My Addiction (Club Desire #2)(35)
Kate bit back her impatience. She’d finally found a Dom she really wanted in her bed on the first night they met, and he was being honorable about it. Later she might appreciate the respect he was showing her. At least she would if she weren’t still horny and dying to have him inside her.
She needed to be careful. Right now, Dex seemed too good to be true, and she had always taken the stance that anything that seemed that way usually was.
He leaned closer to glance at some of the more prominent bruises on her mons and the front of her hip. He looked like he was going to reach out and trace them with his finger, and a flash of disappointment bit at her when he straightened instead. “Those don’t look bad. They should be gone in a few days.”
She swallowed and closed her eyes tight, sad that the marks would be gone soon.
Hoping to prod him into touching her as she wanted, but still feeling her way around this “outside The Dungeon” dynamic with her new Dom, she quickly dropped the robe. Cooler air hit her sensitized sin, and gooseflesh marched over her as she watched Master Dex’s expression.
Even though she had held open her robe for him to inspect his handiwork, when his eyes dilated and he took a deep breath, a hot thrill zinged through her.
“You’re stunning.” His sexy smile sent the telltale heat searing into her cheeks. “I brought something specially made to ease discomfort and speed healing from impact play.” He held it up for her to see, and she wondered why she hadn’t noticed him carrying it before.
Because you were too busy drooling over him, her inner voice accused.
Oblivious to her internal dialogue, Dex captured her with his focused gaze. “I don’t want to ruin your bedspread. This stuff is great, but it can stain lighter fabrics. Why don’t you pull that down so it’s out of the way?”
Kate tried her best to stay cool and not look as impatient as she felt. She had no problem pulling down the comforter. As he pointed out, it would keep her cream-colored comforter from getting ruined, but the thought of him massaging her while she lay naked on her bed made her pulse jump and tight arousal pool in her belly.
She folded back the comforter and then folded it again until she could easily take it off the bed and drape it across her recliner.
She glanced up into Master Dex’s handsome face before she crawled onto the bed and lay on her stomach, her right cheek against her pillow so she could still see him.
He immediately moved closer to the bed and leaned over her, silently inspecting her back, ass, and thighs for a minute or so. The first light touch against her skin startled her, making her jerk.
“Is that painful?” he asked, the deep vibration of his voice sending sparks of need through her belly…and lower.
“No,” she answered truthfully. “That last one you touched is slightly tender, which is about where they usually are at this stage. The ones at the base of my nape and on my right shoulder blade are the only really bad ones.”
“Hmm,” was Dex’s only response as he gently touched the spots she’d mentioned.
They were painful to the touch, and unlike the others, they continued to hurt even when they weren’t being touched in any way.
“Those two spots are right over bones, so that’s most likely why they took more abuse than everywhere else. Have you ever had this happen before?”
She tried to shake her head, but realized it would be difficult with her cheek against the pillow. “The last time I had a good flogging, the Dom kept the lashes much lower, only coming up to my waist.”
He gently traced the spot on her shoulder blade and she winced. “What about the other times you were flogged? None of those caused this reaction?”
“No, but they all used only the thicker type of tails. Probably why I enjoyed yours more. I really liked the thinner ones. No one had ever used a combination flogger on me before, or a purely sting-type flogger. I loved both of those. And most of them concentrated on my lower back and ass.”
Master Dex rested a gentle hand on the top of her head, gently massaging her scalp for a moment. “Neither of these looks dangerous, so I don’t think an ER trip is necessary unless you want to go. If so, I’m happy to drive you. I want to make sure you’re taken care of.”
His mention of the ER surprised her. “Have you ever had to take someone to the ER after impact play?” She was purely curious. She couldn’t see Master Dex ever pushing a sub to a point that would leave marks that bad.
“A few times.” His voice had an underlying thread of long-ago emotion.
She smiled. Dex truly cared about people, and it showed in everything he did and said.
“Never one of my subs, but there are people who have certain places that are much more sensitive, and if a Dom doesn’t pay attention, they can get bad pretty quickly. I’m surprised I didn’t notice these were getting so painful for you.”
She could tell he was angry with himself, but it wasn’t his fault, and she wanted to make sure he knew it. “They weren’t this uncomfortable during our session, and it wasn’t too much, or I would’ve dropped the scarf. I loved it.” She raised her head to try to look up at him, but he was too tall for her to do it comfortably.
When he noticed what she was trying to do, he sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at her so she could meet his gaze out of her peripheral vision.
“It wasn’t until a few hours after I got home that they really started to bother me. I admit I’m pretty stubborn—especially about going to the doctor—but if it had gotten to a point that worried me, I would’ve gone to the ER myself.”