After the wedding ceremony, Inara found herself in a familiar situation, which was being in a car alone with Lemuel.
The only difference was that, they were in their wedding clothes and she was seated beside him in the Range Rover that had brought him to church. The luggage she had carefully packed the previous night was in the booth and a low jazzy music was playing in the car as he navigated them through the streets.
Inara recognized the apartment where he had punished her and quickly looked away. That hadn’t been funny.
After Inara stopped crying, sleep overtook her and she found herself in her wedding dress, studying her reflection in the mirror at the dresser in Lemuel’s room.It then occurred to her that he had earlier yanked her wedding dress off her. How could she be wearing it now? Then it dawned on her that she was in a dream. She gasped as words formed a sentence across the surface of the mirror like smears of dripping blood. The Last Dare is Lifted, it read.
When the door swung open, she saw that he had changed into dark grey pajamas but without the top on. Seeing him all bare chested again made her catch her breath and he walked straight towards her and enveloped her in his arms. Feeling soothed and seeing his earlier anger gone, she responded, circling her arms around him.“I really want a bath sir.”“You’ll have one now Nara, come with me.”
All Inara could think about was what was about to happen. He wrapped his hand around her waist and broke the kiss to brush her hair gently away from her face, his hazel eyes taking in her green ones.Damn, he really loved those eyes with the long lashes. They always, always did him in and he really liked it. He started to kiss her again. Her lips were so soft and felt so good pressing against his.Her hands came up instinctively, circling around his neck and he could feel her fingernails tentatively playing along the back of his scalp as the kiss continued slowly and he could almost feel her heart beating against his chest.He slowly slid his hands up and down over her back, her body pressing up against his. Then he broke the kiss and slowly worked his lips along her jaw and back towards her ear, gently nibbling on it and planting soft k
Inara lay beside him in the aftermath of their lovemaking, her mind entirely befuddled about how shamelessly she had cried out in the throes of her pleasure beneath him.His voice whispering sweet words in her ears, coaxing her on was also something she had greatly enjoyed. It made her body want more which brought another source of shame to her. She also felt some ache between her legs and groaned.“Time to ease your sore sweetheart.” he said and carried her off the bed, taking her back to the bathroom where she welcomed a warm bath, allowing the water to soothe her. Then he left to change the sheets and she heard him using the washing machine.When he returned, he joined her in the tub and began washing her again gently, until she felt all the shyness leaving her body. When he grabbed her hand, bringing it to massage his hardening shaft, her eyes widened as she felt it swelling in her hand but he just chuckled in amusement.“Better stop
Inara was happy to meet the Cook, a funny pot-bellied man who emerged from the kitchen, which was a door away from the dinning. He dished the food himself from the bowls into two separate plates for both her and Lemuel.“You are both going to be dreaming of this delicacy for days to come. I took my time and ensured all my culinary skills were poured into this, seeing as it’s also a welcome meal for your lovely new bride.”“Thank you.” Inara said, smiling. He looked and sounded funny, reminding her ofSuper Mario. She liked him already.
Inara’s mind was away from the punishment. She believed she could stand the one she had chosen and relaxed as he drove toCornerstone,a hotel she had once been to with Zee to swim. She liked it because it was not crowded. When they got there, Lemuel purchased swimming trunks and while he wore shorts and remained bare chested, she chose one that looked like a dress, covering her mid-thigh and wrapping snugly around her body. He appreciated her modesty.At the pool, there were other people swimming inside but he had his eyes on her. A playlist of upbeat instrum
Inara was excited when she saw that Lemuel was driving them towardsOxbow,the restaurant where he had engaged her. His mood so far had been nice so she was hoping that this time at the Oxbow, she would get to eat what she wanted. As though reading her mind when they sat down, he asked what she had wanted the first time he had brought her there.“Barbecued Lamb.” she answered.“You do like good food.” he commented, making
Inara had an adequate sleep. It was the kind where you did not find yourself in any dream but remained nonexistent until you finally woke up, realizing that you’re a human being that actually exists. It was satisfying.She sat up on the bed and stretched her body, noticing that Lemuel was up already. She had come to know that he was an early riser. She herself had never been one. She was quite lazy and that with no apologies.A gnawing thought began to trouble her mind as she remembered her concealed meal from last night. It occurred to her that she could not quite recollect where she had thrashed her snack wrappings.She had been so tense with the fear of being caught, which had set her in so much of a hurry that she probably must have left evidence. Inara fervently hoped that was not the case.In a fresh wave of anxiety, she got off the bed, noticing from a glance at the wall clock that it was a few minutes to 7:00 am. Lemuel entered the room then