I reached down and caressed her hand, and Rita closed her eyes and shuddered. I slipped my hand into hers and squeezed. She opened her eyes and let them fall on our joined hands. I let go of her hand and put my arm around her. Rita stiffened for a moment, and then her body seemed to mold into mine as she relaxed. We sat there for a few minutes without saying anything.
Rita looked up to me and licked her lips. I leaned down and kissed her, a gentle kiss to assure her that it was okay. Her arm slid around my waist, and she pulled me closer. Our kiss broke, and she looked defeated.
I could imagine what Rita had gone through the last few months. Our movie had been released, and she was busy making sure it was a success. This was a big deal for her because it was the first one she’d produced, and her daughter had been the lead character.
Then Trip had been shot. I wouldn’t know what to do if I heard that Coby had been hurt like that. Trip was still recovering from his wounds. When they returned to LA, he had another surgery scheduled to hopefully repair the nerve damage and help him get more mobility out of his arm.
On top of that, she had to move her household back to LA, and Halle was about to shoot her first movie where she was expected to carry it. If anyone understood what her daughter was going through, it was Rita.
“David, I can’t do this.”
“You need this. I can tell you need to get this out of your system.”
She didn’t say anything. It was time for me to take charge.
“Strip,” I ordered.
She blinked at me and licked her lips. I could tell she was about to throw me out of her house.
“Don’t make me tell you twice,” I said with some menace in my voice.
This was almost impossible for me to do. I cared for Rita. She was a mentor and someone I liked a lot. I could tell things were worse than I expected when she stood up and unzipped the summer dress she was wearing. It fell off her shoulders and pooled at her feet. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
I sucked in my breath. Seeing Rita James naked had that effect on a guy. She did not need a body double if she decided to do a nude scene. It took me a moment to focus on the task at hand. I now had to do what I loathed: spank her.
I retreated into my head as I made her bend over my lap. To swat her butt, I had to fight every instinct I had. I flinched when I heard the crack of my hand as it connected and the cry of surprise from Rita. She decided to fight me at that point, but I remembered what I had to do. I paddled her bottom until it was a hot, almost glowing, magenta. Halfway through, she began to cry. I stopped when she became a sobbing mess.
She grabbed me with all her might and howled into my chest.
“How could he do that to my baby!” she screamed.
The raw emotions were too much for me, and I found I had tears streaming down my cheeks. Hearing Rita’s cries of pain was probably the most heart-wrenching thing I’d ever experienced. She cried and cried. My heart broke for her as I watched this beautiful, strong woman completely lose it. We’re talking blotchy red skin, mascara running down her face, and snot bubbles coming out of her nose. For her to be able to be like this with me meant she trusted me completely. You can never let yourself go unless you’re with someone you trust completely.
When she finally stopped crying, my shirt was a mess.
“I should probably take this off,” I said.
Rita looked at my shirt, and I could tell she was embarrassed. I pulled it off and handed it to her so she could wipe her face. When she was done, she looked me in the eyes.
“This is so wrong,” she said.
“No, it’s not. This is me helping you. I know you have my back. Just let me have yours,” I said.
She kissed me for saying that. What followed was frantic and hard. If it had been up to me, I would have worshipped her and been loving and gentle, but that wasn’t what she needed. The second part was about healing. She wanted to have a massive orgasm. I knew that when I had one, all was right with the world.
When it was finally over, I was dazed. Rita grabbed her sundress, slipped it back on, and left me lying naked in the middle of the floor. Brook and Halle miraculously appeared. They must have watched us on the security feed.
“So, we’re dating a little over a week, and you’re already bedding another woman,” Brook said with a half-smile that told me she was teasing.
“I’m sorry. This wasn’t what I planned,” I said, suddenly feeling awful.
“Stop right there. Halle explained it to me, and after seeing it, I understand. But at some point, we need to have a long talk,” Brook said, getting serious.
“Brook, I want us to work. I want to be only yours and see where this takes us. I have no plans of straying ever again,” I said.
“Could he stray just one more time?” Halle asked.
“No,” Brook said.
“It was worth a try. Now get dressed. You’re taking Brook and me out for pizza at Monical’s.”
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