Jenn
It wasn't books that misled me. I don't say that.
It's difficult to say much of anything as I float back to reality from that earth-shattering orgasm. I had forgotten the intensity that pain adds to pleasure. With just two slaps to my ass, I remembered why I liked this kind of play before it was ruined for me.
Unsure I can remain standing, I lean into my husband's chest. The beat of his heart sounds in my ear as he hugs me tighter, surrounding me with his familiar fragrance and reassuring embrace.
Stroking my hair, he says the words I need to hear. “I love you, Mrs. Masters. I'm so proud of you. I can't believe that you're..." His words trail away.
Taking a deep breath, I respond, “I love you, too." Looking up, I take in his expression. Without his words of praise, I would k
