Page 30 of The Music in Me

He sounded serious, and if it were not for the twinkle in his eyes, I would have thought he was truly jealous.

“Very funny,” I said, rolling my eyes at him. “Can we get out of here before he marks me again?”

We ended the tour a few moments later, and Leon took me to the gift shop. We bought hoodies and T-shirts with pictures of wolves on them. I got Leon a wolf mug, and he got me a huge wolf stuffie that looked like Jenna. The shop attendant confirmed that it was a stuffie of her and that it had a wolf tracking bracelet in case I wanted to monitor her.

It was the best gift I’d gotten in a while, and I leaped on Leon, wrapping my arms around him as I planted a kiss on his lips right in the middle of the gift shop. I caught myself at the last moment and grinned ruefully as Leon gently lowered me back to the ground. Even with my baseball cap and dark shades, there was still a possibility the attendant knew who I was.

We paid for our items and returned to the car. I chatted excitedly about everything we’d seen and done as we returned to the cabin.

“I can’t believe I almost missed that,” I said to Leon as we walked into the cabin. “Thanks for making sure I didn’t talk myself out of it.”

He grinned at me. “Remember that the next time I tell you to do something.”

“Okay,” I said with a goofy grin.

“Come here.”

I knew what he wanted and moved closer, raising my head and closing my eyes even before I felt his lips on mine. I didn’t expect him to kiss me softly, hands gently resting on my shoulders as he delicately sipped on my lips.

He stepped back long before I wanted to, and I sighed regretfully. “What next?”

“Lunch and a nap for you. A friend of mine lives not far from here, and I promised to stop by the next time I was in the area. How about you work some more on your song while I’m gone.”

“How long will you be gone?” I asked, looking away so he didn’t see my disappointment.

He saw through it and tipped my face up. “It’s just going to be an hour or two. Don’t worry, I’ll be back long before you start missing me.” I already missed him. “Go in and jump under the shower. Food should be ready before you’re done.”

“Okay.” I moved a few feet away and turned to find him watching me like he knew I still had something I wanted to say. “Thank you.”

“You already thanked me, Kira,” he said softly.

“No. Not just for this afternoon. For this whole trip. I know we’re here to help me write again, and I haven’t done much of that yet, but I’m having a really great time, and I have you to thank for that.”

“It’s my job to make sure you’re well taken care of, baby girl.”

I ignored the feeling of disappointment I got at hearing he still thought of this as a job and grinned at him instead. “Didn’t know tying me up, spanking me, and sleeping with me was in your job description.”

“Consider those things a bonus,” he replied, his smile mirroring mine. “Shower, Kira. Now!” he added when I continued staring at him, the invitation in my eyes too blatant to miss.

“Fine,” I said, turning around and shaking my ass saucily as I sauntered off.

I was rinsing my body when I heard movement behind me. I didn’t bother turning around, and Leon stepped under the shower a few moments later with me. He turned me around and kissed me until I was gasping for breath. Reaching behind me, he turned off the shower, then carried me out of the bathroom and dropped me on the bed. Cupping me between my legs, he slid his finger between my lips as he began to stroke.

“What are you doing?” I asked, slowly panting for breath.

“Marking you,” he replied an instant before he lowered his head and pushed his face into my crotch, sucking on my clit. “Making you mine...” he added as I cried out in pleasure.

Chapter Seven

Leon was gone when I woke up from my nap, but he left a note on the bedside table to let me know he would be back before dinner and that I should continue working on my music. I got out of bed and went to the kitchen to grab a drink. An idea popped into my head as I opened the fridge and saw the groceries; I was going to make dinner for Leon and surprise him when he got back.

Then I remembered his instructions and knew he would punish me if he got back and found out I had spent the time cooking instead of working on my music like he’d told me to. It was hard to decide whether I wanted to be punished or not. Even without the paddles and cuffs, sex with Leon was still amazing. I was still flying on cloud nine from the last orgasm he’d given me, but it wasn’t the same.

Sure, it hurt when he spanked or whipped me, and it wasn’t always comfortable being tied down or made to beg before he allowed me my release, but the orgasms that followed were always mind-blowing. Not better than the painless ones but different in a good way. I had a choice to make. Surprise Leon with dinner and enjoy a night of pain and mind-blowing pleasure or follow his instructions and not have to deal with the pain.

In the end, it was remembering the look of approval in his eyes when I did something that pleased him that made my decision. I grabbed my drink and went to the spare bedroom to work on my music. But I could not stop thinking about my idea, imagining Leon’s face when he walked in to find dinner ready and me waiting for him in the most seductive outfit I could find.

The more I thought about it, the harder it was to focus on my work, and after staring at the blank paper in my hand for fifteen minutes without writing a single word, I gave up and went to put my plan into action.

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