Risqué Business (Club Risqué #8)

Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5

R achel had been working for them for two weeks, and Jake couldn’t believe the difference it had already made to the entire family. He’d gotten a little glimpse of what it could be like during Rachel’s interview, but the reality was even better.

With plenty of sleep and enough time for herself, Charlotte was like a different woman.

And he was reaping the benefits of her renewed energy and libido. Hopefully, next week, they’d even get back to visiting Club Risqué.

But most of all, he was relieved.

“So….” he began that evening as they got ready for bed. “Now that you’re fully rested and I know you’re not going to fall asleep with my cock inside you, I think we should address your recent lack of care for yourself.”

“Now Jake…” Charlotte raised a hand in front of her, but he cut her off.

“Nope. I let you have your time, but you were stubborn, Charlotte, and you didn’t look after my woman. Now it’s punishment time.” He feigned a stern expression.

Charlotte bit her lip, not in the least bit worried, her eyes sparkling in a way that had been missing for months.

“Should I be worried?” she teased, her long, dark hair framing her face. It made a great leash.

“Absolutely,” Jake said, pressing a quick kiss to her knuckles before letting go of her hands. He walked over to his bedside cabinet, pulling open the doors to reveal an array of kinky toys. They were limited to what they could use at home. His favourite single-tailed whip was out, but there were still plenty of options.

He picked out a few items and placed them strategically on the bed. "I think it's time to make use of these."

Charlotte stared, a little hesitation, a little anticipation in her expression. "We haven't played like this in a while," she said breathily.

Jake threw her a wicked grin. "That's right, but you need to be reminded of how important you are," he said. "You've been neglecting yourself sweetheart, and what’s more, you wilfully hid it from me. That's not alright… and naughty girls get punished, don’t they, pet?"

Her brown eyes went wide, but she nodded like the good girl he knew she was.

“Now strip and get over my knee.” He patted his thigh, deliberately dropping all the playfulness.

Charlotte hesitated for another second, and Jake raised an eyebrow, mobilising her into action.

She hurried to undress, her clothes falling softly to the floor as Jake watched, intently.

"Good girl," he said softly when she was completely bare before him. He saw the shiver that coursed through her as she stepped towards him, the goosebumps erupting on her skin in anticipation. He feasted his eyes on her, taking in every inch of her exposed body. With a small gulp, she draped herself across his knee, bracing herself for what was to come as if it were the first time.

Jake ran a hand gently over her buttocks, his touch causing her to shudder. He let it linger for a couple of seconds, allowing the tension to build while he studied the instruments he'd laid out on the bed earlier - each designed to punish and pleasure in equal measure.

“Remember your safe word," Jake whispered into her ear. He patted her behind gently. "I know we don’t normally use it for bedroom scenes, but it’s been a while since we played like this. Use it if you need to, okay?"

She nodded, swallowing hard, and Jake picked up a paddle. This one was new. Charlotte hadn’t seen it yet. It had a heart carved out of the wood, which would transfer its mark to her butt and thighs. He intended to give her a lasting reminder of how much she was loved.

The first spank was sharp and precise. Charlotte jerked slightly, a gasp escaping her lips. He waited for a heartbeat or two before spanking her again. This time, she seemed more prepared and barely flinched.

Jake’s heart pounded with each spank he administered. The marks appeared just as he hoped; heart shapes imprinted onto her skin in various shades of pink and red. He was careful to spread them out, so he didn’t hit the same spot twice in a row. He wanted his marks to stand out.

“Doing okay?” Jake asked after a particularly loud smack echoed off the walls, winding his fist around her long hair and pulling her head back so he could look into Charlotte’s eyes.

She met his gaze with a flush creeping over her face and nodded, "Yes, Sir."

Pleased, he continued. Varying between light taps and harder smacks until Charlotte’s squirms became more insistent and she started to pant. He felt between her legs, finding her soaking, and his already hard cock jerked in his pants. It had been far too long since he’d enjoyed his wife this way. They needed this unique connection.

His fingers delved into her wet heat, first one, then a second, and he teased her until she was writhing and bucking on his lap.

"Good girl," Jake murmured into her ear, his voice a purr of satisfaction. He could feel the heat radiating from her skin where he'd spanked her, could smell the sweet scent of her arousal. His own desire was a burning, insistent force within him, straining against the confines of his trousers.

He pulled his hand away from between her legs, leaving her mewling in dissatisfaction.

"No," she whimpered softly, trying to press herself back onto his hand.

"Patience," Jake teased, standing and lifting Charlotte in his arms. “We’ve waited this long. I think we can manage a few more minutes, don’t you?”

Charlotte was quiet. He had the distinct feeling she didn’t want to wait at all, but he stretched things out, nevertheless.

Placing her gently on the bed he began to undress himself, savouring the anticipation in her eyes as he revealed his muscular body to her eager gaze. Once he was naked, he rejoined Charlotte on the bed.

He picked up another toy – a small bullet vibrator – and turned it on to its lowest setting. Guided by the light from their bedside lamp, he traced it over her body. Along her collarbone, between her breasts, and around her puckered areola. She quivered at its touch, the sensation causing goosebumps to erupt over her skin. Thrusting her breasts up, she silently begged him to touch her where she wanted it the most, but Jake deliberately avoided her pretty, pouting nipples and continued over the soft swell of her belly and down one thigh.

“Jake, please….” Charlotte begged, arching off the mattress.

His fingers slipped between her thighs, spreading her warmth and wetness before finally allowing the vibrator to dip into her heat. Charlotte’s whimper nearly undid him, but he clenched his jaw and focused on the task at hand.

He moved it in slow circles around her clit, each round ramping up the tension a notch higher. Her body writhed under him, a symphony of moans and whimpers escaping from the lips she kept biting.

Without warning, he moved the vibrator to a higher setting. A sharp gasp tore from Charlotte's throat as she grasped onto the sheets beneath them. He moved it over her swollen clit, sending jolts of pleasure through every inch of her body. "Jake! Noooo…." She cried out plaintively as he snatched the toy away seconds before her climax hit.

“Not without me inside you,” he told her, his own voice rough and strained.

He couldn’t wait any longer. Couldn’t bear not being inside her. Covering Charlotte with his body, he spread her thighs wide and plunged into her waiting heat in a single thrust.

She gasped sharply, bucking off the bed as he filled her to the hilt. Her arms snaked around his neck, pulling his body flush against hers as he began to move within her.

Jake watched as Charlotte bit her lower lip, her eyes fluttering closed. The sight of her beneath him, utterly lost in the pleasure he was giving her, was too much. He could feel himself approaching his own climax.

“Look at me,” he demanded, his voice thick with arousal.

She obeyed immediately, her eyes fluttering open to meet his heated gaze.

“That’s it… I want to see you when you come for me.”

He reached between their bodies, flicking the vibrator once more over her swollen clit. Charlotte cried out as he sped up his thrusts, each one harder and deeper than before. The room filled with the sounds of their ragged breathing and the squelch of wet skin slapping together.

Suddenly, Charlotte froze beneath him as an intense orgasm ripped through her body. "Jake!" She cried out, her nails digging into his back as her inner walls clenched around him.

Feeling Charlotte climax around him sent Jake over the edge. He grunted, burying his face in her neck as he came. Pleasure surged through him, intense and pure, causing his body to shudder uncontrollably.

Panting heavily, he collapsed on top of her, their chests heaving.

Once he regained some semblance of control over his limbs, Jake rolled off of Charlotte, and pulled her into his embrace.

He brushed the sweat-drenched hair away from her face and peered at her through half-lidded eyes. The glow of contentment on her face made him smile. It had been missing for far too long.

“I love you,” she whispered, her fingers tracing a heart on his pecs, mimicking the imprint left on her buttocks from the paddle.

Jake felt a warmth spread in his chest as they lay there enjoying the afterglow and the silent peace that followed their passion.

Eventually, he eased away, and Charlotte lay still, catching her breath

"I'm going to get some lotion and water," he told her, rising from the bed. "Don't move."

Charlotte obeyed, her eyes flickering closed as she sunk into the mattress, boneless.

Jake returned quickly, carrying a glass of water and a bottle of aftercare lotion. Handing Charlotte the cold glass of water, he watched as she took small sips between her slowing breaths. Once she was done, he placed it away on the bedside table and rolled her onto her stomach.

Uncapping the lotion bottle, he poured a small amount onto his hands, rubbing them together to warm it up as he admired his handiwork, the heart-shaped marks clearly visible on her skin even in the dim light of the room. He brushed his fingertips tenderly across her warm skin, enjoying that slight twitch of sensitivity as he massaged it gently into her skin; long, soothing strokes that were meant to alleviate any discomfort from the spanking.

"You're so beautiful,” Jake murmured with a soft smile, studying her relaxed features as he continued his ministrations with care. “And it's important that you look after yourself properly. That you allow me to do it. I need you by my side, Charlotte. I need you happy and healthy and so do the children.”

“I’m sorry,” Charlotte whispered. “I honestly didn’t realise how bad it had gotten until Rachel took over some of the load. I thought I could do it all myself. Thought I was letting myself down if I didn’t. I got too caught up in my fears of the past and I didn’t see that I was actually letting you all down by refusing the help I knew I needed.”

Jake leaned in and kissed her forehead. “You don’t need to be superwoman, Charlotte. You've always been the strongest person I know, but even superheroes need a break sometimes. And I’m here for you. I’ll always be here for you and our children. Let me help carry the load until you feel ready to take it back. I might not be able to be here during the day, but I can make sure you always have the help you need."

Jake climbed back into bed, and Charlotte felt a wave of gratitude wash over her. She squeezed Jake's hand in silent appreciation, letting go of the remainder of the weight she had been carrying for far too long.

He gathered her up, and as they lay together in comforting silence, Charlotte knew deep down that accepting help was not a sign of weakness but a testament to the strength of their bond. With Jake by her side, she felt empowered to face whatever challenges lay ahead with courage and grace, knowing she didn't have to do everything alone.

They were a team. And there was no ‘I' in team.