Page 38 of Degrees of Innocence
I should really have some fun tonight.I send Chase a quick text.
Message:Trying to decide if I should wear panties or not…
Reply:You are playing with fire tonight.
Message:I vote for no panties…
Reply:Spankings feel much better without them!
Message: Doctor ordered rest!
Reply:Quit tempting me or I might change my mind leaving you to explain your red ass in the event you have a relapse!!
Message:Maybe a little embarrassing, huh? I’m curious about this punishment thing…
Reply:I like the idea of punishing you when you deserve it. Like NOW!
Message:Why now?
Reply:Because you are deliberately arousing me when you know I want you to rest!
Message:I can’t believe you would accuse me of such a thing. That behavior would certainly call for punishment.
Reply:It does! Are you almost ready?
Message:Yes, up in a minute without my panties…
Reply:A slow torturous punishment to compensate for the agonizing hard-on I’ve had all day will do nicely.
I smile at the last response, finish dressing, place my panties into my bag, open the bedroom door, and stop short to find Chase at the entrance. “Mikael is still mooring the boat, so we have a little time before we depart,” he says, closing the door behind him. He runs his fingers down the side of my neck and traces the ties to my sundress before loosening them and letting it drop to the floor.
“You forgot to mention that you were also braless,” he chides, exploring my naked body with his eyes. He gently pushes me down on the bed and opens the nightstand to pull out what appear to be suede ties.
“I’m going to tie you to the bed now, so you can’t move that luscious ass of yours all over the place,” he says. “If you don’t like anything I’m doing or want me to stop, I want you to tell me right away.”
I nod, barely able to contain my surprise and excitement. He watches me intently as he cuffs first one hand and then the other to the bedposts, spreading my legs slowly and cuffing my ankles one at a time to the bottom of the bedposts.
“Does it excite you to have your body restrained and exposed in front of me?” he asks.
I am excited and turned on…but nervous. I can only nod.
“I’m going to punish you for all the anguish you’ve caused me today.”
I nod, wondering what it is that he’s going to do. Holy shit… I suddenly realize I really can’t move. He plants small kisses on my body starting at my neck, ears and nipples, continuing lower to trail kisses on my belly before his tongue finds the amazingly sensitive spot inside my navel. His tongue lingers there for some time, building my desire before trailing lower with his tongue. He nuzzles the soft auburn hair with his nose and by now my body is aching for his touch, right there on the spot he seems to know perfectly. His tongue is warm and wet on my skin and finally he lets it wash over me, finding his mark, creating a deep warmth and ache inside of me. He continues, with slow and deliberate strokes that run over my clit, igniting me, and then with strokes that are just off the mark. I try to arch to coax his tongue in the direction of that special little spot, but his skillful tongue knows exactly how to keep my body poised on the brink. I attempt to move my hips and meet his tongue, but am bound by the constraints and he holds my hips firmly. My body is on fire by now and I hear myself softly moan. He lifts his face, gently kissing the soft hair between my legs, and then my belly button, making me squirm with desire.
“Don’t stop, Chase.”
“Baby… patience and anticipation. We’ll finish this later. Right now I want you as turned on as I have been all day,” he says, trailing kisses over my body as he slowly unties the restraints. I’m left with an aching desire that I fear is not going away anytime soon. He pulls me up gently and easily slides my dress over my head before he pulls me close so I can feel how aroused he is.
“Do you feel what you do to me, Katarina?” he asks, his smoky eyes capturing mine and holding them with the intensity of his gaze.
I nod, captivated by him and the way he makes me feel.
“If we don’t go up shortly, Mikael will be down in search of us,” he says, as he takes my hand and guides me above deck.
We head back to the resort in the Jeep and when we arrive he takes me by the hand. “Let’s go to the tiki bar and have a glass of wine,” he says, eyes watching me intently.
“Okay,” I say, my heart only half in it.What I really want is for him to take me back to his room and finish what he started.
