Reunion by Neve Wilder

Author:Neve Wilder [Wilder, Neve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-04T16:00:00+00:00

8

Dane

Cole’s thighs shook as I stroked them while waiting for my pounding heart to slow. He lolled his head toward me, hair mussed, eyes glassy. He looked as wrecked as I felt, and I leaned forward again, bracing a palm beside his head as I brushed a kiss over his lips. We couldn’t seem to stop doing that. “Okay there?”

Cole flapped his hand against my arm drowsily. “Totally zoned out, honestly, though the stinging in my ass is about to bring me crashing back to earth. Fuck, that was intense.”

I slid free of him and stretched toward the drawer in the bedside table, retrieving a tube that I laid beside him, then nudged his shoulder. “Roll onto your stomach.”

“I’ll get your sheets messy. Messier,” he corrected.

“There’s this thing called a washing machine…have you heard of it?”

“Smart-ass,” he muttered but rolled onto his stomach, then craned a look over his shoulder to survey his reddened ass. “Wow, that’s pretty fierce.”

There was no broken skin—I’d been very conscientious of where and how often I’d struck him with the cane—but there were some angry stripes where I’d doubled blows. I’d kept that to a minimum, too, wanting to give him a taste of impact play without overwhelming him and ruining it for him. In my experience there was a fine balance.

With the tube of ointment in hand, I coated Cole’s cheeks in a thick layer while he hummed and squirmed under my touch.

“Is this aftercare?”

I pressed a quick kiss to his hip and capped the tube before tossing it onto the bedside table. “It is. I’ll get you some water in a few minutes, too.” I flopped back on the bed and gently drew him toward me, spooning him and smoothing a touch along his biceps, skimming over his shoulder and pressing my thumb gently against any knots I felt, trying to work them loose.

“Mmm, I like this,” Cole murmured. “I’m used to just finishing and hopping right into the cleanup.”

“Yeah? No cuddling or comedown? No basking in the afterglow?”

He shrugged against me. “Not really. My last boyfriend wasn’t much for cuddling until after cleaning up—he was a neat-freak type—then we usually passed out immediately. Not much basking happened. And with a random hookup? Nah. I don’t really want to cuddle with strangers.”

“Ahh.” I reached for the covers, pulling them over us. Heat radiated from Cole’s ass as he nestled against me, and I made a mental note to grab an ice pack when I got up.

“So Shay and Aaron implied that you left…that you don’t go to the clubs anymore or whatever, which seems like a shame because you’re clearly skilled at…all of this.”

I reached and flipped off the lamp. “Not much since I broke up with my ex a while back, no. We’d been active in the local scene for five or so years by then, and he’d started wanting more than I felt capable of giving him.”

“More how?”

“He was increasingly into the heavier aspects of BDSM. Edgeplay, blood play, serious pain.

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