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He frowned. "Can you hear buzzing?"
Savvie choked out, "I think it's the elevator. Maybe it needs servicing?"
"Maybeyouneed servicing," I rumbled, nostrils flaring as I attempted to contain my laughter. My lips twisted as I bit the insides of my cheek, and I waited and waited for the doors to open again.
When Eloise and her husband stepped off, I let them turn toward their door before I tugged her out.
She blew out a breath. "I'm not going to make it."
I picked her up in a fireman's lift, one of my favorites since my knee had healed, and I carried her down the hallway toward our door.
It was easy to key in the code, and it was easer still in this position to spank her ass as I walked us over to the bedroom.
"No fair!" she sniped, wriggling so much that I almost dropped her.
When I slapped her ass again, she yelped, which had the cat darting from out of nowhere and knocking over a goddamn vase.
Neither of us cared about the vase. Savvie was too busy moaning as I dug my fingers against the seam of her crotch, pushing against the vibrator until I felt the heavy vibrations against the tips.
"Oh, fuck," she mewled, the deep thudding sensation not seeming to be diminished by her still wearing underwear and pants.
"That's what I want to hear," I growled then tossed her onto the bed, letting her bounce a couple times.
Following her descent onto the mattress, I grabbed the neckline of her camisole and I tore it off her. She shrieked, but I just snarled, "After teasing me with those fucking tits of yours, what do you expect?"
A lustful groan escaped her as she scrabbled at her fly, and I helped her drag her pants down even as I took one of her nipples into my mouth and bit down, hard enough to make her squeal before I slapped the inside of her thigh and told her, "Over."
She obeyed, rolling over and holding her arms back for my attention.
On her wrists, she wore her charm bracelet, but a pair of dainty cuffs graced them too. They had small loops on them which hooked to her crotchless panties. Panties I’d brought with me as another gift today.
I dragged off the remains of the camisole then restrained her with her arms behind her back, murmuring, "Roll onto your knees."
Savannah and grace didn't go together in the bedroom on a regular day, never mind when her hands were restrained—she was much too eager for that. But seeing her scramble into position made my dick ache.
"What do you want me to do, little one?"
She froze. "Huh?"
"I'll let you be boss today."
With her weight on her shoulders, and the position shoving her face into the covers, she twisted around and stared at me with gluttonously large pupils.
"You said you had a flogger."
"For punishments." My lips curved. "You’ve behaved. For once."
She groaned, her breathing coming hot and heavy as she shoved her face back into the duvet.
I dragged my hands over the curve of her ass, short, blunt nails scoring lines into her flesh. I knew what that groan meant, knew why she’d hidden her expression from me.
"Have you been bad, Savvie?"
She groaned again. "Maybe."
"What did you do?"
A heavy sigh whispered from her lips. "I told the others what happened on Sunday."
