Page 162 of The Chase


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“I’ll make time.” Beck dragged a couple of mugs from the cabinet.

Sunrise was approaching the horizon when they carried their cups of java outside and each claimed a chair near the infinity-edge pool.

“If what you’re saying is true, that she wanted to taste our kinks, then we can’t punish her,” Beck said.

“I don’t like what I saw, but no.”

“Look, she wanted more than a mere lesson last night. And I was able to knock down her walls and help her purge more of her grief over Abel.”

That took the wind out of Seth’s sails. “She finally broke down and cried?”

“Like a baby,” Beck said. “It was beautiful. And it broke my fucking heart.”

“Damn.” Seth really wished now that he’d been there to witness her breakthrough. “I don’t know how much aftercare you usually give at the club—”

“This isn’t my first rodeo. She was so damn vulnerable. Of course, I drowned her in aftercare.”

“Thank fuck. Hey… I swear, the night we were together, I didn’t do anything she didn’t beg for.”

“I didn’t, either.” Beck fell quiet. “But I didn’t mean to get as rough I did. When I realized she was about to break and that I could tear down some of the walls she’d raised between her and us…I laid into her. Eventually, she couldn’t separate her mental anguish from her physical pain.”

Seth understood…in theory. And on one hand, he was glad Beck had been able to crack their girl open. On the other, those marks proved the lashing had been painful.

“Why don’t you walk me through last night?” Seth suggested. “I’ll do the same when you’re through.”

If they swapped stories, they stood a better chance of staying on the same page where Heavenly was concerned. That would never happen if they didn’t communicate.

Beck drew in a deep breath and laid everything out for Seth. The story was moving…but impossibly hard to stomach.

“She took all that? And didn’t safe word out?”

“Nope.” Beck sighed heavily. “It surprised me, too.”

“Christ.” Seth let out a stunned breath. “Do you think… Is she a pain slut?”

“No. She even told me she didn’t want that kind of play often.”

“Hearing that must have been like someone pissing in your cornflakes.”

Beck flashed him a wry smile. “Ha ha. Actually, it didn’t hurt my feelings at all.”

Whoa. That was a news flash. “Are you seriously thinking about hanging up your whip, sadist?”

Beck shrugged. “Maybe. And weirdly, I don’t think I’ll miss it.”

“I thought that shit was wired into your DNA.”

“I did, too—for a long time. But introducing Heavenly to the lifestyle has been far more interesting and fulfilling.”

“Well, shit. Looks like I’ll have to come up with a new nickname for you. I’ve always called you Dr. Sarcasm-and-Pain.” Seth sent him a sidelong smirk.

“Fuck you,” Beck groused with a grin, then sobered. “Tell me about your night with her.”

Seth drew in a deep breath and explained his Sunday evening with their girl. His cock stirred just thinking about Heavenly in those pretty spiked heels and that sexy see-through “uniform.” He couldn’t wait for her to wear it again.

“I never did any role-play at the club, but after what you described…” Beck sent him a lurid grin. “I’d like to be there the next time she’s in the mood to play servant girl.”

“It would be hot as fuck to tag-team her.”

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