Luscious - Lexi Blake Page 0,53
hand up and then down with a satisfying smack to the center of her backside. She gasped and then settled in.
“That’s not so bad. I told you. I can handle this, Miles.”
He slapped her ass again, harder this time. “That’s two. I might come from a wealthy family but I never enjoyed the money.” His hand moved, forming a pattern across the fleshy part of her ass. “Three. Four. And I wasn’t raised to be ambitious. I was raised to be a soldier. It’s what Miles men have done for generations. I was supposed to be a general like my father and my grandfather. Five. Six. I was supposed to marry the right woman. Seven. I was not supposed to get my leg blown to hell and get involved in potential scandals. Eight. Nine. Ten.”
“Scandal?” The question came out on a breathy gasp.
He was not getting into it right now. He wanted a moment of pleasure with her, not a rundown of everything he’d done wrong. “It’s not important. Eleven and twelve. The point is my life hasn’t gone the way my father thought it should. Will I always want to be right here? I don’t know, but I do know I’m going to want to be with you.”
He got down to spanking her, relieved when he caught some sure signs that she was enjoying her discipline. When his fingers brushed against her, he could feel the way her pussy was getting wet and ripe, smell the sweet scent of her arousal. She went up on her toes with the next smack and he could see in the low light how pink her backside was becoming. When he got to twenty, he felt his cock tighten. He’d been hard since she’d walked in the room, but his erection was reaching epic proportions. His leg had been aching from standing far too long, but none of that mattered because Ally was accepting the relationship. He’d been afraid in the beginning that they wouldn’t be able to get past her disdain, but she’d thrown herself into the lifestyle, trying the things he asked her to and being honest about what she did or didn’t like. She could handle spanking and a light crop, but she wanted nothing to do with canes. She preferred the feel of warm flesh against hers and he liked to give her what she wanted.
“How are you doing?” He looked down and there were tears glistening in her eyes.
“I hated seeing her with you. I can’t stand the thought of that woman having your name.” The desolation in her voice made him stop. He quickly helped her up and had her unbound in a few seconds. She was crying freely by the time he tossed the rope aside and gathered her up. He ran his hands up and down her arms to make sure she had circulation before wrapping himself around her as she wept against his chest.
“I’m sorry, baby. She means nothing to me.”
“You loved her.”
Had he? “I thought I did, but marrying her was also a means to an end. My father was friends with hers. My father and stepmother thought it was a good match and I wanted to take the next step. I guess you’re right. I was raised to be ambitious. I was raised to constantly move forward, to always have a goal, and part of that stage of my life was to get married.”
“You were so young.”
She felt right cuddled up against him. He sank down into the big chair, settling her on his lap. “I wanted to move to the next part of my life. I suppose what I really wanted was a family. I thought if I married and had some kids, maybe it would make up for feeling so alone growing up.” He let his fingers tangle in her hair, holding her close. “I’m not going to want her back. I’m not going to want some aristocratic life. I want this life.”
She sat up, her eyes finding his. “I want this life, too. I want it with you. Macon, I don’t know what I would do without you.”
She’d had so much taken from her. “You don’t have to find out. I’m not going anywhere.”
She put her arms around him and brushed her mouth to his. “I’m crazy about you, Miles. I promise I’ll listen to you next time, but you should know that any time another woman touches you, I’ll probably want to kick her ass.”
“And then I’ll spank