Nobody's Lost (Rescue Me Saga #5)(76)

When they had finished with their shower, she turned off the water and reached outside for two more towels, handing one to him. They dried off, and she kept smiling, making him wonder what she was up to.

“I’m going to have to brush out my hair. Why don’t you go open a bottle of wine? I’ll join you in bed in a few minutes.”

Wine sounded like a good idea. So did her joining him in bed. Maybe it would relax them both a bit. Ryder hung his towel over a hook on the back of the door and headed to the kitchen. He hurried back to the bedroom with his stash and lit every candle in the room to set the mood even more.

Which side would she want to sleep on? They hadn’t really discussed it.

Well, if they needed to switch, they could.

Switch sides of the bed, of course. The woman seemed to have a fantasy about tying him down. That wasn’t going to happen.

After pouring two liberal glasses of wine, he wondered what he should do next. The bathroom door opened. Time had run out.

He turned and watched her face light up even brighter than his candlelight surprise.

“Beautiful! How did I get so lucky?”

With her hair wet, it was a deeper red. Still sexy as sin. She walked into his embrace.

“Baby, I think I could say the same thing.”

She lifted her face toward his, and he bent to take her mouth. He grabbed a fistful of her long wet curls and his cock pulsated against her. She reached down to stroke him, as if his cock needed any encouragement. He broke away and reached for the glasses of wine. He didn’t to come in her hand and was perilously close of doing just that.

Before he could propose a toast, she did. “To many decades of exploring what turns us on and having earth-shattering orgasms.”

“I’ll definitely drink to both.” They clinked glasses, and he took a couple swallows of his wine while she downed most of hers gulp after gulp.

“I’m going to have to teach you to savor your alcohol, woman.”

She smiled up at him. “I think I need the buzz.”

To numb the pain? He stroked her face. “I’m sure it will be gone by tomorrow.”

She cocked her head. “What will?”

“The pain.”

“Oh, I barely feel the sting anymore.”

“Not from your spanking, but…losing your virginity.”

“I was talking about the paddling. Ryder, I’m telling you, I hardly felt anything else. My virginity is gone. Let’s move on.” She placed her hands on his chest and nudged him toward the bed. “Of course, there’s one way to find out if the pain is truly gone.”

After a harder push, he lost his balance and sat down abruptly on the side of the bed where she straddled him, sitting on his erection and wiggling her ass against him.

“I need you to get me worked up again, though.”

“You want another paddling?”

She glanced over at his open toy bag. “No, but maybe I could peek inside and see what else might be fun.”

“You probably wouldn’t know what to do with most of what’s in there.”

“Then surprise me. Can you do a flogging?”

Could he ever. “One or two floggers?”

Her eyes widended. “At a time?” She grinned. “Two must be better than one.”

“That’s called Florentine style. Assume the position at the foot of the bed.”

In no time, she was ready and waited for him. He drew a deep breath and began swinging the floggers in an attempt to find his rhythm. It had been so long. More confident, he walked over to where she awaited another ass reddening.

He stroked the falls of one flogger down her back to her ass. Gooseflesh raised along her pale skin. Using the other flogger, he caressed between her thighs. After a few minutes, he took a few steps back and threw the flogger, letting the falls thud against her ass.

“Mmmm. I like that.”

He repeated with the other and built up a rhythm as he alternated his throws, raining thuddy blows against her ass. She reddened fast but could be redder. Stepping back, he let the tips of the falls sting her ass as he picked up the pace.

“Ach! Oh, God!”

While her mind told her the sting hurt, her body responded in delightful ways. She began pushing her ass closer to him in anticipation of upcoming blows. After several more minutes, he stopped and walked over to her. He draped the floggers over the footboard and reached between her legs.

Wet. “You liked that, didn’t you?”

“Oh, yes, Sir. I really did.” Her breathy voice turned him on. “I think floggers are my favorite toy so far.”

He chuckled. The list of things she enjoyed continued to grow—and paled in comparison to the list they’d have in a few days.

He pried her hands loose from the footboard before picking her up and carrying her to the bed. He laid her down toward the center and stretched out beside her. His fingers pinched her nipple before skimming over her belly to her mound. After playing with her clit, he slipped two fingers inside her.

She winced, making him worry. Then she smiled and met his gaze. “I hardly noticed it.”

“Such a brave one.”

“No, your wife is horny. Lie on your back.”

He wasn’t sure what she had in mind, but rolled onto his back. When she moved to straddle him, he held her waist. “What are you doing?”