Tabitha considered his question. “Yes, but I’m not sure I’m ready to share just yet.”

“Fair enough. Let’s try something approachable. A little sensation play. What do you think?”

“All right, how should we begin?” Tabitha wasn’t sure what sensation play encompassed, but
sensation
and
play
both sounded appealing.

“Remove all your clothing. Fix me a cold drink and bring it to me.” Marcus walked past her and into the seating area. He picked up a newspaper and settled into a chair to read.

Tabitha was startled but recovered swiftly. As she disrobed, Marcus was not even watching. She went into the kitchen, wearing nothing but her shoes and the choker. She found a glass and filled it with ice. Inside the refrigerator, there was lemonade. She filled the glass with lemonade and looked around for a napkin. When she located one, she folded it neatly into a square and held it under the glass. She walked into the seating area and stood in front of Marcus with the drink in her hand.

Marcus didn’t immediately respond to her presence. He slowly folded the paper and put it to the side. His face remained impassive as he studied her nude body, but his eyes gave him away. His gaze flamed with desire. Marcus gestured toward the end table and Tabitha set the lemonade down.

Marcus picked up the glass and took a long swallow. “I might let you finish what you started before.”

Tabitha didn’t need to guess to what he was referring. She was eager to please him. She dropped to her knees between his legs and reached out toward the waistband of his pants.

Marcus caught her hand with his. “What is it that you want?”

“I want to … to give you pleasure.” Tabitha’s voice cracked as her throat tightened.

Marcus didn’t release her, but waited.

“I want to give you pleasure, Sir.”

“Better. Be specific.”

“I want to give you pleasure with my mouth, Sir.” Tabitha’s face burned. She wasn’t yet comfortable in voicing her specific desires.

“Closer. But I’m not convinced.”

“Please, Sir, let me kiss you and taste you and give you pleasure.” Tabitha swayed as the image of her mouth on him came into her mind.

Marcus looked into Tabitha’s eyes. “Proceed.”

Tabitha smiled and licked her lips as confidence flowed into her. “Thank you, Sir.” She grasped his thighs with her hands and kneaded his muscles through the fabric. Her hands travelled to his waistband and unfastened his pants. Reaching inside his underwear, Tabitha guided his hard erection out into view as it pulsed in her hand.

Marcus stroked her hair and traced the lobe of her ear with his fingertip. “You look beautiful.”

Tabitha blushed and leaned into him. She opened her mouth and rubbed her lower lip against the ridge that ringed the head.

A shudder passed through Marcus’s body and Tabitha felt feminine power rise within her. “Do you like that, Sir?”

“Yesss.” Marcus’s gaze fixed on Tabitha’s mouth.

Tabitha smiled and then took him inside her lips, cupping her tongue around the shaft. She pressed him deeper into her mouth and then retreated.

“Do you like to watch me suck your cock, Sir?”

“Oh yes.” Marcus shifted in his seat.

“Shall I continue, Sir?” Tabitha’s words were subservient but a playful attitude peeked through.

“Yes, you minx. You know I want you to. Lick me. Suck me until I come.” Marcus threaded his fingers into her hair, slowly guiding her in.

“As you wish, Sir.” Tabitha took him into her mouth as far as she could manage, closing her lips tightly around him and wrapping her fingers around the bottom of his shaft. She forged forward and retreated, her hand moving in tandem with her mouth, covering the whole shaft. Each time her mouth returned to the tip, she swirled her tongue around the head before plunging him fully inside again.

Marcus thrust his hips up against her, straining closer, his hands guiding her head.

Tabitha felt him shake and sensed he was close to coming. She focused her mouth on the head, sucking hard, while she stroked the shaft with her hand and Marcus erupted. Tabitha stilled her actions as he flooded her mouth with his slick essence.

Once the moment had passed, Tabitha raised her eyes to his. Marcus watched her intently as she swallowed and slowly licked her lips.

Marcus smiled and guided her up off her knees and into his lap. He grasped her head in his hands and brought her lips down to his, kissing her urgently.

Tabitha’s body strained toward him as his tongue swept into her mouth. A tingling wave of pleasure surged through her.

Marcus released her from his embrace. “You’ve pleased me, but I don’t think we’re done. Wait for me on the bed.”