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“Like racing stripes or sommat.”
Charlie chuckles. “Sure. Nothin’ the lacrosse lads’ll take the piss over, though.”
“C’mon, Chaz, whatever we do, they’re gonna take the piss.”
“That’s true. Here.” He runs his hands over his hair to rinse out the shampoo. “Lemme do your back.”
I hand him the sponge and brace myself against the shower wall while he plies it vigorously. Pretty sure he takes off several layers of skin. But I feel cleaner than a whistle when he’s done.
At my giggle, Charlie asks, “What?”
“Are whistles clean?”
He smacks my arse. “What’s going through your head?”
“Dunnow. I’m giddy, I guess. We ended in a good place, didn’t we?”
“Say that after I tan your arse.”
I look at him over my shoulder. His green eyes are intent, but he’s not frowning.
“You’re really committed to this spanking thing, huh?”
He nods as he turns off the spray and hangs the loofah up to dry. “I know you’re not happy about me and Gabe talkin’ behind your back, but the stuff he’s told me, about dominance and submission, it hits me right here.” He taps his mounded pec.
I glance down to what’s jutting out of his un-manscaped curls. “And there.”
Chuckling, he pushes me out of the shower, grabs a towel, twirls it, and snaps it at my arse. I jump and giggle at the sting before running starkers into the bedroom.
“Wet, naked girl alert,” Gabe calls back into the lounge from where he’s standing in the bedroom doorway.
Darwin’s laugh carries through our bedroom like the peal of bells.
A step before I reach the bed, a balled-up towel thwacks into the back of my head with a lacrosse-player’s accuracy. Charlie tackles me a second later, carrying me down to the bed even as he swaddles me in the towel.
“You get the bed wet and you’re sleeping in it,” he tells me.
“Better than sleeping in your wet spot,” I say, struggling playfully in his arms.
“Right, over my knee, you cheeky bitch.”
None of the boys have called me names during our play and I’m not really sure how to take it. Da called me a bitch more often than not and I don’t want to be thinking of him when we’re playing. I sit up and look into Charlie’s eyes. There’s a hard light I haven’t seen before. It’s not anger. This is something else.
“Chaz?”
The light immediately gentles. “It’s okay, bean. You okay?”
I nod and do as he’s said, crawling across his lap and arranging myself face-down, with my upper and lower body dangling. It’s a weird, awkward position. I’m not sure what to do with my arms and legs. I’ve never done anything like this before. Da would’ve had to kill me before I let him bend me over anything.
Gabe squats next to the bed and looks into my eyes. “Teddy, do you want to put your head in my lap while Charlie spanks you?”
I nod eagerly. I want the most connection I can get with my boys right now.
He moves to the edge of the bed, takes my hand, and helps me move until my head’s cradled in his lap. I wrap my arm around his hips.
“Do you want me to dry her off?” Gabe asks Charlie.
“No,” Charlie answers. “Not after what you told me about impact on wet skin.”
