Page 46 of Lies You Told
“Stop!” I say using ‘that’ voice.
She stills and looks at me over her shoulder.
I stand up and pull my belt out of the loops. My eyes stay on Chloe. “You trust me? Without the need of the microphones and cameras at Hidden Secrets?”
She gets on her knees, nodding her head.
“I need verbal agreement.”
“Yes, Sir.” She says before licking her now dry lips.
“I’m going to use the belt as a flogger,” I tell her.
I pull her towards me, kissing her hard on the lips as I pull up the tank top she put on after her shower.
“Every part of you turns me on, Chlo. Please tell me when you need something until I can work it out myself, and I will. When I do, you’ll be mine. In every damn way!”
I kiss down the side of her neck, stopping when I get to the dip where her neck and shoulder meet. “If you want me to hurt you, you can bet your ass I’m going to make you feel desired, too. Pleasure and pain.”
A moan slips through her lips, and I feel her chest vibrate as I make biting kisses along her breasts. She starts to wobble and grips my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin, my shirt the only barrier between us.
“Stand,” I say.
She pulls herself up, her hands in my hair as she stands on the bed. I take my time unhooking the clasp before pulling her pajama pants down. While I love it when Chloe is naked with my marks on her skin, I love seeing her as the well-put-together expensive lawyer even more. It gives me an instant hard-on. But I’m really enjoying the relaxed, casual look she’s sporting right now. I pull her pants down, and she lifts her feet as I move them out of the way. I kiss her from her knee up, stopping at her still-covered pussy. I rub my nose over her clit, her grip tightening on my hair. I yank her panties down, and she loses her balance. I push her back on the bed. “Safe word?”
“Stone.”
“Turn over.” I hear the gravel in my voice.
She turns over instantly, like the good submissive she is. I push a pillow under her, making her ass elevate from the bed.
“I’m going to use the belt, and I’m not going to go easy on you. I know you need this. But Chloe, I never want you going to anyone else again. Not for this, you get me? I’m all in.”
Her eyes widen as she looks at me over her shoulder.
The fact she hadn’t figured this out already was disappointing.
“Jax. Thank you!”
She guts me with those three little words. Needing the time to get myself together, I unfasten my cuffs, rolling my shirt sleeves up. I take my time. Making her wait. I watch her relax and know that I’m doing this as much for her as I am for myself. Without warning, I bring the belt back and swing it forward. The whooshing sound is the only noise we hear before it hits her ass with a loud smack. It leaves a lovely red mark instantly. I run my hand over the mark and feel the heat coming off her. But she doesn’t flinch, not even a little. I spent the next five minutes decorating her body with red marks, her back, ass, and thighs covered in various shades of red. Then I hear it and know she’s not only had enough, but I’ve given her just what she needs.
Her body shakes and breaks me a little after hearing the tears. But I know this is what she wants. What she needs to feel, and I’m seeing it with my own eyes. Of course, Kieran and Jacob had told me, but seeing it firsthand was something else completely.
26
CHLOE
I’m laying on my stomach, my knees tucked under me and my body like I’m curled up in a ball. Tears fall down my cheeks and my forehead on the pillow. I hear the belt fall to the floor. My eyes close as I feel Jaxson’s hand on my body as he puts his arms around me. His arms are like a protective shield around my body. I curl up, and for the first time in my life, I let a man hold me when I feel like this. Usually, Kieran leaves me in the room, even though I know he hates it. I curl on my side and lean against him. He doesn’t say a word; he holds me, and I like it. I close my eyes and feel myself nodding off. This is the only aftercare I need, Jax’s arms holding me tight.
Ilook at the clock on the bedside table. I’m under the covers now, and the room is dark. I hear the TV in the other room and realize that Jax hasn’t left. I grab a pair of shorts and a tank top lying on the floor and walk into the living room. Jaxson looks over at me as I walk toward him. For the slightest of seconds, he has concern on his face before he corrects himself.
“Hey,” he smiles. He puts his laptop down on the couch next to him.
I walk over to him and straddle his lap. His hands instantly fall to my ass. Gently, he strokes my ass. “You feeling okay?”
“Great, thank you,” I say, holding onto his face as I kiss him on the lips.
“Turn around. I want to check you’re okay.”
