21. Lily

CHAPTER 21

LILY

The room is blurry, though I’m aware of people walking by, even stopping to watch the scene that’s unfolding between me and Drake. Even though I know they’re there, the only thing I can focus on is his touch running along my skin. The way it makes a trail of goosebumps rise. The pressure between my legs. And how perfectly safe I feel.

I haven’t ever been drunk, but I imagine this is how someone might feel when they’re a little buzzed.

It took some courage to sass Drake like I did. To directly disobey an order. I would have taken my break if he’d insisted. I have no doubt that after this, he will. I wanted to test the waters, though. To see how he would react. And maybe I was hoping he would do exactly what he’s doing now. I’m not sure if this is what they call topping from the bottom since I basically goaded him into bringing me up here.

After our discussion a few days ago, when I told him I’d like to try a spanking scene at the club in front of people, I could tell he was hesitant. He’s told me multiple times this past month that he never wants to do anything to push me too far. I was hoping my defiance would give him the push and reassurance he needed, and it worked.

I don’t expect it when his hand comes down on my butt with a loud smack. A yelp of surprise escapes, but it’s covered up by another smack to the other cheek. With each one, the pressure between my legs intensifies.

When my skin is warm and tingly, he speeds up, alternating cheeks. The sting of his hand starts to set in, and I squirm. He rests a hand on the small of my back, pinning me firmly in place as he spanks me harder and faster until I’m panting.

“Ohhh,” I moan. “Sir.”

Drake pauses and leans down so I can see his face. “You’re doing so well, baby. What color?”

“Green,” I say between fast breaths. “Please, Sir. I need more.”

He brushes the hair away from my face and presses a kiss to my temple. Even though I’m bent over a bench, naked and being spanked, I feel like a princess.

“Naughty girls who try to top their Doms from the bottom don’t get more. They get a red ass and put to bed with no orgasms. I suggest you keep that in mind the next time you try to take control.”

Well, shoot. He knows. “I’m sorry, Sir.” Guilt bubbles up inside me, my lip trembling.

“I forgive you, baby. I’m not angry. I understand what you were trying to do, and I appreciate it.” He gives me a reassuring smile. “Now, let’s finish this up so I can do my favorite thing in the world and hold you.”

Nodding, I sigh as he takes my mouth with his. It’s brief, but when he pulls away, I relax against the bench. I would have been devastated if I’d hurt him or angered him by what I did.

He spanks me hard, and when he stops again, I sniffle, holding back the tears that are threatening to break free. I’ve never cried when he’s spanked me before, but for some reason, I’m struggling not to this time.

When he shows me the paddle, the first tear falls. More follow with each smack to my butt. Unsurprisingly, he notices right away and stops after only three swats.

He wraps a warm blanket around me and pulls me into his arms. I curl into him, burying my face in his chest as he moves through the club and into one of the elevators. It isn’t until I hear the door to our suite shut behind us that I burst into tears.

“I’m sorry, Sir. I don’t know why I’m crying.”

He sits and arranges me on his lap, then uses tissues to dab the wetness from my cheeks. “Don’t apologize, Lily. Sometimes, spankings can cause an emotional release, and that’s perfectly okay. As long as I didn’t hurt you or push you too far?”

Shaking my head, I sniff. “No. Not at all. You’ve spanked me harder before. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

All I know is it feels good. Cathartic. I’ve never been safe to let my emotions out like this, but Drake is my safe space.

“There’s nothing wrong with you, baby. Just let it all out. I’ve got you.”

I nuzzle into his chest and do exactly what he said. I let it all out. And the entire time, he holds me, whispering praise in my ear and reminding me of how much he loves me.

When my tears finally stop, I’m exhausted but feel as light as a feather. Drake went quiet a little while ago, and I’m not sure if he’s fallen asleep. “Sir,” I whisper.

He raises his head from where he’s been resting it against the back of the couch and looks down at me, his dark eyes full of love. “Hi, baby. How are you feeling?”

“Amazing. Tired. Happy .”

“Yeah?”

“Yes. But I do want to apologize again for topping from the bottom.”

Cupping my chin, he meets my gaze. “I’ve already forgotten about it, baby. You know, the thing about Doms, we love taking control, but even we doubt ourselves sometimes. Especially when the love of our life is involved. I just don’t ever want to do anything to ruin the progress we’ve made. So I was second-guessing. I apologize for that.”

The corners of my mouth twitch. “Maybe I should spank you, then.”

Drake bursts out into laughter. “Nice try, naughty girl. The only one getting spanked in this relationship is you.”

I run my hand up his chest and wrap it around the back of his neck so I can pull him in for a kiss. “I’m perfectly okay with that, Sir.”

He dominates the kiss, pressing his tongue to my lips so he can explore my mouth.

“Let’s go home,” he says when he pulls away.

I scrunch my face. “I need to get back to work. I’ve been on a break for way longer than I should have.”

He scoffs and shakes his head. “Baby, you aren’t even on the payroll anymore. You just come a couple of nights a week to see me and end up helping downstairs because you’re so damn selfless. I’m pretty sure they’ll be just fine without you. Besides, we need to be at the foundation early tomorrow for the opening ceremony.”

How is it possible for life to be this amazing?

I went from feeling hopeless to feeling excited and hopeful about what’s to come. The best part is that Drake will be by my side for it all.

“Okay, Sir. Let’s go home.”