Page 186 of Zero Chance

Dropping my hands to my sides, I muttered, “Seriously?”

“I’m sorry.Sorry,” he gushed, lifting his hands.“I was just remembering this time my Gram found me with a jar of peanut butter, slathering the dog’s head with it.I swear, she swatted me ten times with Pop-Pop’s belt, and I just laughed the entire way through with tears streaming down my face because the dog looked so ridiculous.”

I slumped.“This isn’t going to work.”

“No, no,” Keene assured me, sitting up to face me.“It will.I got it now.This is serious.This is sexy.The next time, I swear, I’m going to feel it straight through my dick, and I’m going to get all hard and shit and start begging you for more.So go ahead.Hit me again.”

As he stretched back onto his stomach, I shook my head, ready to give up.But Keene had steeled himself, determined to try it one more time.I shrugged and whipped him again, still going gentle enough that I probably wouldn’t even hurt a fly with the force I used.

And miracle of all miracles happened; he didn’t laugh.

“Yes, Mistress,” he said.“Do it again.”

But I couldn’t.Instead,Icracked up, dropping the belt to my side and laughing loudly until I snorted.

Keene rolled onto his side to grin up at me.“See.It’s fucking funny, isn’t it?”

I collapsed onto the mattress with him, holding my stomach until the giggling subsided.

“I don’t think I get any sexual enjoyment out of whipping you,” I finally admitted.

“That’s okay.”He smiled as if he adored me and tucked me flush against his side before gently kissing my temple.“Maybe you’d likebeingwhipped better.”

I shrugged.“Since you tried it, I guess I will too.”

“That’s my girl,” he cooed in delight and slipped the belt from my hand before crawling off the bed to stand above me.

I good-naturedly rolled onto my stomach, displaying my bare back to him as I tucked the pillow under my chin and propped my upper half up the same way he had.

When I started to swing my feet in the air as I waited for him to hype himself into action, he caught my ankle.“Don’t do that,” he warned.“It’s too fucking adorable.I’ll feel like I’m whipping a kitten.”

I cracked a smile but smothered it from my face by the time I glanced back over my shoulder at him to say, “Sorry.”

Not paying any attention to my face, he tilted his head as he studied my bottom.“Well, I gotta admit, theviewis definitely giving me some sexual enjoyment.”

I grinned as he met my gaze and lifted a finger.“Just let me relish the scenery a moment longer.Your ass is amazing.”

“Take your time,” I murmured, and he continued to stare into my eyes, not glancing at my body for another beat before his attention finally drifted on.Sucking in a disappointed breath, he shook his head.“This area right here—mmm, it’s perfection.I really hate to mark it with a bright red belt welt.”

“You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to,” I said.

But he shook his head.“No.Nope.You’re curious about whipping, so we’re going to see it through; figure out if it’s for us or not.”

I sighed.“Alright then.Whenever you’re ready.”

He drew out a breath and shook his head.“Here goes,” he announced and barely dropped the belt across my backside.The limp landing of the leather against my bare skin made me snort with the need to laugh as well, but I managed to keep it in.

When Keene paused and asked, “Anything?”I lifted one shoulder.

“Meh.”

“Huh,” he answered, sounding similarly uninspired.“Maybe I need to do it a little harder.”

“But not too hard,” I warned.

With a wink, he said, “Trust me.”

And he slapped the shit out of my ass, making me jump and cry, “Oww.”

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