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He slid a finger inside her. A sexy shudder moved through her, her cunt spasming around his finger. In spite of himself, his cock was hard again.
He pulled his hand away. Drawing her close, he murmured in her hair, “I like it when you’re on fire.”
“Yes, Sir,” she replied throatily.
Beau reached for the water and turned it off. Lia slipped out of the stall and returned a moment later with a large bath towel. Still dripping wet herself, she dropped to her knees as he stepped out on the mat.
Looking up at him, she said in her sweet, husky voice, “May I dry you, Sir?”
He smiled down at her. “Yes, sub girl. You may dry me and then yourself. Then you will kneel by the bed so I can give you your morning mark. You do have an appropriate impact toy for the task, I assume?”
Her pupils had dilated as he spoke, her gaze softening as her lips parted. “Yes, Sir,” she breathed. “I have a flogger and a cane, Sir.”
He nodded, power pleasantly heating his blood at the prospect of marking her.
“Good girl. First the mark. Then we need to talk.”
Chapter 28
Lia welcomed the white-hot kiss of the cane as it sliced across her ass. “Thank you, Sir,” she managed to gasp.
“You’re welcome, my love.”
She started to rise, but his hand on her lower back stopped her as he sat on the bed beside her. “Stay where you are until I give you permission to move.”
A pleasant whoosh of submissive satisfaction moved through her at his command. “Yes, Master Beau.”
Master Beau.
The words tripped so easily from her lips now. They felt… right.
“I think it’s a good idea if we take some time this morning to talk things through and figure out where we go from here.”
“Yes, Sir,” she said into the mattress. She couldn’t quite repress a sudden pang of unease. Was he pulling back?
Stop buying trouble, she ordered herself. He was right. A lot had happened in the space of a very short time. It was only sensible to take stock of where they were.
He took his hand from her back. “Do you have any of Aubrey’s miracle salve handy?”
At the mention of the salve, she refocused on the pleasant, stinging throb of the welt he’d gifted her. “Yes, Sir. I have some in my gear bag, which is under the bed.”
Beau rolled from the bed and crouched down to retrieve the bag. Sitting again beside her, he unzipped it and peered inside. With her head turned to the side, she was able to see what he was doing.
“Interesting,” he said as he rummaged through the contents. “Leather wrist cuffs… Ankle cuffs…” He barked a laugh as he pulled out the ball gag, leather straps holding a bright pink ball. “Now, this is a surprise. Somehow, I don’t see you as a sub who willingly lets someone put a ball gag in her mouth.”
Lia shrugged. “It was a gift I got at a BDSM toy party a few years back. I almost forgot it’s in there. And you’re right. It’s never been used.”
“We’ll have to remedy that,” he said in a low, sexy growl that sent a shiver of lust through her frame.
He found the tube of salve and smeared a soothing dollop over her ass. Getting to his feet, he said, “Get dressed. No jeans. A loose skirt, if you have one, and no panties. I’m taking you to breakfast.”
Beau drove Lia to a little place in the River Arts District. His telling her to wear a skirt and no underpants had of course gotten her juices flowing. When they stopped at a red light, Beau turned to her with a sexy half smile. “Lift your skirt and sit bare-assed on the seat, legs spread wide.”
Lia obeyed, her clit at full attention.
As he drove, he reached casually over and slid his big, warm hand up her thigh. She shuddered with pleasure as he cupped her cunt. When he slid a finger into her wetness, she groaned.
“Don’t you dare come,” he admonished, his eyes on the road, a cruel smile on his lips. “Show some self-control, sub girl.”
