Permanent Marker (The Kinky Truth) by Payne Angel

Author:Payne, Angel [Payne, Angel]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: erotic romance, BDSM, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781611189995
Publisher: Loose Id LLC
Published: 2012-11-13T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

The exhaustion of the sub drop claimed her within minutes. She didn’t even rouse when Mark slipped from bed to grab a washcloth, soak it with cold water, then press it to the light welts he’d left on her ass. He cursed himself for not being more prepared with at least a cream for her skin, but that also forced him to admit he never expected things to go as far as they had tonight. He’d known he wanted to take her, to be inside her, to command her in every way he could, but he would’ve banked on a snowstorm hitting the island before predicting how deeply Rose would surrender to his hand…or how gorgeous she’d been in doing so. How fully she’d blossomed, before his eyes, into the beauty of her submissiveness.

And still she didn’t get it.

She’d completely ditched every lesson she’d just learned. Rose still thought this was a part of herself she could file away like last year’s tax return, not a vital piece of herself she’d never be able to forget again.

Foolish, frightened, stubborn…incredible woman.

The litany rolled through his head, which now rested on the pillow next to hers. She was still lost to slumber, mahogany lashes fanned against her creamy skin, tangled hair dappled in the silver of the dawn. He swallowed quietly as he could, studying her face, which seemed carefully composed even in her dreams. If she allowed herself to dream.

She challenged him in ways he’d never expected.

And she was worth every exasperating moment.

Rose sighed and stirred.

He smiled tenderly as his subbie stretched like a cat, throwing her arms over her head. The action tugged the covers off her chest, giving him a nice eyeful of her generous swells. His mouth literally watered as he took in the dusky areolae and the pert prizes nestled in the centers. He longed to lean over and coax both nipples into submission, but he held back. He figured that once the air hit her bare skin, she’d—

“Shit!”

Bolt up and gape at him like that.

He bent an elbow and rested his head on his hand. If he didn’t smile too broadly, maybe she’d keep neglecting to take the sheet with her. “Hi.”

“Uh, hi.”

Damn. She remembered all too fast. She used one hand to drag up the sheet, tugging her knees up too. With the other hand, she scraped back her hair. “I forgot where I was.”

“You weren’t looking too upset about it, sleeping beauty.” At her humorless laugh, he probed, “What?”

She shook her head, seeming nervous. “Last night before I fell asleep, I was actually thinking—well, feeling—more like Cinderella.”

Most women invoked that particular fairy tale with breathless glee. Instead, the sad threads in her tone made his chest tighten. “Sooty Cinderella or sparkling Cinderella?”

She shrugged. “A little of each, I guess. Loving the sparkle, but knowing I’d have to wake up from it soon.”

He’d expected that. But that didn’t make it less maddening to hear. “No.” He hooked a hand into the crook of her elbow, gripping harder when she tried to pull away.

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