coupled
with his complete control over our pace left my clit rubbing back
and forth over his pelvic bone, bringing me to searing orgasm just
before he bellowed out his release. With his cock still embedded in
me, I wrapped my arms up around his neck and fell
asleep.
When I woke the
next morning, he had already started his routine. Four days after
my ordeal at the hands of Janice, I was able to run slowly on the
asphalt by the beach. The short run didn’t feel great, but I needed
to use my body. As I stretched gingerly, I reflected how I would
never be able to run in just a sports bra again. The rings in my
nipples were too obvious.
I think I put on
two whole pounds over that time, thanks to Luke’s cooking and no
running. I might still look back upon that time as golden … had it
not been for what was brought to light soon after—the day before we
were supposed to leave for Japan.
CHAPTER FIVE
“ What’s this?” he said as he thundered into my room.
I looked up from my computer. “Looks like a file to
me,” I said in an even voice, even though my heart had dropped
straight down into my stomach. Heat shot out to the surface of my
skin and I felt as if my accelerated pulse could clearly be seen
pounding in my throat.
“ You’ve been in my files. The pictures in this file belong in
another, Jane. Would you care to tell me how that happened?” The
look on his face told me the discipline for that betrayal of trust
would be impossibly high.
I didn’t know
what to say. I thought of lying, but we both knew I’d done
it.
“ I
wanted to tell you but I was scared you’d kick me out. I regretted
it instantly. It was during those phone calls—”
“ What
I don’t understand is why you didn’t tell me before we were
married, Jane. You lied to me on the very day I proposed to you
when you confessed you’d checked out my website. You had the
opportunity to come clean then and yet—”
“ I
felt petrified you would take back your wedding proposal, and I
couldn’t chance losing you.”
“ But
that’s exactly what you did with your lies and silence. I don’t
want to hear any more excuses. I’m calling Marcello. Apparently he
was right and I was wrong in regards to your need for further
training.”
“ Luke,
no, please ! You can use the spatula paddle on me. Please
don’t send me to Marcello,” I said. I got down on my knees in front
of him. I clutched the legs of his jeans and looked up. “I could
never go there. Please , Luke.”
He leaned down,
pinched my cheeks between his fingers and said, “When will you get
that it’s not up to you?” Pushing me roughly away, he stormed out
the door.
I lay on the
floor in a state of shock, too terrified to cry or scream or even
think. All that kept running through my mind was, It’s over,
completely and totally over . We had been closer than ever to
living in bliss. I would never willingly go to Marcello’s for an
hour, let alone a weekend.
I had no idea how
much time passed, but after a good long while Luke came back into
my writing room.
“ Get
up off the floor,” he said, in a voice void of compassion. “Unpack
your bags for Japan and pack an overnight bag.”
“ Where
am I going?” I said. I didn’t budge.
“ You
know where you’re going. Now get off the fucking floor.”
“ I
can’t go there, Luke, please don’t do this. Please let me
explain.”
“ There’s nothing to explain. You cannot be trusted. I will have
to put a lock on my office door as well as my files. I’m doubting
myself at this moment, and I hate anything or anyone who makes me
doubt myself. I was sure you were the one and now I don’t
know.”
His last
statement released the flood of tears that had accumulated in the
pit of my stomach and beneath the lump in my throat. He seized my
arm with force and lifted me into the chair.
“ Get
yourself together and do what I say or get the fuck
out.”
“ Please , Luke!” I was wailing. “ Please just
listen to
with his complete control over our pace left my clit rubbing back
and forth over his pelvic bone, bringing me to searing orgasm just
before he bellowed out his release. With his cock still embedded in
me, I wrapped my arms up around his neck and fell
asleep.
When I woke the
next morning, he had already started his routine. Four days after
my ordeal at the hands of Janice, I was able to run slowly on the
asphalt by the beach. The short run didn’t feel great, but I needed
to use my body. As I stretched gingerly, I reflected how I would
never be able to run in just a sports bra again. The rings in my
nipples were too obvious.
I think I put on
two whole pounds over that time, thanks to Luke’s cooking and no
running. I might still look back upon that time as golden … had it
not been for what was brought to light soon after—the day before we
were supposed to leave for Japan.
CHAPTER FIVE
“ What’s this?” he said as he thundered into my room.
I looked up from my computer. “Looks like a file to
me,” I said in an even voice, even though my heart had dropped
straight down into my stomach. Heat shot out to the surface of my
skin and I felt as if my accelerated pulse could clearly be seen
pounding in my throat.
“ You’ve been in my files. The pictures in this file belong in
another, Jane. Would you care to tell me how that happened?” The
look on his face told me the discipline for that betrayal of trust
would be impossibly high.
I didn’t know
what to say. I thought of lying, but we both knew I’d done
it.
“ I
wanted to tell you but I was scared you’d kick me out. I regretted
it instantly. It was during those phone calls—”
“ What
I don’t understand is why you didn’t tell me before we were
married, Jane. You lied to me on the very day I proposed to you
when you confessed you’d checked out my website. You had the
opportunity to come clean then and yet—”
“ I
felt petrified you would take back your wedding proposal, and I
couldn’t chance losing you.”
“ But
that’s exactly what you did with your lies and silence. I don’t
want to hear any more excuses. I’m calling Marcello. Apparently he
was right and I was wrong in regards to your need for further
training.”
“ Luke,
no, please ! You can use the spatula paddle on me. Please
don’t send me to Marcello,” I said. I got down on my knees in front
of him. I clutched the legs of his jeans and looked up. “I could
never go there. Please , Luke.”
He leaned down,
pinched my cheeks between his fingers and said, “When will you get
that it’s not up to you?” Pushing me roughly away, he stormed out
the door.
I lay on the
floor in a state of shock, too terrified to cry or scream or even
think. All that kept running through my mind was, It’s over,
completely and totally over . We had been closer than ever to
living in bliss. I would never willingly go to Marcello’s for an
hour, let alone a weekend.
I had no idea how
much time passed, but after a good long while Luke came back into
my writing room.
“ Get
up off the floor,” he said, in a voice void of compassion. “Unpack
your bags for Japan and pack an overnight bag.”
“ Where
am I going?” I said. I didn’t budge.
“ You
know where you’re going. Now get off the fucking floor.”
“ I
can’t go there, Luke, please don’t do this. Please let me
explain.”
“ There’s nothing to explain. You cannot be trusted. I will have
to put a lock on my office door as well as my files. I’m doubting
myself at this moment, and I hate anything or anyone who makes me
doubt myself. I was sure you were the one and now I don’t
know.”
His last
statement released the flood of tears that had accumulated in the
pit of my stomach and beneath the lump in my throat. He seized my
arm with force and lifted me into the chair.
“ Get
yourself together and do what I say or get the fuck
out.”
“ Please , Luke!” I was wailing. “ Please just
listen to
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