Page 12 of Unzoned

"I-I'm sorry I lied." The button slipped through the hole, and she yanked down her zipper.

"I know." He watched her fingers work as they disappeared into her jeans, pushing down both her pants and panties at the same time until they were bunched at her ankles. Although he'd seen it dozens of times before, her undressing in this manner, this time seemed surreal.

She kicked the bundle of panties and jeans to the side. "I don't think you need to spank me." Her chin rose an inch, but her eyes remained downcast. She may believe she didn't need it, but she did. And so did he.

"Come here and lay over my lap." A soft pink brushed across her cheeks and the very tip of her nose. "I've seen your pussy, Jade. I had my fingers all in it the other night. Now I want to see your ass; I want to get a good look at it before I mark it with my hand."

Her eyes shot up to meet his. She swallowed, but her feet slid across the floor. Her toes never left the ground as she glided over to him and slowly laid over his lap.

Not a second of her movement did he miss. So gentle and innocent, yet from the moisture he could already see gathered between her legs, he doubted she was thinking innocent thoughts.

He took a long moment to inspect the woman over his knee. Her shirt hid most of her torso, but her waist, her rounded buttocks and her thighs were all displayed for him. He slid his hand between her thighs, pushing them open to give him better access, and ran his fingers through her wet folds. His fingers stroked up to her clit, and her legs widened more, her moan filled the room.

Pulling away, he couldn't help smiling over her exhaled frustration. "Not yet, Jade. You were naughty and naughty girls sure as fuck don't get to come over my lap before they've had their spanking. Now lay still while I look at what's mine."

With both hands, he stretched her ass cheeks apart, showing off her tight little puckered back hole and her wet pussy. "Your pussy is already all wet for me." He dipped one finger into her warm passage, feeling the tightness of her cunt and nearly lost his resolve to wait for sex until after they talked. "But you were bad." He pulled his hand out and gave her one harsh slap on the upturn of her ass.

She yelped, but more from the surprise. Her thighs snapped shut, but he tsked at her, shoving them back apart.

"I like this way better. Then I can see you better, and you can't tighten up this ass of yours." He patted her cheeks, delighting in the gentle wiggle. Sinking his teeth into that ass moved to the top of his bucket list.

"Garrick."

"Are you whining?" He couldn't keep the chuckle from his voice. "I see you aren't taking this seriously. That's my fault. Let me explain the way this works. I'm going to spank you, you're going to take it, and when I believe you've learned your lesson, and only then, will I stop and let you up. There will be no whining, no begging, and sure as hell no hitting, kicking, or cursing. Got it?" He rested his palm on the curve of her cheeks.

"Yes. I got it." He looked down at the back of her head. Her face pressed into the mattress of her bed, her hands gripping the bedding in front of her.

"Okay then." He gave her one light pat before her laid into her.

After a dozen strokes, she started to wiggle on his lap, a few more and she really squirmed. He'd began light, not wanting to go full force with her, but by the time she was kicking her legs, he'd progressed to spreading the smacks all around her round backside, not missing an inch, and intensifying each stroke.

"You don't hide from me. You have to tell me what's in your head or this will never work. And you sure as hell don't lie. If you don't want to talk about something." He paused for a moment, resting his hot palm over her just as warm ass. "If you don't want to talk, you can tell me that. I won't push- well, not at that moment. But you will talk to me." When his breath regulated, he began spanking her again, spreading the spanks down her thighs.

Her feet kicked up. She screeched and began to struggle against him. Easily rectified. He threw one leg over both of hers, leaving her immobile over his knee.

"Dammit!" She yelled and struggled some more.

He pinched her reddening in ass. "I said no swearing. That’s your only warning."

"It hurts, Garrick! So, bad!" She pushed upward, tried twisting, but nothing worked. He wouldn't let her up until he finished. And from her attitude, they were far from done.

"It's not supposed to tickle." He laughed and continued to pepper her ass. His hand hurt, and he contemplated taking off his belt, or grabbing a hairbrush, but even through the numbing burn he could feel her skin, feel her tremble when he touched her, and he didn't want any implement to take that away from him.

"Oh!" She made another attempt at wiggling, but when she didn’t get anywhere, she stilled. Going slack, she seemed to finally accept her punishment.

"If you lie, you get spanked. If you hide your worries, you get spanked. If you disobey me, you get spanked. Are you getting the pattern, Jade?"

Her sob broke through the sounds of the spanking, and he paused his hand. Her shoulders shook, and her body trembled as he ran his fingertips over her crimson cheeks. He'd spanked longer than he'd intended, but she'd been more stubborn than he'd thought she would be.

"Yes, Garrick. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He ran his left hand over her back, soothing her and letting her cry without interrupting her. "I was scared. So scared."

He pulled her up, swinging her into his lap, and completely ignoring the wince of pain on her face when her ass brushed against his pants. "Scared of what? Me?"

She wiped the palms of her hands over her face and shook her head. "No, not of you, I mean, not like you mean." More fat tears rolled down her cheeks. He hated them. The tears he liked were one's mingled with pleasure, these were full of regret.

"How do you mean?" He forced his tone to gentle. Fear that he’d pushed too far too fast bubbled up in his chest.

"I was scared I blew it, we blew it, that we'd messed everything up."

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