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For some stupid reason, she didn t want to cry,
and struggled against the urge, feeling angry and
unhappy. When he started spanking her thighs, she
wailed, You are a bastard. Don t whip my legs,
please, it hurts so much, Papa, don t!
She felt his muscles clench, and she realized
what she d just done called him Papa. Did your
father whip your thighs, Lena? Jackson asked.
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Yes, with his belt, the buckle end, and it hurt.
The girls in Phys Ed made fun of me when they saw
the redness, which was often. Jackson was no
longer spanking her, but the urge to cry, to scream,
was even more intense. Jackson, I really, really
hate having my thighs spanked.
His hand began to tattoo her thighs again, and
she wailed, Didn t you hear me? Papa used to beat
my legs, don t do that
Let go, Lena. Let go. With that, he walloped
her sitting area so hard, so fast, that the beginnings
of a sob escaped her lips. When his hand moved
back to whacking her thighs, the slaps were gentler.
Something about his gentleness pushed her over
the edge. She wept loudly, almost screaming, sobs
wracking her body. He held her more tightly against
him, murmuring, Lena, Lena, that s good, you re so
brave, so beautiful, so deserving of good things.
Lena wailed, barely noticing that his spanks had
slowed to gentle taps. Her bottom and thighs
blazed, and it hurt, but she didn t feel wounded.
She felt as if she were finally breathing deeply after
years of tightly-held-in feelings. When her sobs
faded to sniffles, his fingers caressed her burning
skin. You re a wonderful woman, Lena. You
deserve someone to love. Someone who loves you.
I m I m sorry, she choked out. For being
such a bitch. Will you forgive me?
Only if you ll forgive yourself, he said. Do
you?
Yes, she whispered.
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Chapter Nineteen
Jackson lifted Lena onto the bed, using a tissue
to wipe her face. It s over now, Lena. God, you are
the most special woman I ve ever met. I promise I ll
never spank you in anger, and only when you need
it. I promise I ll always forgive you as long as you
forgive yourself.
With that, he kissed her. She grabbed his head
and kissed back deeply. Jackson had seen her weak
and crying, and he seemed to care even more about
her when she became vulnerable. The man was
unlike any other she d met. Could she be falling for
Jackson?
If so, she decided, he was worthy of her love.
The thought shocked her. She d never thought of
herself as worthy of any man s love before.
Jackson s fingers skimmed down her torso,
across her belly, reaching the needy area between
her legs. She stiffened when a fingertip explored.
He broke the kiss, whispering, Relax. I know what
you need.
As he kissed his way down her body, she felt
herself tightening with anticipation. The night of
Annie s accident, Jackson had given her sweet
release with his mouth, and she could barely wait to
feel his kiss down there once again.
When he gently pushed apart her thighs, his
breath moved the hairs, and it tickled her in a very,
very good way.
Lena, he moaned before his tongue touched
her nub, caressing it, licking it. Unable to help
herself, she gripped his head, glorying in his mouth
on her sex. She cried out as waves of sensation
slammed into her, waves that took an eternity to
fade. Once they did, she gasped, Thank you. Can I
return the favor?
A finger slipped inside her, and she tightened up
again. She d had pleasure that night with Philip, but
it had hurt a lot the first time, and the second time
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hadn t been much better. Not only that, Jackson
looked bigger a lot bigger.
Come on, sweetie, let go. It s going to feel so
good, he crooned as his finger worked.
I m scared it ll hurt, she whispered. It hurt so
much the first time, and he wasn t your size, she
finished.
If you re trying to flatter me, you re
succeeding, he said, a chuckle in his voice. He
kissed her mouth lightly, his tongue touching
sensitive areas inside, before sucking her lower lip
until she could feel it deep inside her core.
His finger was all the way inside her now. She
sensed a second one trying to enter her, and she
froze. It hurts.
Jackson said nothing. Instead, he put his mouth
on one nipple and sucked hard while his thumb
massaged her nub. Electric shocks of passion were
looping through her body, and she realized that
both fingers were inside her now. Damn, it felt
good. Really, really good.
He moved his mouth to the other nipple, sucking
fiercely, and her back arched, her body out of her
control. Was that a third finger inside her? All she
knew was that she was hungry, truly hungry for
him, for his hardness, for his length and thickness.
Jackson, she gasped, Jackson, as his thumb
and fingers and mouth moved as one to take her to
the edge.
Ready? he asked. She breathed her answer.
Yessssss.
She barely noticed the sound of the condom
package being torn open. When he positioned
himself between her legs, his erection pushing
against her entrance, she realized, to her dismay,
she was clenching down there.
It s all right, he said, kissing her. Basically,
you re a virgin, a virgin who knows it hurts to be
deflowered.
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With that, he covered her sex with his mouth
again, and sucked gently, his tongue probing. The
feeling of riding the edge returned, and her back
arched so strongly, she thought her bones might
crack. While she was still flying from the sensation,
he started pushing inside her. It hurt a bit, but
nothing like the first time. Within a minute, he was
fully in, and her body stretched to accommodate
him. As he slipped in and out, the sensation of
constant, delicious movement sliding across the
special spot inside her brought her maddeningly
close to orgasm.
He positioned his fingers between their bodies.
How are you doing? he whispered to her, touching
her in just the right spot as he moved. She could
only moan, her head whipping back and forth as he
coaxed her hips into a figure-eight pattern, his
fingers sliding across her swollen nub, his hardness
never relenting in its pressure on that sensitive
interior spot.
Jackson, she cried as hot thrills coursed
through her, richer and fuller than the ones she d
experienced when he d used his mouth. She felt her
body open up to receive the man in a way she d
never thought possible. As the sensation was
fading, his hands clutched her bottom. Though
doing so awakened the embers of her spanking, the
burning sting seemed to accentuate her fading
orgasm. She liked it.
While holding her hips still, Jackson thrust hard
and fast, groaning, Lena, oh, Lena. Hearing her
name on his lips excited her as much as being
forced to remain still while he invaded her deeply.
Her head whirled as she realized how very much
she enjoyed giving him pleasure. The urge was
even stronger than her desire to receive it.
Was this love?
She sighed. She felt at peace for the first time
since early childhood.
She felt as if she d finally found her home.
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Love. He meditated on the holy word as his
breathing slowed, as the sensations faded.
Did the earth move for you, too? he
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