led to another."
Alice wanted to look away, and absorb what she'd heard, but Julian's gaze was mesmerizing. It held her. She imagined him with another woman across his knee. A sexy, curvy middle aged cougar who liked her bottom spanked, someone who was juicy and experienced and irresistible to a horny young man. A latter day Mrs. Grayson.
Did he still think of her? Oh Lord, did he still see her? Surely he had to have an outlet for his preferences, and he was thirty now, as Alice herself was. If he'd been getting together with this Margery for over ten years, what did it say about their marriage?
Julian's fingers curved against her skin, not quite caressing, but somehow speaking to her. "I know what you're thinking, love, and yes, I did see her, on and off, for a few years, even while she was involved with other men. We were fond of each other, she liked to be spanked and I liked to spank her. She wasn't getting that from any of her boyfriends."
"But you don't see her now?" She had to be sure, really sure.
Julian's fingers spread across her back, and the little one just feathering over the upper edge of her bottom cheek, where he'd spanked her. A plume of heat blossomed, not so much there as in between her thighs.
"No, when I met you and fell in love with you at first sight, I ended my arrangement with Margery immediately." His little finger went rub, rub, rub. Alice wanted to squirm. Was he trying to distract her? Was she even bothered if he did? She believed him utterly, she always had. He might have kept this from her, but she knew he wasn't a liar, not at heart. "I only wanted to be with you, and fortunately, as it happened, Margery had finally met someone else who wanted to spank her. A rich older guy. They're married now, Mum tells me, and they dote on one another."
"That's nice."
"It is. But I sense more questions." His fingers slid further and spread, until he was cupping her bottom cheek. The heat grew, but not from her spanking, she barely felt that. No, it was the fires of desire that burned now, despite her curiosity.
"But haven't you missed it? The spanking games, I… I mean." He was squeezing now, very lightly but it was impossible to ignore. "You just don't forget about something like that, surely? I know I wouldn't."
Julian's eyes were steady. So was his voice. "No, I haven't really missed it. Except perhaps very occasionally…" She believed him. He was her husband. She trusted him. "But right from the start, the sex between you and I was so great -- is so great -- that it's always satisfied me completely." His fingers flexed, the action barely perceptible. "Now and then, the thought of it might have crossed my mind. But you and I met and then married so quickly. I didn't want to spring it on you that your new husband was a pervert. I just knew the right time to reveal it would come eventually. When you were ready…"
Alice's heart thudded. It was more than desire she felt now, much, much more. Julian had suppressed his needs for her sake, so as not to frighten her. Her soul seemed to roll over inside her, moved by his care and thoughtfulness.
"You should have said something, love. I'm not a completely vanilla person either. I have kinky thoughts. Fantasies, you know?"
Julian edged a little closer to her, his fingers tightening on her bottom, and below, his newly erect cock nudging her thigh. "In that case, I'm bloody glad I caught you fondling that cane on the market stall. Hell, I wanted to shout for joy. I got a raging hard-on right there and then. I could tell by the way you handled it, and your body language, that you understood straight away."
"You were watching me?"
He grinned. "Well, yes, but just for a few moments. I was looking for you and I came around the corner of that row of stalls and saw you with the cane. I was just going to come up to you, and then I saw you running your fingers along it, and bingo, Bob's your uncle, I was erect. And I knew you'd notice, so I hung back and