Bound to Ignite (South Jersey Bound Series) Read Online Free Page A

against his gnawing conscience. He shook his head to clear his mind and ran his fingers through his hair.
    “A spanking is supposed to hurt, Jillian,” he said sarcastically. “I think that’s the point.”
    “I know that.” She frowned. “It was just too fast…” Her face grew burgundy. “I know I asked you to take charge…but…but… Hell, Eric, it’s my first time.”
    He blinked at her rose-pink, shivering body.
    Damn it . He’d really fucked up. He stood and took a step toward the kitchen.
    “Wait!” Her voice froze him in place. “Don’t go.”
    There were no fucking words for the feeling that rocked him. He looked down and knew he couldn’t leave. He slid to his knees.
    Her chest heaved. She turned her head, but didn’t pull away. Slowly, gently, he brushed the sweat-dampened strands of hair from her forehead.
    He counted his breaths, trying to remind himself that they were both novices. Their needs would take time to fully understand, let alone master. Did couples new to spanking sometimes fuck up their scenes? He hadn’t a God-damned clue.
    “Do you want to call this off?” he asked, not sure what he’d do if she said yes. He’d put himself out there, laid himself bare before her, and if she rejected him now…
    She faced him, searching his gaze as she sniffled. “I said stop, but I didn’t say peaches.”
    “What do you mean?”
    She was so vulnerable, and yet he was the one feeling scared.
    “It’s different than I thought it would be.” She hiccupped.
    Thinking was hard—so hard. He concentrated on her face: the eyes he’d known for most of his life, the lips he’d found so kissable, even before he’d had his first kiss.
    “What were you expecting?” he asked.
    “I’m not sure.” Her laugh was harsh. “It’s pretty intense. I’m angry and aroused, I feel embarrassed and sexy.” She shook her head as if to clear the contradictions. “I don’t understand. Fuck, I’m scared.”
    Her honesty cut through his emotions and deflated his anger. We are going to be okay. Lightheaded, he pulled her back into his arms.
    It was too soon…too fucking soon to tell her he loved her. He’d always loved her and there was nowhere on earth she could be more safe than in his arms. He buried his face in her hair as his mind raced through ways to coax her back, ways to show her that she’d never need to be frightened or ashamed of her needs or her limits—not with him.
    Her sniffles slowed. She nestled her head in his neck and sighed. In her sigh’s soft vulnerability he found everything he needed to understand.
    “Jillie, I am so sorry. I went too fast,” he said. “You were laying there, your luscious weight on my legs, your beautiful little ass bouncing under my hand. I just lost it, is all. It won’t happen again.”
    “You lost it because you think I’m hot?” She pressed her face into his chest as she had earlier, but this time she giggled.
    “I already told you, Jil. You don’t need to be embarrassed. If anyone should be embarrassed, it’s me.”
    She pulled away, looking up at him. Her eyes were bright with unshed tears.
    “Does spanking me turn you on?” she asked.
    “Yes, damn it,” he said. “Can’t you tell?”
    “No…not for sure. I thought it might be something you were into.” She sighed, glancing up at him through her lashes. “Do I really have a beautiful little ass?”
    “Uh huh,” He replied. The memory of her swam in his mind and he had to shift to accommodate the returning swell of his cock.
    “The most beautiful little butt cheeks in south Jersey,” he said, pinching one of them.
    “Ouch! Just south Jersey?” Her laughter started as a snort, but progressed to an hysterical giggle.
    “I wouldn’t know about the nasty asses in the north,” he teased.
    “I suppose I should be impressed, given the breadth of your experience.” She laughed hard now.
    “I’ve seen my share of bare ass -cheeks, but yours are the first I’ve had across my