Page 109 of Leather and Longing
He began to spank Paul in earnest, delivering ten or twelve blows to one cheek before moving to the other, pausing now and then to rub the flesh. Then it was back to spanking him, Adam getting into a rhythm. Paul lost himself in it all: the thud of each blow, the sting that followed, the heat that blossomed and spread over his skin. He closed his eyes and thought about the flogger’s leather tails connecting with his bared skin, whether they would land with a thud like Adam’s cupped palm or a sting.
It was a shock when he realised Adam had stopped.
Adam caressed his arse, slowly rubbing the hot flesh. “You focused.” It wasn’t a question.
Paul lay there and enjoyed Adam’s gentle ministrations, his mind clearer than it had been all morning. “You were right,” he said, when the burn had eased. He caught his breath when something cool and slick was spread over his skin.
Adam chuckled. “As it was your first spanking, I thought I’d deliver a little soothing aftercare. I’ll be doing the same thing later, when Seth has finished with you.” He withdrew his hand and Paul knelt up on the bed. Adam reached for Paul’s cheek and cupping it, pulled him closer. “You did very well for your first spanking.” He kissed Paul on the mouth, letting his lips linger there, soft, warm and chaste.
Paul closed his eyes and breathed Adam in, the musky scent of pure male, his fingers resting lightly on Paul’s cheek.
Adam released him and sat back. “And now you need to get dressed, go downstairs and act like it’s a normal day.” He smirked. “Try not to think about what’s coming.”
Paul shook his head as he climbed down from the bed.
Some hope of that.
Paul listened to the hum of voices in the hall below, drifting up the stairs to where he sat on his bed, the door ajar.
Seth’s here. They’re talking about me.
Paul concentrated on breathing, focusing on the memory of his spanking, his still tender arse a gentle reminder. Adam had left him to his own devices for the last hour or so, which was exactly how Paul wanted it. He didn’t want to lose his mind-set.
Footsteps on the stairs. Apparently, Paul was to be flogged upstairs.
Flogged…
A shiver pulsed through him, caused by a heady mix of fear and anticipation. Paul was conscious of one overriding thought: he wanted to please Adam, to make him proud.
God, please don’t let me screw this up.
“Paul? Can you come into my room, please?”
Shit.
It was time.
Paul stood and walked slowly to Adam’s door. He paused before entering, taking another moment to breathe. Adam was sitting on the bed, Seth beside him. He was older than Adam, maybe in his late forties or even early fifties, and dressed in a pair of worn jeans. His feet were bare, as was his chest which was covered in silver hair. His head was shaved.
Paul blinked. Seth was definitely not what he’d expected.
Seth smiled, his brown eyes twinkling. “Hello, Paul. It’s good to meet you.” He rose to his feet and held out his hand. Paulshook it, liking the firm, warm fingers that gripped his. “Come sit down for a minute while we talk.”
Adam patted the bed next to him and Paul complied, breathing easier when Adam reached around with both arms and held him close. Paul loved the feeling of Adam’s chest pressed up against his back, warm, strong and comforting.
Seth sat facing them. “Before we start,” he began, his voice low and even, “I need to make you aware of a couple of things, the most important being—you are not alone here. Adam will have physical contact with you the whole time, okay? If he doesn’t like something I’m doing, he’ll damn well say so.” He smirked.
Paul laughed. “Yeah, that sounds like Adam.” The tension in his shoulders eased a touch.
Seth nodded, smiling. “Ah, there you go. You look much better when you smile. Adam, your boy is beautiful. His eyes light up when he laughs, and that smile is a killer.”
Adam’s arms tightened around him. “Thank you for that gift, Seth,” he said softly, pressing his lips to Paul’s nape in a brief kiss that sent a shiver through him.
“Now, are there any injuries I need to know about? Any sore spots?”
Paul snorted. “You mean, apart from my warm arse where Adam spanked me this morning?” Adam snickered.
Seth burst out laughing. “Oh, I like him, Adam. This one’s a keeper.” He addressed Paul. “Nothing else apart from that?” Paul shook his head. “Now, listen carefully to this next part,” Seth continued. “If you want me to stop, simply say ‘Red’ nice and loud. You got that?” Paul nodded. “Similarly, if you want a breather, if it’s all getting a bit much, you say ‘Yellow’ and we’ll stop until you feel able to continue.”
