So excited, Episode 1 of HIS By Design - Coveting Claire is finally uploaded to Amazon. So I'm sharing an excerpt from Claire's first spanking. Much to her surprise on her first night back in Los Angeles after three years away in New York, her best friend Julian suddenly arouses a lot more than friendly feelings. Over dinner it becomes obvious that there has been a cosmic shift in their relationship - a shift that becomes very plain when Julian spanks her in the deserted parking lot. At this point in the story she has arrived a day early and her apartment isn't ready, so she is planning on staying with him at his beach house. The sexual tension between them is so strong that she hesitates wondering if it is the right move to go home with him.
As they reached his car, she turned to face him, leaning against the solid metal for support, suddenly cautious of where they might be headed. In her confusion, she grasped at a safe way out. "I could always stay at a hotel if it's too much trouble."
Looking down at her, she heard him let out a long breath. He seemed to emanate a low passion – a passion she wasn’t sure whether she should attribute to annoyance or desire. Taking her by the shoulders, he turned her swiftly so she was facing the car, her back to him. Unsure of his intentions, she gasped in shock when he applied a couple of swift, sharp swats to her bottom. One to each vulnerable buttock. Swats that were sharp enough to leave both sets of her cheeks afire.
Uttering a surprised yelp at an action she’d just vividly imagined, but never expected him to undertake so soon, she wondered what was happening to them. What had prompted this cosmic shift in their relationship? The short spanking was so achingly close to her earlier wanton thoughts that she clutched her rear in a mixture of incredulous indignation and hot desire. Was he a mind reader?
She blushed at her response to his humiliating yet welcome retribution. Was she sending out such clear vibes? Leaning her front against the car for support, she wondered how he expected her to respond to his spanking of her. No doubt it was feminist etiquette to object haughtily, but her desire won out. Rubbing her bottom ruefully, she turned her head to pout prettily at him. To her mortification she was unable to keep the revealing breathy huskiness out of her voice. “What was that for?”
Leaning in with his hand on the car roof, he seemed to tower over her. She felt his ragged breath hot on her neck. The disciplinary tone in his voice aroused her even more as he chided her in a sensual reprimand. “Hmm. Let’s see. Where should I start? How about not telling me you were arriving a day early when you have nowhere to stay. I might have been out of town.”
“Oh.” The sense in his observation made her blush even more.
“Not to mention insulting my hospitality.” He moved closer to her so she was only just aware of his arousal. She heard his voice in her ear. “Move your hands.”
“You heard me,” he told her, his low growl making his intentions clear.
Gulping, Claire dropped her hands obediently.
Crack. This time the smack was harder. Claire found herself whimpering a little as he punctuated each word of his reprimand with a hot blow of his palm to her heated flesh. “You…Smack…hate…Smack…hotels.” Smack. In contrast to the punishment, his next words were offered in a soothing, intimate tone that caressed her ear. “Don’t you, Claire?”
She emitted a little sob in agreement. “Yes”
“Alright, so no more foolishness about staying in one.”
Opening the car door, he helped her into the vehicle. Claire attempted to offer a dignified response, but could only summon up a petulant harrumphing sound mixed with a treacherous moan as she sunk into the leather of the car seat. She felt her pelvis clench and a warm glow pulse through her as contact with the supple seat caused the heat of his smacks to flow insidiously across her tender flesh.
As Julian entered on his side of the car, she rallied enough to throw him a quelling look in an attempt to offer some objection to his discipline. Tossing her head in a very feminine gesture, she told him saucily, but with very little conviction. “I’ll thank you to treat me with a little more respect. You might've known me since I was practically a teenager, but that doesn’t mean you can treat me like a kid. I am now a sophisticated, mature woman, in case you hadn't noticed."
Julian laughed richly at her sass. Why had she never noticed the sensual sound of his amusement before? He stopped laughing and looked across at her deliberately, a smile flitting across his lips, an unmistakable inflection in his voice. "Oh, I noticed."