Mia broke his thoughts. “Say something Jason.” Jason looked at her face peering at him over her shoulder.
“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time.”
His admission brought a smile to Mia’s face. She had thought about it often as she wrote her story, especially this last scene she’d been struggling with. She needed this as much as he did.
“Then do it, Jason. Spank me…please.” Her voice was quiet and Jason noted she was pleading a bit. The need in her eyes, the desire he saw told him without words that she wanted this too. She wanted his mark on her flesh, a mark he needed as proof.
“We need a camera,” he said, reminding her of the hunt.
Mia nodded towards the door. “There’s an instant camera in my office, on the shelf. It’s called a Photo Pro,” the words rushing out.
Jason left her tied and retrieved the camera.
“This is nice,” he said, pointing the camera at her. Mia turned her head at the sound of his voice and he clicked a picture. Out of the bottom, a white slide photo came shooting out. Jason pulled it away and watched the picture develop before his eyes. He stared for a while and then smiled. Mia’s beauty and surprised look were captured on the picture. Her hands tied over her head, her ass in the air, her eyes wide as he clicked the picture were now on print.
Jason climbed back on the bed, placing the camera near the pillows.
Mia didn’t ask what he was going to do. She just wanted him to do it. She wouldn’t plead or beg. She wanted his spankings as much as he wanted to give them.
She felt warm hands caress her back, running trails of tender sensations over her skin. He paused and then ran his hands over her ass, squeezing and spreading her plump buttocks. Jason moved her legs apart and trailed his fingers over the inside of her thighs. Mia knew she was soaking, the anticipation filling her excitedly. She’d never been spanked before. The thoughts she’d had these past weeks flew through her mind. Now she would know.
Caught in her thoughts, she hadn’t anticipated the first slap.
He caught the fleshy part of her right cheek, leaving a sting. She gasped unexpectedly, surprised. Quickly, another slap hit her other side. She jumped. And then another, repeatedly. She squirmed, tried to anticipate his movement but only drew more spankings. She groaned and then moaned. She yelped, feeling the same spot hit again, harder this time.
And then Jason stopped.
“How did that feel?” he asked, his fingers again moving on her thighs. Upward he went, touching her stinging cheeks and then back down, moving the tips of his fingers between the cleft of her cheeks, past her anus to her pussy. When he touched her, Mia felt her moisture seeping out. Jason’s fingers moved between her folds, her wetness making noises as his fingers dug into her.
“I’m thinking you like this, Mia,” Jason said, his voice lowered. “You’re soaked, Mia, so wet.” He plunged his finger inside and then added another, moving them in and out. Mia moaned, loving the feelings. Her ass was on fire and her pussy wanted more. “You taste so sweet, Mia, like a juicy peach,” and Mia opened her eyes as Jason pulled his fingers from his mouth. Oh, how she wanted that mouth eating her right now.
She saw Jason’s hand swing again and felt another sting followed by several more. She didn’t think she could take anymore. He had unleashed a need within her, a fire that was consuming her. The spanking sparked the flame and she wanted release.
“Fuck me, Jason,” she begged. “Fuck me now!”
“I need a good picture, Mia,” he slapped her ass with his full hand. Mia knew her buttocks were flaming red. Several more hits and then he paused. Mia relaxed, thinking he had what he needed and then another spank hit her backside. Mia yelled, telling him to stop. The camera flashed and a picture ejected. Jason put both aside and retrieved a condom from her table drawer.
Leaning over her, Jason pushed in quickly and Mia cried out. He fucked her with the fury she felt from the spanking. He didn’t pause, kept moving in and out quickly, her body taking the pounding. His pelvis kept driving into her flaming ass, adding pain to the pleasure his cock was giving her. Mia arched her body, pushing back at Jason as he prodded her anus, sliding a finger inside, and Mia exploded. Pleasure swarmed her body, as Jason’s cum filled her, squeezing her ass and fucking her holes.
Mia collapsed on the bed, Jason falling with her. God, what this man did to her. They laid there, catching their breath, breathing in unison.
When they could move, Jason pulled out and lay next to Mia. Her eyes were closed, her hair fallen into her face. Jason brushed her bangs aside, looking at her milky white skin and then her green eyes as she opened them. She was beautiful. He wanted her, all of her, not just for this game or any other game.
“Untie me, Jason,” she said quietly. The game was over. He got what he wanted and so did she. She had the next chapter in her story. Jason untied her arms and rubbed her wrists, getting the blood circulating again. Mia moved off the bed and walked to the bathroom. She stopped at the door and looked at Jason. He looked lost, unsure of what to do.
“Take your pictures and go,” she said, and closed the door behind her.
Chapter Nine
Inside Hannigan’s Jason threw the picture on the table the fraternity sat around. All eyes widened, seeing the sight of a woman’s naked buttocks reddened with one large handprint on the right cheek. Several men said ‘holy shit’ and another whistled.
“You win, again,” Mike said, taking an envelope out of his back pocket and handing it to Jason. Jason grabbed for the envelope but Mike held on to his end.
“You better do right by her, Jason. She’s an amazing woman and I don’t even know her, but if you don’t do something, I will.” Mike shook his head, looking incredulously at Jason. “To let you do this and let you walk away every time, that takes a very confident woman or a stupid one and Mia didn’t come across as being stupid, Jason.” Mike stopped talking and stared at Jason. Something was there, something Mike hadn’t seen before.
“She was just a target, wasn’t she?” Mike asked. Jason nodded. “But now, she’s something more, isn’t she?” Jason nodded again. “So what are you going to do now?” Mike asked.
Jason knew he wanted Mia but he didn’t know what approach to take to get her. The hunts were easy; find the target, get it and win. He then moved on, but with Mia, he didn’t want to move on; he couldn’t move on. He wanted her. She was the prize. Jason poured himself a beer and listened to the others talk about their targets and failed acquisitions. He noticed that John and Terry had left with Tina and Jules. They’d gotten wise when the games got serious. Maybe now was the time he got serious about something other than scavenger hunts.
Serious. That’s what it was with Mia. It was serious. It may have started as a game but now, it was more, much more. He just needed one more scavenger hunt and he’d get her.
***
Her fingernails clipped along the keys, her mind reeling a mile a minute, the story flowing out into words, images put into print. Over and over, flashes of yesterday’s bondage and spanking fell onto her screen. Of her, tied and begging. Of Jason spanking her and bringing her pleasure. Mia’s nipples puckered against her camisole and her panties were wet already. She wanted to be spanked again. Thinking about Jason and his hands stinging her flesh added to the heat of another scorching day as she stripped to her underwear when she got home.
She relived his domination in words, images she painted from her memories, from her body reacting to the memories. Pages passed by, her fingers moving as quickly as they could, spelling mistakes jumping up onto the screen, her voice, passive at times, little squiggly lines the computer made when an error was typed. She didn’t care; she kept typing, not wanting to miss any detail that was important.
As soon as the last thought was on the screen, she stopped and let out a breath, one she’d probably held during the hours of typing. Mia scanned the room and saw she hadn’t read the mail earlier. She grabbed the three envelopes and saw junk mail, a
bank notice and a letter from one of the publishers she sent her manuscript too. She opened that one first, dreading the moment she would hear her work wasn’t good enough.
Mia opened the three folds slowly and began to read.
“We are pleased to announce we’ve selected your manuscript ‘Forever Yours’ for publication. Please contact…” and the letter went on, telling her the name of the agent and editor she would be working with. Mia read the letter again and again, not quiet believing it. Waiting four long months to finally be told yes, it was a dream come true-- her, a published author to be. Goodbye, wicked-witch, hello writing. Mia danced and jumped up and down, taking to herself, saying ‘Oh my God’ over and over when the doorbell rang. She ran to the door, wanting to tell whoever it was about her wonderful news.
She threw open the door and Jason’s tall frame filled the doorway.
She gulped.
“Do you always answer the door in your underwear or were you waiting for me?” his tone light, his smile devilish.
“I’ve just got the best news, Jason,” she said holding up the letter.
“Tell me later. I’m on another scavenger hunt.” He walked in and sat on the couch. Mia followed, annoyed that he ignored her excitement.
“What is it this time?” she asked, sitting on the chair across from him. This hunt caught her by surprise. They shouldn’t be meeting again for another few weeks.
Jason pulled a slip of paper out of his front pocket and held it up to read. “You must find the woman of your dreams and do whatever you can to make her yours.” He looked up at Mia who was staring at the floor and then saw the tears in her eyes when she lifted her head and looked up at him.
“What’s the prize?” she tried to keep her voice even.
“A lot of living, more laughter than you can stand, and all the loving that you can handle,” he said, reminding her of the tattoo on his back. The look on his face wasn’t one she’d seen before. It was his boyish charm look but also the look of a man who’d found more than he bargained for.
“I like to win, Mia. I think you know that I like clear, concrete targets. I like plans that are defined on how to get my targets and win.” Mia nodded. “Relationships confuse me, they’re not simple but I want this with you, Mia. I want a relationship outside of the hunts.”
“Even if it’s unclear, confusing and messy?” Mia held her breath. Two dreams coming true in one day were more than she could ask for.
“Especially all those times.”
“What’s the time limit?”
“For this particular hunt, I’m hoping for a lifetime,” he paused, “if you’ll have me.”
“What do I get out of it?” Mia asked and Jason laughed, knowing when she started to negotiate terms, she was seriously considering doing it.
“Me, adoring you, loving you, wanting you,” Jason stood, walked to her chair and knelt before her. “Mia, this started out as a game, a scavenger hunt, but I wanted you from the moment I saw you. As the stakes kept getting raised, you were the only one I wanted to hunt. I’m in love with you Mia, and I don’t even know you, but I want to. Everything about you, I want to spend a lifetime getting to know you, learning about you.”
Mia looked at Jason, wondering when she fell in love with him. It didn’t matter. He was offering her the most perfect scavenger hunt; the hunt for love.
“Whatever you want, it’s yours. Just say yes.”
Mia looked at the man who kneeled before her. He was offering her everything she could want but she only wanted one thing. Him.
She put her hands on Jason’s face and pulled him towards her. Her soft kisses, like tiny whispers, glossed over his lips and then the kiss grew powerful, engulfing them both until they couldn’t breath.
They broke apart.
“Don’t make me wait, Mia,” Jason said. “When it comes to the hunt, I am very determined.”
Mia smiled.
“I know,” she said, making him wait for an answer. “My story was accepted, they’re going to publish it.”
Jason read the letter and a big grin covered his face. He pulled Mia in for another scorching kiss.
“I had a feeling when I met you something good was going to happen and it has. I’m so happy for you, Mia.” He paused, his face serious again, “Now, what about us?”
“You really are determined, aren’t you?” Mia laughed. “Did we win last night?” she asked, trying to act just as serious about the scavenger hunt.
“Yes, we did win.” Jason cocked one of his brows.
“Then hand over my money,” she said.
He pulled out the envelope with her money, opened it and handed it to her.
Three thousand dollars, not bad for having a fantasy come true.
“Well?” he asked sounding impatient.
“To a relationship?” she questioned taking her time answering him. “Yes. I’ll go on this scavenger hunt with you…anytime.”
Jason grabbed Mia, wrapping her in a hug and kissing her face.
“I’m glad you were a Capricorn,” he said, holding her face close to his.
“So am I,” she smiled and kissed her hunter.
About the Author
Michele Imiola is a former Army officer who has served and lived around the world. She uses her experiences for the plots and settings for her books and stories.
The mother of two daughters, Michele and her family are still on the move going wherever the Army assigns her husband. When not writing or working, Michele reads voraciously. An avid biker, Michele can be seen riding through whatever town, city or country she lives in this year as she plots her next story.
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