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When I finally ran out of words, Jace took a big breath. “I’m not quite sure what to say to all that.”

“How about you show me instead?” I asked, touching his lips.

Jace eyed me. “Do you want another spanking? I can do that… come on, over my knee.”

“No… I want…fine,” I groaned, obeying. “Yes, sir. Whatever you wish. OW!”

I could feel his smile as he spanked me thoroughly and, although I yelped and squirmed, I couldn’t help but smile back. I had my answers.

Chapter Twenty-One

Rewards

Thanksgiving was here again. Mark and Gayle left to spend the holiday with his family while Jace and I spent an incredible weekend together. He rented a yacht for Thanksgiving day, on Friday took me to San Jose to see the Winchester House and share a romantic dinner, and on Saturday, we took the puppies up to Big Sur. We roamed around the forest, talking about everything that came to mind. It felt so natural to be holding his hand as we strolled closely next to each other, our shoulders touching. I asked him if he was having fun.

“I honestly can’t remember the last time I enjoyed myself quite so much. You’re a great companion, you know,” he said to me, his eyes meeting mine warmly.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my lips boldly to his. He hesitated for a moment before he returned the kiss, making me melt in his arms as his tongue penetrated my mouth and danced against mine. His taste was tantalizingly sweet and I wanted to drink him in. Interrupted by the girls, we broke apart, still staring at one another and both knowing that it would not be long before we would be joined completely.

Sunday, we went to Stockton so that the girls could get their ‘herding fix’ while Jace looked at horses. After a joyous and uneventful canter around the pasture, Jace had a new horse that he named Shadow. We left the stables that afternoon with a warning from the stable manager that the animal that ‘chose’ Jace was a clown and would either roll or sit to dislodge his rider.

“Did you have a good weekend, Baby?” Jace asked that night as he tucked me into bed.

“I did. Thank you so much. We have a lot of fun together, don’t we?”

“Especially since you’ve been such a good girl. You earned a special treat for that, too.”

“I don’t need anything, you already give me enough,” I said, hugging him.

“No, you deserve this. Lay back.”

“What are you going to do?” I asked, obeying.

“Going to introduce you to something special. Close your eyes.”

I trembled as his fingers touched my eyelids and I felt him hover over my body. His fingers ran along my arms, barely touching my skin and causing me to shiver. He gently lifted one arm and turned it over to expose the soft underside, and then ran his lips from my palm to the crook of my elbow, kissing and scraping with his teeth. A quiver traveled up my arm and into my chest.

I suppressed a moan as his lips journeyed up the length of my arm, across my shoulder and to the base of my throat. He nibbled and kissed me gently, teasing me as I began to hunger for his lips upon mine. I reached to steer his head and he caught my hand, holding it down on the mattress.

“Oh, no… you are to stay still and not touch. This is a reward for your good behavior,” he whispered in my ear. I gasped as he sucked on my earlobe and then sunk his teeth into the side of my neck, causing me to spasm with desire. His lips continued to caress my neck and throat, and I felt my breasts ache for his touch.

“Please…” I said breathlessly. “Touch me.”

“Where would you like me to touch you, Celeste? Tell me.” His piercing blue eyes stared down at me.

“My… breasts. Touch my breasts. Please,” I begged, arching my body towards him.

Jace smiled, tracing his finger along my face. “Are you sure? Do you really want that?”

“How could you ask? Touch me… I’m begging you,” I pleaded, grabbing his hand and placing it over my T-shirt clad chest. Jace gently began to trace the pattern of the shirt, deliberately missing the rigid peaks of my nipples as they strained against the soft fabric. I groaned, the torture of waiting for him to pay homage to my hungering nips was dizzying. When he brushed a fingertip over the very tip of my left nipple, my body launched upwards in an electric response.

Grinning, Jace slowly reached beneath the shirt, his warm hand resting on my flat stomach before it ventured to my yearning breast. I sighed loudly as he cupped me with one hand, his thumb slowly stroking over the top of the aroused peak. An aching began to grow in my groin and I felt my pussy become moist with desire for him.

“Jace… your mouth. Please…” I croaked out. Ever so slowly, Jace lifted the shirt to expose my right breast and bent his head to engulf my throbbing nipple. A surge of pleasure and want rushed through my body as I experienced his mouth upon me for the first time. His teeth and tongue worked together to bring me to a point of dissatisfaction.

“MORE!” I begged as he alternated between my left and right breasts. “Please, Jace…
More
.”

“What would you like?” he asked, his words muffled as he made love to my breasts.

“Touch me… down… there…” I whispered hoarsely.

“Have you ever been touched there before?” he asked, his mouth steadily grazing my nipples as I squirmed against him.

“No… but I want you…”

“Then say it, Celeste. Tell me what you want.”

“I want you to… touch my pussy,” I forced out, feeling embarrassed by being made to say the words out loud.

Jace was not satisfied. “How would you like me to touch you pussy, Celeste?”

“With your fingers…” I murmured, afraid to say what I really desired.

“Is that all?” Jace asked, his hand starting to travel the left of my stomach and pause at the band of my panties.

I shook my head, unable to tell him what I truly needed from him.

His hand gently slipped under the silky fabric and rested on my hip. “Say it, my love. Tell me what you want from me. This is your time.”

“I can’t, Jace… it’s too embarrassing,” I whimpered, gasping as his finger found its way between my legs and touched my swollen clit.

“We have no secrets between us. Say it, Darling.”

I arched my back and he slowly rubbed my throbbing nub and dipped his finger into me, feeling the depth of my need for him. “Please… touch me with your mouth, Jace.”

“Good girl,” he praised. With two hands, he peeled the panties from my body and began to cover my stomach and hips with tiny nibbles and kisses, his hands stroking the inside of my thighs and exploring the curves of my bottom. I closed my eyes, picturing his journey over my body and becoming more aroused as I felt his hot breath approach my pussy.

My back arched abruptly as he parted my pussy lips and blew gently over my engorged clit. When the tip of his tongue touched me, a squeal erupted from my mouth as I fought not to grind my body into his. I never imagined anything that could feel so incredible as Jace Jordon’s tongue and lips on my body. I shuddered as he lapped at my juices and inserted a finger deep inside of me.

“You are not to come until I tell you, Celeste. Only I will bring you to pleasure from now on and it will be upon my command. Understand?

“Yes, Jace! Yes! Please… no more waiting…” I cried out, wiggling beneath him.

Jace ran his tongue over my clit and then pulled the pulsating nob between his lips. I gasped, eyes wide, as he began to suck on it like he had done with my breasts… using his tongue and teeth to add pressure as he increased the suction and the intensity.

I grabbed his head, unable to control myself as I spread my thighs wider for him to have better access. I fought against the current of delight that coursed through me.

“Jace… please let me come! Oh God… please!”

“You may,” he said, dipping his tongue into me and then sucking my clit once more between his lips. I held back nothing as I screamed my pleasure, grasping the headboard as I convulsed with the longest, and most wonderfully
painful
climax I had ever experienced. It took me five minutes before my quivering subsided and I was able to let go of the headboard and bring my knee back down to the mattress.

“I gather you enjoyed that?” Jace asked, pulling me closely to him.

“It…
hurt.
You are amazing,” I purred, snuggling into his warm arms.

Jace was pleased, kissing me. I could taste myself on his lips and was immediately aroused. I began to reach for him and he clutched my hand.

“Not yet, Baby. I told you, intercourse will wait.”

“But what about
your
needs? I could…”

“No… Go to sleep now. I love you.”

“I love you too, Jace. Thank you.”

Without asking, he slipped under the blankets to hold me and we both quickly fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Winter Break

I was sitting unhappily at the breakfast bar glaring into the bowl of oatmeal. I hate oatmeal. It looks like someone blew chunks.

Jace walked into the kitchen with something behind his back and a big grin on his face. “Finished eating?” he asked.

“I hate oatmeal and I don’t know why you keep trying to get me to eat it. What do you have?”

“I forgot,” Jace said, shrugging, not letting me see what he was hiding.

I pretended I didn’t care and went back to staring at the bowl. Jace excused himself to answer the phone and the oatmeal quickly found itself in the tummies of Princess and Diamond. I pretended to scrape the bowl as I heard him return about ten minutes later. Jace looked pleased at my obedience; until Diamond puked her share. I could only smile and shrug.

“Brat. I don’t know what to do with you sometimes. Okay, drink your juice and come into the living room.”

Oh shit, I couldn’t possibly be in trouble for this. I reluctantly followed and cautiously approached him. He pulled me onto his lap and handed me an envelope.

“What’s this?” I asked, opening it. I held in my hands a brochure for the Catalina Islands. “A cruise? You’re taking me on a cruise?!” I squealed, squeezing his neck.

“Well, I thought that this would be a good way to give us a change of scenery during your winter break. Just you and me, Kid.”

“Really? Awesome! Thank you
so
much. When are we going?” I bounced on his lap.

“The day after Christmas.”

“That’s next week! Oh, I can’t wait.”

“Just
try
to keep out of trouble until then. We’re driving up to San Francisco to catch the ship and you don’t want to make that car ride on a sore bottom.” His eyes held that twinkle as I groaned.

“When are you ever going to stop threatening me? It’s not funny.”

“It is to me, and that’s all that matters,” Jace responded, poking me in the ribs, “Let me know if you want to go shopping for anything before the trip and I’ll send you with Gayle.”

“You do understand that she gets to shop, too, right?”

“Yeah, I know. Then the two of you
have
to get sushi afterwards. You both are spoiled.”

“You love us,” I giggled.

“Yes, but my wallet doesn’t,” he sighed, “Go get dressed; the band will be over in a few minutes to work on some pieces for our New Year’s gig.”

I called Ben and told him all about my surprise. He wanted to bet me ten bucks that I wouldn’t escape the week without getting into some type of trouble with either Jace or Mark, then another twenty if I could make it through the cruise without a bottom warming. I didn’t take his bet.

* * *

“Now, Young Lady, do you think you can at least try not to get into any more trouble?” Jace asked firmly, making me face him after applying an unusually long spanking to my bare bottom for smarting off to Mark.

I looked down. “Yes, Sir. I’m sorry,” I sniffed.

Sighing, he hugged me then sent me outside to entertain myself. Mark swatted my backside as I walked by him, and handed me a jacket with an order to wear it. Silently, still glaring, I obeyed before stomping out.

“That Kid… I wonder when she’ll stop testing us,” he said, plopping down next to his friend.

Jace elbowed him. “Probably when Gayle stops. I heard some noise last night.” Jace grinned.

Mark returned it. “I should think so. I didn’t like the concoction she made and she told me to eat shit.”

“Good for her!” Jace teased. “She’s standing up for herself.”

“And not sitting down today,” Mark responded in a low voice. “Maybe we should send her for cooking classes. I swear, the woman can’t even boil water.”

“That’s because you always do it. I think that would be a good idea; it will give you a chance to grade her,” Jace snickered.

Mark raised his eyebrow, that sinister gleam in his eye. “I’ll sign her up tomorrow. She can practice on all of us.”

“You know, you don’t have to share her anymore. I mean, I would totally understand since I claimed full responsibility of my girl’s bottom,” Jace said seriously.

Mark shook his head. “It’s different. Gayle’s a pain slut. She needs your sadistic moods every now and then to make her happy. I’m nothing like you in that Room.”

“Few people are, my friend… few people are.”

“Do you think our girl will ever work up to that point? Or are you going to have to keep a second around?”

“Don’t know. It’s different with her. She’s probably the first woman whose tears really bother me, although I do enjoy reddening that little backside.”

“You do realize what you just said, right?” Mark asked quietly.

Jace frowned. “That I don’t like making her cry?”

“No, you called her a woman. She’s growing on you.”

“I know, Bro. I know. Too fast for my comfort. I’m not going to be able to resist her much longer.”

“You don’t have to. Both Gayle and I think she’s ready.”

“So do I, my friend… but I’m not yet,” Jace said honestly.

Mark merely nodded.

* * *

We left very early the morning after Christmas after saying goodbye to the animals, Mark and Gayle. Jace was still half asleep, so it was easy to convince him to let me drive the two-hour trip. The ship started loading at 8:00 and Jace wasted no time getting on board and heading to our stateroom.