He slipped one of his fingers underneath her chin and forced her to look him in the eye.

“Candy, I won’t lie to you. This hurts like hell. I thought you knew you could tell me anything. Anything at all.”

“I do,” she protested, but he quieted her by pressing his thumb over her lips.

“The truth is I’ll love you until the day I die, no matter what. So if you think I’m going to let the content of one of your future best-selling novels get in the way of our future, you’re very much mistaken. It’s gonna take a whole lot more than a few hot love scenes to change the way I feel about you, sweetheart.”

New tears had formed in Candace’s eyes, but this time they were tears of joy. She launched herself onto him, wrapping her long legs around his waist and kissed him with all of the love in her heart.

“Oh baby,” she said when they stopped devouring each other’s lips for a moment, “I love you so much.”

Charlie just smiled and held her closer to him, heedless of the stares from the strangers as they walked by.

“Thank god,” he murmured as he bent his head and captured Candace’s lips in a kiss that went straight to her soul.

“Now, let’s get home so that I can punish you for your very bad behavior.”

* * *

And so it was that Charlie finally got to enact the scene he had been choreographing in his imagination since the day he first lay Candace naked upon the bed in his guest bedroom and tasted her sweet pu**y.

Charlie sat down on the edge of their bed, still wearing his tuxedo. “Come here,” he said.

Candace couldn’t hold back the smile on her lips as she walked towards him.

“What could you possibly be smiling about,” he said, trying and failing to hold back his own grin, “when you are about to get spanked until your ass is pink and stinging?”

Candace made a show of demurely lowering her eyes, before looking up at him through her long lashes. “I am a very bad girl, and I deserve to be punished.”

“Lie across my thighs,” he ordered.

“What about my clothes?” she asked him, gesturing to her ankle-length red silk dress.

“Leave your clothes to me. Now get over here.”

Hiding another smile, but unable to disguise the twinkle in her eyes, Candace draped her body, face down, across the tops of Charlie’s thighs.

Through the smooth, thin silk of her dress, he rubbed her round, firm ass.

“No panties?” he asked hoarsely.

In a subservient voice she said, “I wouldn’t dare wear panties. Not when you’re already about to discipline me.”

“Good girl,” he said, licking his lips.

Unexpectedly, he ripped the seam of Candace’s dress open from her ankle to her waist. She gasped and he said, “See how upset I am with you?”

She nodded and waited expectantly for his onslaught to begin. Already, her pu**y was moist and swollen, ready to be touched, sucked, and f**ked.

Again, he rubbed the palm of his right hand on her bottom, warming up her chilled flesh.

“You have such a beautiful ass,” he murmured. He lifted up his hand and then brought it down firmly.

Candace gasped again as pleasure and pain got all mingled up inside of her.

“Am I hurting you?” Charlie asked her, his voice hot with need.

“A little,” she said in a small voice, equally wracked with the need to be possessed by the man she loved.

He ran his hand down her ass cheek to the very top of her thighs and then slid an index finger inside her swollen pu**y. “What about now?” he asked, his breath coming in quick bursts. “Am I hurting you now?”

“You could never hurt me.”

Abruptly, Charlie ripped the dress all the way up to her shoulders. She was completely naked underneath and he lowered her to the soft rug in front of his bed. She looked up at him with love in her eyes.

“Now for the final punishment,” he said, as he unzipped his pants and let his huge, throbbing shaft spring free. Settling himself between her legs, he pushed into her wet, hot pu**y, inch by inch.

“Charlie,” she moaned, her head writhing on the floor.

“Oh god,” he roared as she moved her hips slightly, taking him all the way to the hilt. Roughly he grabbed her hips, feeling her muscles contract around him as her pleasure spiraled out of control.

Right before they came, Charlie forced their bodies to go completely still. Holding her hips in his hands, he watched the rise and fall of her br**sts as she panted beneath him.

“I love you Candy. Don’t you ever forget it again.”

And then he plunged into her hot folds, and she milked him dry as a soul-shattering orgasm rocked through them both.

The next day, they wrote their latest lovemaking into their new tale of erotic romance and then headed back to the bedroom for another round of “research”.

~ THE END ~