Deceiving (The Watcher Series Book 2)

by Rhiannon Jean

  He turned to me and smiled, “Let’s save this conversation for another date.”

  My frustration returned and I sighed. Sensing I wasn’t going to get any more information and turned on the TV and pushed play. He set the pint he was holding down onto the table and sat back and put his arm around me. I turned to look at him, again wondering if he was real.

  He smirked and said, “Yes?”

  “Please be real,” I whispered.

  “I’m as real as you are, Lily.” And he kissed me on the nose. “Now, stop staring at me before I get a big head.” My eyes widened as I pictured his head, not the one on his shoulders, getting bigger. I licked my lips, yea I gotta work on that, and he pulled me toward him.

  “What did I say about that?” he growled.

  “I…I…I forgot,” I stammered.

  “Perhaps we’ll have to work on your memory, Miss Lily,” and he stuck his tongue out and licked the ice cream of my lips. A small moan escaped my lips. I had no idea eating ice cream could be so sensual. He pulled me closer and into a full on kiss. My hands were full of the ice cream and he trapped them between us. His lips wandered away from mine and across my jaw. He trailed kisses and tiny licks along my jaw line and down the side of my throat. He caught that spot right behind my ear, and I moaned in downright ecstasy. Feeling him smile against my throat, he bit me softly. I jumped back a bit startled by the way that one bite had turned me on so much.

  “Remember that the next time you lick those lips, Miss Lily. I like to bite.”

  Chapter 4

  I tried catching my breath, turning to set the ice cream down, and forcing him to loosen his hold on me. Biting. Oh my. I wanted him to bite me all over at this precise moment. I couldn’t think about anything else. I tried to focus on starting the movie and adjusting the volume. I sat back and took a deep breath. I went to lick my lips again, but remembered what had happened. If we kept up at this rate we’d be naked and sweaty on my couch in a matter of minutes. As much as I desperately wanted that, I knew I wasn’t ready for it.

  Gabriel sat back, fixed the blanket on us and put his arm back around me. I snuggled up and smiled; the guy gave good cuddles. We ended up watching all four movies and ordering pizza. We talked about the terrible writing, the awesome wolf transformations, and pretty much anything that came to mind. He kept the conversation light and fun. He also never stopped touching me, until he answered the door for pizza. As soon as he was back on the couch, his hand was resting on my leg, or his arm was around me, or he put my legs up onto his lap. He even rubbed my feet at one point, causing me to moan quietly. I caught his eye mid moan and saw that look again. The one that said he wanted to devour me. I quieted immediately and blushed.

  “Oh Lily, what am I going to do with you?”

  “Be my friend?” I asked hopefully, trying to keep the subject light.

  “Well of course, beautiful, I’ll always be your friend.”

  “Really?”

  “Try and stop me,” he said quietly, “And when you’re ready, I’ll be more.”

  My breath caught in my throat. I just stared at him and shook my head slowly.

  “You want more?”

  “Dammit Lily, of course I do. Who wouldn’t want more with you? You’re freaking amazing.”

  “Ryan didn’t,” I responded before thinking.

  “Ryan’s a fool, and if I could have told you sooner, I would have.”

  I gasped, “What do you mean? How could you have known?”

  He lowered his eyes, “I told you I had secrets Lily. And you’ll know some of them soon, but not yet.”

  “Gabriel, it scares me how cryptic you are. I mean here I am, broken-hearted because my husband just left me for another woman, and you swoop in. Your timing is almost too perfect. I don’t even know if I should trust you!” I yelled. I was fed up with these weird and cryptic answers of his. I had stood up and was beginning to pace, fully ready to give him a piece of my mind.

  “Sit down, Lily.”

  “No Gabriel, I won’t sit down. How do you know where I live? How do you know I have two cats? How do you know my favorite music? How the freak do you know what kind of food I have in my house!?”

  “Lily, sit down. If I have to tell you again, I’ll bend you over my knee.”

  I stopped mid stride not knowing whether to laugh or to freak out. His voice had taken on a new tone. It was hard and commanding, and I knew instantly he was a man of power. Gone was the quiet guy hiding behind a hoodie. I was frozen in place, contemplating shutting up, as this was a side I hadn’t seen of Gabriel. However, at this point I was so pissed at everything that had been happening in my life that I needed to let some of the anger out. I wanted to test him. I wanted to make him as crazy as I felt right now. I stared at him and saw the intensity in his eyes.

  I turned to face him and defiantly crossed my arms in front of my chest.

  “Excuse me?” I said. “You’ll do what to me? Spank me? You’ve got to be kidding me. What, am I child in need of a scolding? I’m a grown ass woman, Gabriel, not someone you can just boss around and expect to do whatever you say. I want answers and I want them now!”

  He stood up slowly and moved the end table out of the way. 6’4” was very intimidating when it belonged to a green-eyed, angry god. He walked over to me and I began to slowly walk backwards, trying to put space between us. He softly put his hand on my lower back and pulled me to him as he backed up to the couch. Swiftly and effortlessly he sat down, pulling me with him so I was lying over his lap. He put one arm across my upper back, holding me in place.

  “Are you crazy?” I asked as I tried to struggle free.

  “If you struggle, I’ll double the number of spankings”, he replied calmly. He was suddenly completely in charge. I stopped struggling and started to laugh nervously.

  “OK Gabriel, you win. I’ll sit down.” My stomach was in knots and I was so turned on I didn’t know how to act. Was he seriously going to spank me? Did men even do that?

  He replied, “Too little too late. You have much to learn about me, Lily. I’m a man of little patience and I like to get what I want. What I wanted was for you to obey me when I told you to drop it and sit down. You didn’t listen so I’m going to show you how I deal with naughty kittens like yourself.”

  “Seriously?” I snickered. “This can’t be real. Just let me go and we can continue to talk. I’ll stop asking so many questions, I promise.”

  “For laughing I’m adding two more,” he said calmly. “That’s 12 total, unless you want to keep adding to it?” I tried raising my head to see if he was joking, but he wouldn’t let me move. He was a lot stronger than I thought. Sighing, I resigned myself to give in to whatever he was going to do. That’s when it happened. He pulled my pants down, underwear and all.

  “What the fuck Gabriel!” I began to struggle again, realizing just how serious he was. He held me even tighter, making it hard to breathe.

  “You just added one more,” he said, “that’s 13, do you want to keep going?” I stopped struggling and took a deep breath, whispering ‘no’. I didn’t know what else to do or say. I was fully exposed, my pale, giant, ghetto booty was in the air for him to do whatever he wanted with. I could feel myself start to get wet. This shouldn’t be happening, and I definitely shouldn’t be turned on. I don’t even know this guy! He had stalked me, knew things about me even my soon to be ex didn’t know, and now he was about to spank me? I must be dreaming. That’s it; this was a dream. Last night I went to bed crying and my mind is having some warped fantasy trying to forget what happened.

  The first slap came fast and hard. I cried out, more in surprise than in pain. I hadn’t known what to expect. I was shocked that he had actually slapped my ass. I was also shocked to realize I enjoyed it much more than I thought I would. Then came slaps two, three, four, five and six. He alternated cheeks, starting from the outside and moving his way closer to my center with every smack. I gasped with each slap, trying to keep count in my he
ad. I didn’t know whether or not I hoped he’d lose count. All I knew is that I shouldn’t be enjoying this; that I should be ashamed that this was happening.

  Then he moved to my upper thighs, slaps seven, eight, nine, and ten in succession, trading thighs each slap. I was crying out louder and louder with each one as they got harder and harder. Tears had formed in my eyes with the first round and were now streaming down my face. But these tears weren’t from fear or from pain, they were a release. Each slap made me release more of the pain I had been holding inside. Gabriel’s hand was slowly releasing my heart from the prison I had locked it away in. With each slap I could feel myself letting go of who I thought I was supposed to be. I let myself enjoy the sensation of his hand on my cheeks and the sound of the slaps echoing in my living room.

  I had read many chick books where this happened, but I never believed it would happen to me. Ryan had always just laughed at any mention of it, saying it was a bunch of shit. Spanking scenes in my fantasy novels had always turned me on, and I fantasized regularly while using B.O.B. (yea, battery operated boyfriend). I had even tried slapping myself just for fun, but it wasn’t the same.

  Hearing his breathing, deep and heavy, I could feel his length growing harder and longer against my side. My god, he was huge. I longed to turn around and straddle him. I wanted to ride him until I came so hard I could no longer breathe or stand or think. But he still had me locked down on his lap and I had three more slaps coming. He had paused, and it sounded like he was trying to catch his breath.

  “That’s 10, he said, “Are you ready for the last three?” I nodded and he pinched my ass, hard. “You will answer out loud, Lily. You will always say ‘yes sir’ or ‘yes Gabriel’. Do you understand?”

  I went to nod again and caught myself. “Yes, sir.” Oh god, that was so hot. I had read so many erotic novels where the women had masters, and I had always wondered what it would feel like to give someone that much power over you. Now I knew. It WAS erotic as hell. He rubbed my ass cheeks slowly, caressing them with an almost kind touch. Then he hit home. Slaps 11, 12, and 13 were right on my center. He slapped my pussy lips harder and harder each time, his hand flat and hard. Knowing he could feel how wet I was and that he could smell my arousal, I wasn’t surprised when he took a deep breath and chuckled quietly.

  “I think someone enjoyed that,” he said.

  “I think two someone’s enjoyed that”, I smiled. He shifted forward and grabbed something off the table. I heard a lid open and then felt something cool being spread across my cheeks. He was rubbing my hand lotion on me. Wow, just wow. He spread it all over, covering any spot his hand may have touched, and lingering at the tops of my thighs. Gently he pulled my pants back up, took his arm off my upper back and helped me sit up. It stung a little, sitting back on the couch, and I winced.

  He looked at me with concern, “Was that too much, Kitten? I might have gotten carried away, but I couldn’t help myself. You have the most gorgeous ass I’ve ever seen. The perfect shade of pale.”

  “N…n…no it wasn’t,” I smiled shyly. “I deserved it…sir,” I said with a small smirk.

  He grinned at me, “Oh Lily, I had no idea how much trouble you would be.”

  “Me either,” I said with a quiet laugh. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me onto his lap. I put my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.

  “Thank you,” I whispered.

  “You’re welcome, beautiful,” he replied. “There’s plenty more where that came from.” I could feel him smile into my neck and I pulled back slightly.

  I looked into his eyes and said, “You’re a dangerous man, aren’t you?”

  “You have no idea, Lily,” he said softly, “But I’ll never hurt you; that I can promise. I’ll take care of you better than anyone ever has or ever will, as long as you’ll let me.”

  “You already have, Gabriel.” He stared at me and I licked my lips out of habit. He pulled my lips to his and kissed me with such fervor I lost my breath. His tongue wrapped itself around mine and his breathing picked up. He lightly bit at my bottom lip and whispered,

  “You’ll never learn will you?”

  I just smiled and tightened my arms around him. “Maybe I don’t want to learn, Gabriel. Maybe I need to be punished.” I couldn’t believe my own ears…did I just say that? Really? Oh god, I needed to be committed. I was losing my mind, but with all the kissing and biting and spanking, who wouldn’t lose her mind??

  He pulled back suddenly, trying to catch his own breath. “We need to stop Lily, before we go too far. I know you’re not ready.”

  “Are you?” I asked.

  “I’ve been ready for two years,” he said quietly. “But you’re not and it’s ok. You will be soon enough. I can wait a little longer. For now, I should go.”

  ‘Two years?’ I thought to myself, ‘what the fuck?’ I didn’t ask, though, as I knew it was fruitless. I got off his lap and helped him up. I walked over to the door as he put on his shoes and grabbed his wallet and keys. He came over and bent down to kiss my nose.

  “You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever known, Lily. Please let me see you again soon?”

  I smiled and kissed his nose, “As you wish.”

  He gave me this adorable goofy grin and asked, “Can I take you out tomorrow night?”

  “Yes!” I practically shouted.

  He laughed and said, “I’ll pick you up at six. Wear something nice, something that shows off those delicious curves.” Blushing, I nodded in excitement, wondering where we were going.

  “Until then my kitten,” he said as he lightly kissed me on the lips, “think of me when you pleasure yourself tonight.” He winked and walked out the door closing it behind him.

  Chapter 5

  Cleaning up the living room in a daze, I became aware of the ache between my legs. I needed to do something about it, so I turned off the lights and went into the bedroom, shooing away the fur-balls. I plumped up my pillows, pulled out B.O.B. and turned off the lights. I took off my clothes and climbed in under the covers. I could still smell Gabriel on my skin and that made me smile. Running my hands down my body, I paused on my breasts to play with my nipples. Closing my eyes I tugged them hard, imagining Gabriel biting down on them then soothing them with his soft tongue. I imagined him flipping me over and pulling me up onto my knees, leaning over me and whispering how much of a bad girl I had been and how he really needed to teach me a lesson.

  I grabbed my toy and turned it on full power. Gently running it up and down my pussy lips, I reveled in the vibrations. I imagined Gabriel running his fingers up and down my ass, lightly playing with my lips, then smacking my ass over and over. I imagined him getting harder with each smack, then dipping those long fingers into my core, rubbing that secret spot only I had been able to reach. Calling out his name, I came long and hard, unable to hold in my screams of pleasure. God I had needed that. I turned off my toy and put it back in my toy box to clean later. I pulled the covers up and settled into my pillow. My phone vibrated and I knew it had to be him.

  “You’re welcome.” Oh my god, he knew. I smiled and blushed, even though I knew he couldn’t see me. I decided to be a brat, hoping that he had gone home and done the same thing.

  “You’re also welcome ;)”

  “Oh, really?”

  “Yes, sir, really. I know what you did ;)”

  “Oh, Lily, you’re quite the handful, aren’t you.”

  “You tell me, you had your hand on my ass.” I could picture him chuckling at this point.

  “LOL”, he replied. “Payback’s a bitch, keep that in mind.”

  “I intend to.”

  “Until tomorrow, then, my Lily.” HIS Lily? My heart melted a bit more.

  “Until tomorrow, Gabriel.”

  I put the phone on the charger and rolled over. Lying awake for a while, I took in everything that had happened in the last 24 hours. My heart ached, but it also hoped. I knew Gabriel was full of secrets and mystery and w
as completely unlike any man I had ever met. His commandeering side was scary but it was a turn on too. I wondered how deep his dark desires ran. Had I met my own personal version of Christian Grey? I then wondered how deep my own dark desires ran. I had initially been afraid of the spanking, but as soon as his hand had delivered that first slap, it was like a dam of emotions had broken inside me. The darkness of my past seemed to become a little lighter, and I was able to let go of some of the pain Ryan had caused me over the years. Was being dominated sexually something that I wanted? Could I give control over to Gabriel if he ever truly asked for it?

  I hugged my body pillow tightly, wishing it were Gabriel. I hadn’t wanted him to leave, but I knew it was for the best. My husband had just left me last night and I was in no state to jump headfirst into something new. I needed time to heal so when I was ready to love again, it would be with my whole heart. I could almost feel his arms around me as I waited for sleep to come. I whispered ‘Goodnight Gabriel’ and I could have sworn I heard ‘Goodnight beautiful’ in response.