Page 59 of The Councilor

How was I going to keep the budding relationship from my coworkers? They were snoopy bitches, all of them. I’d learned that quickly.

The water had warmed up quickly and the moment I grabbed the strawberry shower gel and netting ball, stepping inside, I was giddy. I’d never felt so pampered or so much like a lady. It was silly of me, but I didn’t care. I was trying to enjoy myself however I could.

I stood under one of the heads, basking in the warm glow from the rough fucking. I’d let myself go with him and that was as priceless as it was telling. My attraction was getting the better of me.

It was funny how someone could know they were no longer alone in a room. I’d closed my eyes, taking my time for everything to be soaked. While I heard nothing at all, not a single noise, I felt him.

With no cold air rushing in, he was able to advance like the predator he was without difficulty or disturbing me.

It wasn’t until I’d sensed he’d placed his hands on either side of me that I opened my eyes. Of course, he’d given himself away when he pressed his throbbing cock against my ass.

“You left our bed without being allowed,” he growled in my ear. Fresh images of the dream I’d had right at the end filtered into my mind.

“I didn’t think you’d remained in the room.”

“That doesn’t matter. I will always track you down.” He bit down on my ear, even tossing his head back and forth. His animalistic action added to the thrill of tingling around him.

“Mmm… If you can find me.”

His deep laugh could chill anyone to the bone. “I have excellent tracking skills. But as I told you last night, it’s obvious you need reminders about who owns you.”

With the water cascading down my head to my back, he pulled my hips further away from the wall, using his knee to kick my legs out wide.

“What are you doing?” I glanced over my shoulder, catching a limited sight of his glorious body.

“Why, giving you a good morning spanking. Which you desperately need.”

When he brought his hand down from side-to-side multiple times, the ache in my bottom was immediate. No one told me that a wet butt equated to additional pain but now I could be a living testament. Whew, the round of discipline hurt like hell and he was only using the massive palm of his hand. Even the hollow sounds were more exaggerated, somehow managing to echo in the huge chamber.

“Yes, I’ll add an addendum to my requirements. A spanking every morning.” He was chuckling to himself, his Russian language pushing every seductive button.

“Vse plokhiye devchonki zasluzhivayut togo, chtoby v ikh zhizni byl sil’nyy muzhchina, moshchnoye vliyaniye.” His continued whisper only added to the excitement.

“You need to tell me what you are saying.” The yin and yang of what he was doing kept me breathless.

“I was telling you that all bad girls deserve to have a strong man in their lives, a powerful influence.”

Well, that was honestly true. I never would have said so a week before.

I couldn’t say anything as he peppered my aching butt with one spank after another. I could feel my legs shaking but not nearly as much as my pulse was racing. He was far too good at this, covering every inch of real estate. He even added pleasure to the mix, licking the shell of my ear.

I adored his growling sounds almost as much as the electricity shooting through us.

“A spanking a day keeps the bad girl away.” He laughed after making the joke. I had a feeling he already knew me very well, enough to realize I was a bad girl every day of the week.

The heat of his body radiated all through me, pulling at my inhibitions. If I had any left. I was no longer shocked at the profound way my body reacted. My core had reached overdrive the night before but whew, it was hot in here.

He finished up the spanking, but not before another series of shivers skated down my spine.

I bit my lip and cast my eyes down to the drain, concentrating for a moment on my feelings, emotions, and thoughts. “I don’t want a big wedding.”

“Then we won’t have one.”

“But I want my friends there.”

“Are you bargaining?” he asked.

“Maybe I am. I know it’s dangerous, but I need someone I know there. And my brother and sister too. That’s important.”

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