My Addiction (Club Desire #2)(36)
He made a small sound of frustration. “If you’re injured that badly from one of our sessions, you tell me immediately. If you get home and you notice something is wrong, call 911. If you’re trying to talk yourself out of getting it checked out, call me right away. Understood?”
“Yes, sir,” she answered, since it was definitely said in his Dom tone, and she knew a response was expected.
He ran one warm finger over her cheek. “I take the well-being of my subs very seriously. Your safety comes first, then your pleasure. Both are my responsibility.”
“Yes, sir.”
He leaned over and brushed a kiss across her cheek, his warm breath against her skin sending skitters of awareness through her entire body. “I’d like to put some of this liniment on you. It’s very soothing and healing for this kind of injury.”
“Injury?” She pushed up onto her forearms and turned to face him, bristling at his description. “You didn’t injure me.”
Dex held up his hands, palms out. “Whoa there. While flogging is enjoyable for some, it is still something impacting the skin, and causing damage—in the form of bruising—which the body needs to heal.”
She huffed out a breath, seeing his point, but not wanting to admit it. “You’re right, of course,” she said with a sigh. “I just don’t like the idea of this being an injury when it felt so amazing.”
He gave a single nod. “It’s not the best analogy, but it’s similar to people who are serious ballet dancers or gymnasts. They inflict injuries on their bodies each time they perform or practice, and yet they love it, so they don’t stop. After a while, they don’t even notice the pain. The endorphins and the enjoyment makes it all worth it.”
Dex brushed a kiss across her forehead, leaving a trail of heat that she felt down to her toes. “There’s nothing wrong with enjoying impact play, Kate, and you have no need to be ashamed of it. People love many things that are much more destructive to their bodies than this. But you do need to be very aware of the healing process, and take care of yourself.”
She heard him unscrew the top of the liniment jar and then he shifted closer. “Lie flat and relax. I’ll try to be careful around your painful spots, but let me know if you need me to stop or skip those. The witch hazel and lavender in this are both very helpful.”
She dropped down so her breasts were pressed against the sheet again, her right cheek against her pillow, her arms around it.
The first soft touch of Dex’s hand surprised her. The liniment glided on silky smooth, while the gentle scents of vanilla and lavender, mixed with others she didn’t recognize, filled the air. It wasn’t an unpleasant smell, but she nearly laughed at the fact that now she would associate it with this very hot and virile Dom.
“Am I tickling you?” he asked with amusement in his deep voice.
“No. I was just thinking that whenever I smell something similar to this it’s going to remind me of you. The sexy, badass Dom doesn’t seem to pair well with lavender and vanilla.” She laughed as he pinched her arm playfully.
“There are a lot of remedies out there that smell horrible, so this one is heavenly in comparison.” He dabbed on more of the concoction and rubbed it into her skin in gentle circles, his large hands warm and mesmerizing. She lost herself to the decadent and relaxing sensations of Dex’s attention to her shoulders, back, and ass. He was very thorough, and as he moved on to the next section, the places he had already massaged felt relaxed and slightly tingly.
Once he was done rubbing the liniment into the tender skin on her ass, he veered off to work on the back of her thigh.
He gave his complete attention to every inch of the backs of her legs with the wonderful salve. Because some of the tails of the flogger had snaked around to the inside of her thighs since she’d been standing with her legs spread, Dex pushed her thighs apart and made sure the sensitive skin there was taken care of too. Every nerve ending went on high alert, and her * clenched, begging to be filled.
A low moan escaped before she could stop it.
“I had thirteen orgasms not too long ago, and all I can think about is having more. Well, that, and having you inside me.”
Dex paused in his ministrations. “You had a specific limit around intercourse, Kate. Especially outside of The Dungeon, without prior discussion and approval. I don’t want to blur that line for you. This was important for your healing. It wasn’t a way to get you to agree to sex before you’re ready.”
Master Dex’s voice was serious. He had slipped back into full Dom mode now.
“I know that, and I appreciate you taking such good care of me. But I think I know you well enough to make an informed decision, and I’m definitely open to intercourse. With a condom, of course.” She sucked in a breath as he ran his fingers over the back of her knee, a definite sensitive spot when touched softly.
“Ticklish?” he asked.
She nodded. “I’ve never had a Dom care this much about what happens to me after our scene is complete. It will take getting used to, but I like it.” Her clit throbbed, and she made a soft, “mmm” sound. “Do you spoil all your subs this way?”
Dex chuckled. “This really isn’t spoiling. This is how a sub should be treated. But yes, I do make sure my subs are taken care of however they need to be.”