The Real Thing (12 page)

Tugging her to her feet, Logan sat
on the edge of the big bed
and pulled her b
etween his spread legs
. She squeezed her thighs together to ease the ache there. If he wasn’t holding onto her, she would have slid her hand down her panties and touched herself for sure.

Giving her a wicked grin, L
ogan guided her over his knee
until she was
half
lying on the bed
. Raine held her breath. She wasn’t
sure what to expect with this kind of spanking.
The other
times, she
’
d been
far from a willing participant. I
t felt
odd not to protest.

Logan didn’t
spank her
right away.
Instead, he gently caressed her panty-clad bottom, paying special attention to
give an equal amount of love to
each rounded cheek
. She
sighed with pleasure. Being a willing participant
to
a spanking mig
ht even be more fun that she’d thought.

She was just about ready to drift of
f
to la-la land
when Logan lifted his hand and
brought it down sharply on her
ass.

“Oh!”

His hand
smacked her other cheek
. She
yelped again, wiggling
on his lap.
“
Owwww
!
Logan, that stings.
”

He chuckled.
“
It’s a spanking. It’s supposed to sting.
”

She look
ed
at him over her should
er. “Even this kind of spanking?
”

“Even this kind. Now, turn around.”

Raine obeyed, letting out another squeal as his hand came down on her ass again. Ouch!

He fell into an easy rhythm, spanking one cheek, then the
other until they were
both hot
and stingin
g
.
Raine wiggled
from side to side in time with his hand
. Her clit ground against his thigh very time she squirmed, sending little tingles through her body. She was just about to reach down to give herself some much needed relief when Logan yanked
down her panties.

Cool air rushed across her
freshly
spanked cheeks and Raine let out a gasp
as he squeezed her tender ass.
She
lifted higher up on her toes,
spread
ing
her legs
and silently begging him to touch her. After all the teasing Logan had done, she was half afraid he’d refuse, but he
obliged
her by
plunging
his finger
deep
into her
pussy and making
gentle
come-hither
motions with it.

Her breathing quickened in time with his finger until
she was sure she was going to come, but then, at the last minute, Logan pulled out.

She was rewarded for her frustration with a flurry of sharp
smacks
that had her
torn between wanting to get free and
get spanked
even harder. Logan decided for her,
wrapping his arms around her squirming body and delivering slap after stinging slap.

Raine moaned.
She loved being held down by him, loved knowing she couldn’t
get away from
the spanking he was giving her. But
while he was definitely in charge, some part of her still
knew
she could trust him
to
stop
if she really wanted him to.
The mix of control and lack of it was intoxicating, and
she found herself
lifting
her ass t
o meet his
hand each time it came down.

Then, just like that, the spanking stopped. Heat spread across her ass,
engulfing her. She opened her mouth to beg him to keep spanking h
er, but all that came out was a
cooing sound as he slipped his
hand between her legs to make lazy circles on
her clit.

“Oh, yeah,” she breathed, undulating her hips. “Move your fingers faster.”

He obeyed, quickening the pace. Raine sighed. God, that felt incredible. Logan better not even think of stopping anywhere short of making her come this time. But he seemed content to keep touching her. He knew exactly how she liked it, too.
And when he grabbed her ass in his other hand and gave it a squeeze? God, it was hot!

“Just like that. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

“I won’t. I’m going to make you come like this, baby.”

The words combined with his magical fingers to make her do just that. Her climax started right beneath his fingers, then spread to the rest of her body, sending
ripples of
pleasure through every part of her until she was letting out one long, continuous moan.

Afterward, she lay there, too
spent to even thank
him for that wonderful orgasm. Logan caressed her derriere, tracing little patterns with his fingers.

“Your ass looks beautiful red,” he said softly.

She pushed herself up to look at him over her shoulder. “Can I see?”

He hesitated, as if debating whether to let her go.
“Okay. But only if you promise to come right back.”

Eager to check out his handiwork before the color faded, Raine jumped off his lap and hurried into the adjoining bathroom. Switching on the light, she turned her back to the mirror above the vanity and looked over her shoulder.

Her ass cheeks were practically crimson they were so red
. Unable to resist, she reached back with both hands to see if they were as
hot as they looked, and gasped
. It
felt like they were on fire.

“Well?
”

Logan was standing in the doorway. Raine jumped. She’d been so mesmerized by her
reflection
she hadn’t heard him come in.

“I can’t believe it’s so red,” she said.

His gaze went to her reflection, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “It was a lot redder before. Now, it’s more of a light rose. Let me see what I can do to fix that.”

Raine had been looking over her shoulder again to take a peek at her bottom, and she whipped her head around. Before she could ask what Logan meant, he took her hand and led her back into the adjoining room.

“What are we doing?” she asked, even though she
su
spected she already knew the
answer.

He flashed her a grin.
“I’m going to give you another spanking.”

Just like that, she
found herself bent over the bed,
her cheek pressed to the blanket and her ass in the air.

Raine
looked over her shoulder to see
Logan unbuttoning his shirt. She bit her lip as his well-muscled chest came into view. She didn’t think she’d ever get tired of looking at him
. Eyes holding hers captive, he slowly
unbuckl
ed
his belt. She
watched
in anticipation, waiting for him to
take off his jeans, but instead he
slid
the
belt out of the
loops
. Her pulse skipped a beat.

She wet her suddenly dry lips.
“You’re not going to spank me with that, are you?”

He doubled it in his hand and slapped it against his palm. “I am.”

Raine was
torn between wanting him to use the belt and telling him no way. Logan hadn’t done anything but give her pleasure since they’d come upstairs, though. She decided to give him the benefit of the doubt and trus
t him.
Turning back around, she
held her breath and waited for the first lash.

When it came, she cried out.

“Was that too hard?” he asked.

She shook her head. “No. You just startled me.”

Raine shoved her ass higher in the air to let him know she wanted more. Logan was only too happy to oblige, strapping first one cheek, then the other. The belt stung way more than his hand ever could, and she danced from foot to foot each
time the leather
kissed her derriere.

It was unbelievable to think something that stung so much could be arousing, but by the time he gave her one more hard lick and tossed the belt on the bed,
her already
wet pussy was gushing with excitement.

She wanted to run into the bathroom again to see how
much
red
der
her ass was
after a strapping like that,
but
Logan
didn’t give her a chance. His hands were on her hips and he was inside of her before she could
so much as take a breath.
And then
he
was
pumping
into her and she couldn’t breathe at
all
.

Doing it in this position put her at the perfect angle for him to hit her G-spot. She grabbed hold of the blanket, shoving back against him as hard as she could
. It felt even more amazing when
Logan
began to
smack her
ass in time with his thrusts
.

The
combined
sensations were
all it took to send
her
over the edge. She
exploded inside,
screaming in ecstasy as her
orgasm
rocked her body.
She was
so out of it she was
barely
even
aware of him coming with her until she
heard his hoarse groans of release.

When they were done, he
leaned forward to
rest
his chest against her back, his breathing
perfectly timed with hers.

“So,” he said softly against her ear. “Is that
the kind of spanking you wanted
?”

She
turned her head to
gently
press her lips to his.
“That’s exactly
the kind of
spanking I wanted.
”

Logan
spanked
her
again
the next morning,
this time in the shower. She couldn’t believe how much more it stung on wet skin, but a few smacks
later,
she was squealing like crazy
and begging him to fuck her
. He obliged, taking her hard and fast up against the imported tile wall. Raine was so
replete
, she could have spent the rest o
f the day right there in the shower with water cascading over them
. Unfortunately, they had to be
at the gallery by noon to meet with the photographer from the
newspaper. Thanks to Logan, who told
Evangeline
that Raine had
a full afternoon, they were in and out
,
and back on the ferry headed to
Bainbridge Island in less
than
thirty minutes.

“A full afternoon, huh?” she teased as she leaned back against the railing.

“Uh-huh.” He put a hand on either side of her, trapping her. “
I plan on making love
to you in every room in my house.”

Raine’s pussy spasmed at the image. She couldn’t wait for the ferry to dock.

Logan made good on his word, making love to her on the center island in the kitchen, bent over the back of the couch in the living room, even in the hot tub on the back deck before finally ending up on the floor in his art studio.

“Don’t move,” he said.

Raine’s brow furrowed as Logan got to his feet. She’d been snuggling
happily
against him when he suddenly jumped
up
.

“Where are you going?” she asked.

“To get my sketch pad.”

That didn’t tell her much. “Why?”

He grabbed the pad from the table, then sat down naked in one of the cushioned chairs, a huge grin on his face. “So I can sketch you, of course.”

“Sketch me? I thought you only painted landscapes.”

He rested his ankle on the opposite knee, and propped the art pad on his bent leg
.
“I usually do, but you inspire me.”