“If we can. We want to get the most out
of our money tomorrow, don’t we?”
“I never dreamed I’d make love in a
dungeon, with racks and spanking benches and things.” She’d thought vanilla sex
pretty hot and wild until now. How much spicier and sensual could it get?
“We seem to be doing a lot of new
things together. I’m having fun. Are you?”
“Loads.” She towel dried her wet hair,
brushed it, then found a rubber band and tied it up so it wouldn’t drip onto
everything.
“We’ve gotta thank Caryne and Nate. If
not for them, we wouldn’t know how good cookie dough tastes on bare skin.” Gage
sprayed a swig of cologne on, filling the entire bathroom with the masculine
aroma.
That stopped her dead. Caryne. Nate.
Baby. Betrayal.
She tried to shake it off and tried to banish
them from her mind. “I don’t want to talk about them. This is our night. They’re not worth our
breath.”
He nodded. “Okay.”
Then he reentered the bedroom, grabbed
the remote, and turned on the DVD player. The movie soundtrack filled the air,
blasting. Hurriedly, he turned down the volume to a sane level.
He laid down and waited for her. When
she was cuddled up to him, he pulled a blanket over them, making them snug and
cozy.
Enjoying the cuddling she curled her
arm around his waist. She was beginning to think friends with benefits wasn’t
such a bad thing.
Friends?
Was that all they were?
She didn’t want to think about it too
hard. Her brain was fried enough so she tried to focus on the movie. She needed
to have a clue what to do the next day in the dungeon.
She gasped. The hero dom tied up his heroine sub with ropes on her hands
and feet. Then he stretched her across the bed. Next he picked up his whip,
ordered her not to move or laugh and trailed the ends along her body, tickling
her. When she writhed and giggled, he pronounced she had disobeyed and needed
to be obedienced.
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