Page 31 of Sin Bins and Second Chances
Her eyes close. I watch as her shoulders drop, then I act. I sit on the bed and pull her towards me. She gasps as I pull her across my lap.
“What the hell? Ethan!” She tries to lift herself off my lap, but I hold her in place.
I’m too strong for her. I hold her down, one arm draped across her back as the other rubs across the round globes of her ass. She tries to push herself up, but she’s not getting away.
“Keep pushing and I’m pulling these leggings down,” I threaten. Not that they’ll do much to protect her ass to begin with.
“You wouldn’t dare! Ethan, let me up!” She yells.
Bare it is. I move fast, pulling her leggings and underwear down with little effort. Shepushes to let herself up more, but I don’t let her. My hand raises and comes down and she yells at me more.
I do it again. My hand coming down on her other cheek and she curses my name. I take my time, alternating between each cheek, back and forth a dozen times, before she stops trying to get up. I give her a second, stroking across her ass before giving one of them a hard squeeze, then start again.
This isn’t something I thought I would do. Never in even my wildest dreams did I imagine I would spank someone. Yet, it was the only thing I could think of. Let her feel pain so she could finally let it all go. My poor girl was so wound up, and it wasn’t sexual.
Fuck, I could easily turn things sexual. This wasn’t one of those times. This was for her. It wasn’t about me. It was about letting her release this need to be in control. I was going to remind her what it was like to have someone there to take care of her.
Her ass is nice and red and I become memorized with the sight of it, but I stay focused. Another. Andanother.
Then I hear the break in her scream. She’s almost there.
Another smack. My hand is feeling the burn. I raise my hand to come down again.
“I need you,” she cries out.
I lower my hand down, and gently rub. “I’ve got you.”
I would always have her. She’s mine.
Mine to take care of.
Mine to protect and cherish.
Mine to love. Forever.
Chapter Sixteen
DAISY
The tears run down my face and to the floor. I’m sure I look a mess, but I can’t bring myself to care. It helps that my long hair is probably hiding my face. My eyes are out of focus, clouded by the tears that I refuse to wipe.
I’d given up a while ago. Given up my attempt to get out of my current position. While I wasn’t trying to push away from him, I could tell he wasn’t holding me down, simply holding me. Yet, I couldn’t move.
Exhaustion took over. I can’t figure out if I feel lighter or heavier, only weak. My ass is numb. Hispowerful hands are soft on my skin now, a tenderness to his touch.
A hitch catches in my breath. “I need you.” I think I already said that. It feels weird to admit it out loud.
“I’ve got you, baby.” His voice is soft and warm, wrapping around me like the coziest blanket. He carefully stands me up. “I will always take care of you.” I don’t have the strength to argue.
I zone out as I’m led into the bathroom. He turns on the shower, but I remain unfocused. All I can do is watch him. He smiles softly, then placed a kiss on my head. For a moment, he looks at me, pondering something.
He exhales, then undresses. I watch as he pulls his shirt up and over, revealing his muscular chest and abs that, under different circumstances, I’d want to run my hands over. It’s not until he pushes his jeans and underwear down that I feel myself swallow and wake up a little.
Was he always that… large?
Ethan grabs my hands and slowly leads us into the shower. It’s a little small for the both of us, but that doesn’t stop him from continuing. I standquietly as he grabs a washcloth and the shower gel. He lathers it between his hands.
He steadies me with one soapy hand while the other glides across my skin with the warm washcloth. His movement slows as he reached my bottom, careful of any tenderness.
