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She couldn’t open her eyes. She was trying to catch her breath.
He kissed her forehead and then all over her face. “You’re safe. I love you.” Those were the same words he said to her every morning when she woke up. She felt them deep in her soul. His reassurance. His reaffirmation that she was alive and free and his.
Free. There was so much freedom in what they’d just done. Why did that word come to mind?
She didn’t pay attention to where they were going, still unable to lift her eyelids, but soon Damon lowered to sitting, rocked her closer to his body, and kissed her face again. “I need you to drink some water, baby.” He tipped her back. The top of a water bottle touched her lips.
She whimpered and tried to turn away, uncertain she could swallow.
“Open those pretty brown eyes, Gemma. Look at me.”
She blinked several times before focusing on him.
“You need to drink, baby,” he repeated, bringing the water bottle to her lips once more.
She tried. For him. Because it seemed important to him.
After a few sips, she realized she was thirsty and managed to remember how to swallow. The cool liquid felt so good running down her throat as if she’d been screaming for hours. Maybe she had.
“Good girl,” he praised.
Eventually, he removed the water bottle. He continued to hold her though, stroking her body everywhere except her ass which he was carefully not touching. He had his knees parted wide and was keeping her skin off his pants. Her skirt was still up around her waist, leaving her butt bare to the cool air.
She had no idea how much time went by before she took a breath and looked at him again. She said the first pressing thing on her mind. “Am I bleeding?”
He shook his head. “No, baby. I’d never break your skin. It just feels like it.” He stroked her cheek with his thumb.
She glanced around. “Where is everyone else?”
“They went upstairs to the offices to give you some privacy. How do you feel?”
She gave him a slow smile. “That was the most intense, amazing experience of my life. Is it always like that?”
He smiled in return. “It might be even more intense next time because you’ll know what to expect and won’t be afraid to let yourself slide into subspace.”
“Subspace…” She’d heard of it, maybe.
“Yes. That disconnected feeling you experienced. I could practically see the exact moment when you floated out of your body. It scares some people.”
“I loved it.”
“I thought so.”
“Am I strange?”
“Not at all. There’s no such thing as strange anyway. Everyone is different. You’re a bit of a masochist, Gemma. I suspected as much every time I spanked you, especially considering how often you wanted me to do so. But adding other toys that are more powerful than my palm pushed you further.”
She kept grinning. “Will you do it again?”
He chuckled. “Yes. If it’s something you need and enjoy, but not often. It’s going to be a few days before I’ll be willing to spank your bottom again. You need a bath with Epsom salts, and then I’ll rub a salve into your skin. You’ll probably want to sleep on your stomach tonight.”
“Mmm.” Sounded like heaven. “Can I see it?”
“When you’re ready. I’ll take you to the full-length mirror in the locker room.”
“It felt like there was surely a long cut across me. I didn’t even care. It felt so good. Like a boulder lifted off me. I can’t describe it.”
He nodded. “Lots of people describe it similarly. You’re not alone.”
