anyway."
Daniel lifted her skirt and petticoat, shoving them over her back. He tugged her drawers down to bare her bottom. Her face heated even more. "Daniel..."
Before she could say another word, he put a hand to her lower back to keep her in place. His other hand started flying down over and over on her tender bottom. He didn't spend time in any kind of warming up. He just got directly to the serious matter of burning her backside.
Right from the start it hurt. Jennie wiggled her poor bottom to try and avoid the swats, but it didn't help. He held her firmly in position.
"Stop it! You're just making this worse," he growled. A biting smack landed on the under part of her buttocks.
"I'm trying," she gasped, hissing at the sharp sting.
"I want you to remember this while I'm gone. Think about why I'm doing it." He continued the fierce smacks, making her rise up on her toes.
"I will! I will!" she said in a rush, arching upward and then gritting her teeth to keep from crying out. It was embarrassing enough to think that someone might hear the brisk sound of Daniel's hand striking flesh. She was sure Angelica would know that he was up here spanking her. It would be difficult facing her friend after this.
Grimacing and already in great pain, she looked awkwardly back at him. "Please...I'm sorry." She was apologizing when half of the disagreement lay at his feet.
"You shamed me, Jennie. Leaving me the way you did. Not coming home after..." Regret filled his eyes as he looked at her, but he went right on spanking her.
She lowered her head, hating the misery she'd seen in his expression. They had hurt each other in many ways. She hated knowing that. Realizing he was dealing with many frustrating matters right now--including their problems, she accepted his need to punish her. The spanking was painful, but she could stand it. He needed to do this, and she needed to let him.
Finally, as tears silently streamed down her face, and she quietly sobbed, he stopped. He stepped back and released her. She remained in position, trying to let the pain ease before she moved. Her butt throbbed. She wouldn't be sitting today. She sucked in a steadying breath.
Then he impatiently pulled her upright, not hard, but gently. She hissed as her skirts fell over her burning bottom. She didn't know what to say.
After an awkward second, he tugged her into his arms and almost squeezed the breath right out of her. The heat of him, the scent of him, the way he held her so tightly...all of it comforted her.
"I've gotta go." He rubbed his obvious erection against her and groaned. "I'd rather drive my rod into your sweet body, but I can't."
She felt the hard length of him even through the layers of clothing between them and wanted him as well. The huskiness in his tone called to her. In spite of this being a saloon, she knew that if he asked her to, she would eagerly spread her legs for him. She wanted him inside her. Ached for him. Enough that she forgave him for the spanking.
Jennie hugged him back, aching now more in worry than because of her sore bottom. "Be careful, Daniel." She wanted to beg him not to go, but she couldn't.
He gave her a last shuddery squeeze and then tipped her head up so he could kiss her. His fingers threaded into her hair, nearly causing the braid wrapped up so intricately to fall. He kissed her like a desperate man and she didn't want him to let her go. She held onto him just as tightly.
He eased her away from him, looked regretful and moved toward the door. "We'll talk when I get back." His expression hardened and he glanced down to where she was rubbing her bottom. "I want you to really think about everything while I'm gone. I mean it, Jennie."
Tears misted her eyes and she nodded as he left the room. Oh, Daniel, I love you so much. She reached down and winced as she pulled up her drawers. Maybe a bit less when you spank me, though.
* * *
Jennie tossed and turned all night, waking more tired than she'd been when
Daniel lifted her skirt and petticoat, shoving them over her back. He tugged her drawers down to bare her bottom. Her face heated even more. "Daniel..."
Before she could say another word, he put a hand to her lower back to keep her in place. His other hand started flying down over and over on her tender bottom. He didn't spend time in any kind of warming up. He just got directly to the serious matter of burning her backside.
Right from the start it hurt. Jennie wiggled her poor bottom to try and avoid the swats, but it didn't help. He held her firmly in position.
"Stop it! You're just making this worse," he growled. A biting smack landed on the under part of her buttocks.
"I'm trying," she gasped, hissing at the sharp sting.
"I want you to remember this while I'm gone. Think about why I'm doing it." He continued the fierce smacks, making her rise up on her toes.
"I will! I will!" she said in a rush, arching upward and then gritting her teeth to keep from crying out. It was embarrassing enough to think that someone might hear the brisk sound of Daniel's hand striking flesh. She was sure Angelica would know that he was up here spanking her. It would be difficult facing her friend after this.
Grimacing and already in great pain, she looked awkwardly back at him. "Please...I'm sorry." She was apologizing when half of the disagreement lay at his feet.
"You shamed me, Jennie. Leaving me the way you did. Not coming home after..." Regret filled his eyes as he looked at her, but he went right on spanking her.
She lowered her head, hating the misery she'd seen in his expression. They had hurt each other in many ways. She hated knowing that. Realizing he was dealing with many frustrating matters right now--including their problems, she accepted his need to punish her. The spanking was painful, but she could stand it. He needed to do this, and she needed to let him.
Finally, as tears silently streamed down her face, and she quietly sobbed, he stopped. He stepped back and released her. She remained in position, trying to let the pain ease before she moved. Her butt throbbed. She wouldn't be sitting today. She sucked in a steadying breath.
Then he impatiently pulled her upright, not hard, but gently. She hissed as her skirts fell over her burning bottom. She didn't know what to say.
After an awkward second, he tugged her into his arms and almost squeezed the breath right out of her. The heat of him, the scent of him, the way he held her so tightly...all of it comforted her.
"I've gotta go." He rubbed his obvious erection against her and groaned. "I'd rather drive my rod into your sweet body, but I can't."
She felt the hard length of him even through the layers of clothing between them and wanted him as well. The huskiness in his tone called to her. In spite of this being a saloon, she knew that if he asked her to, she would eagerly spread her legs for him. She wanted him inside her. Ached for him. Enough that she forgave him for the spanking.
Jennie hugged him back, aching now more in worry than because of her sore bottom. "Be careful, Daniel." She wanted to beg him not to go, but she couldn't.
He gave her a last shuddery squeeze and then tipped her head up so he could kiss her. His fingers threaded into her hair, nearly causing the braid wrapped up so intricately to fall. He kissed her like a desperate man and she didn't want him to let her go. She held onto him just as tightly.
He eased her away from him, looked regretful and moved toward the door. "We'll talk when I get back." His expression hardened and he glanced down to where she was rubbing her bottom. "I want you to really think about everything while I'm gone. I mean it, Jennie."
Tears misted her eyes and she nodded as he left the room. Oh, Daniel, I love you so much. She reached down and winced as she pulled up her drawers. Maybe a bit less when you spank me, though.
* * *
Jennie tossed and turned all night, waking more tired than she'd been when
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