Free Secrets (Passion Shields) by Kiru Taye Page A

ass."
    She tilted her head down, hiding her smile behind the dark tresses of her hair. She knew that pushing him and trying to take charge of blowing him would earn her a chastisement. And somehow she looked forward to it.
    "Stand up and hold onto the railing."
    She stared at him wide eyed, fear seeping into her body for the first time this evening. Was he really going to do this now? Outside? In public view? It was one thing to kneel naked and give him a blow job. Her body was obscured at that level, and the only way to see her was from above, which was impossible without a helicopter or from the roof.
    But if she stood then people could see her from the street!
    "You're going to be a good girl and take your punishment like you deserve. And you are my good girl. Aren’t you, Lina?"
    "Yes, Benjamin." Her voice was breathless as her throat suddenly constricted and her skin flushed.
    When he spoke to her like that, she couldn’t resist him, despite her own fears. Pushing off the floor, she stood, held onto the railing and shut her eyes.
    The chair creaked again , and she felt his warmth on her back although he wasn't touching her.
    "Open your eyes and look at the world at your feet, Lina."
    His warm breath whispered on the skin of her neck, making it prickle. A tremble travelled down her spine. Compelled, she lifted her eyelids. The Chelsea Bridge was lit up with bright amber and white lights in the distance, cars rolling along in either direction. Across the river, the trees on the embankment obscured her view. She surmised that if she couldn’t see the people walking along the pavement, then perhaps they couldn’t see her either.
    "You know I would give you the world, if only you would trust me." He continued, his low voice turning her insides into mush. Her breaths came in short pants as she fought to control her feelings.
    "You're getting twenty. Ten for this morning and ten for this evening," he whispered before biting the soft lobe of her right ear. She let out a soft gasp, more fluid dripping down her thigh.
    "Count them out."
    Thwack. Leather connected with the soft flesh of her right bum. An ache bloomed. She bit back the yelp, using her breathing to ease out the sting until it settled low in her belly.
    "One," she whispered in a hoarse voice.
     

Chapter Eight
     
    Two things surprised Selina as she sat naked on Benjamin's lap on the balcony, his large frame encasing hers, a cocoon of warmth and male spice. His hand caressed her back from nape to spine tail, his voice whispering soothing words in her ears, her behind raw and enflamed.
    First, she'd stood at that railing as instructed by her husband, her gaze riveted at the river below watching the ebbing and flowing of the murky water , and she hadn't panicked for one moment.
    Her brain had finally figured that even if someone could see them up here, all they would see was the silhouette of a couple standing on the balcony. They wouldn’t be able to see exactly who it was or any details.
    Secondly, she hadn't broken down into a pile of sobs and cried like a baby. She' d stood there counting out every thwack, every thud, her body jolting from the impact, her face flinching at each contact and yelps escaping her lips. But she hadn't cried.
    And she wasn't sure why? Perhaps it was because he hadn't held her across his lap this time. Whatever the reason, a new level of satisfaction bloomed in her chest. This was a huge step for her and their relationship. Her bum was tender. But she was happy.
    Using a soothing salve, he 'd gently massaged it into her sore backside taking some of the sting of the paddle away. It would still ache for a day or so.
    Lifting her up, he carried her into the bedroom and placed her on the bed. The bulge in his trousers looked painfully huge. He must've seen her staring as he chuckled lightly.
    "As much as I'd like to make love to you right now, you need to eat. And so do I."
    He walked to the bathroom and came back with the toweling robe.