Chapter Nineteen
Krystina
I told Gentry he would see. In all honesty, I was nervous as crap and winging it more than I had it planned. I led him upstairs. My precious cowgirl hat on my head. We walked into my bedroom ad I shut the door behind us. I pushed him to sit on my bed. I gently took my hat off and set it on my night stand followed by his.
“What are you doing?” he asked and already I saw that look in his eyes. They were going soft and dark but he was questioning it all. With plenty of reason.
I kicked off my boots and easily took off my button up shirt and pulled the under laying camisole over my head leaving me in a dark pink lace bra and unbuttoned my jeans sliding them off my hips to revel a matching lace cheeky panties.
“And how is this a good idea?” Gentry asked.
I slowly straddled him. Me damn near naked and him fully clothed. I placed his hands on my hips and ran them over my ass. I never done anything like I was going to suggest before, let alone be the one to suggest it.
“You still have so much anger with me,” I kissed him and slid off his lap. I hit my knees in front of him and lie myself over his thighs.
“Spank me,” I rushed out before I changed my mind. “Punish me for what I did.”
“Krystina,” he protested.
“Do it. Please.”
He rubbed his hand over my ass and put his other on my back. He had enjoyed punishing me in the barn. My body had loved it despite my emotions. I wanted to try this. I needed to try this.
In one swift movement he gave me no more than a love pat. He paused waiting for reaction. Then he hit me again, harder. It felt all to amazing. The sting filled me with excitement. I felt myself slicken.
“Harder!” I begged. I felt his dick pulsate against my stomach.
He hit my twice more. Each ‘Smack!’ of flesh on flesh made me gasp. He massaged my ass. It was sore but the tenderness in his touch made me quiver.
“Again! Again!” I cried. “I was bad Gentry. Punish me until you feel better! Until we are even!”
“Does this make us even?” his voice was stern and firm. The voice I had grown adjusted to that he used to bark orders. He slapped me again. “Does this fix it?”
Another slap. “How about this one?”
Tears filled my eyes and suddenly the hand was gone and I was flying threw the air and landing face down on my bed. I could hear Gentry shucking his clothes behind me and groan as he freed his cock.
He grabbed my panties and ripped them from me. In one hand, he unhooked my bra. I slid it off my shoulders and let Gentry rise my ass in the air to him. I prepared for him to enter me from behind. He grabbed my hips and I felt his dick graze my ass. This was easiest for him. Being together this way.
He paused and released me, stepping back. My heart dropped just a little too much at the fear he changed his mind.
Just as quick as he stepped away he flipped me over on my back and was inside me. He ground into me. In and out, rolling his hips. I groaned and bit my lip. He looked down at me. “Don’t be nervous sweetheart,” he kissed me so damn sweetly. With a passion, I could barely recall ever feeling before.
His mouth found my neck while his hips rolled deep. Finding my core in seconds and I pushed against him groaning. It drove Gentry even further. I was shaking him too. He bit my ear lobe and his speed increased. He was close, same as me.
“I don’t hate you Krystina. I’m still in love with you. I never stopped,” he grabbed my hand and held it over my head. He kissed my lips and then he released me, as soon as his lips hit my forehead we both exploded into each other.