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For a few moments, he indulged her, continuing to manipulate her nipple while stroking her pussy.

Then arousal unfurled, and she pressed her toes into the ground.

The moment she began to moan, he dropped his hands and took a step back.

“Perfect,” he said.

You’re stopping?

Her body vibrated from the tension crawling through her.

She’d seen some of his videos. He was an expert in dragging multiple orgasms from his actresses. There was no faking the way he left them devastated, sweating, and panting.

So why have you denied me?

“Your body will be even more responsive to the flogger.”

Had he read her mind? “That’s not possible, Sir.”

“It is,” he promised her.

He came around to stand in front of her again, and he pressed his damp finger to her lips.

Dutifully, she opened her mouth.

“Stick out your tongue.”

When she did, he held up his finger, and she licked her essence from him.

He caught her gaze and kept it locked on his.

Earlier, he’d been teasing, but now his hazel eyes were darkened by intensity. She sensed—knew—he was thinking of nothing but her.

After compelling her to suck for a few seconds, he pulled back his finger, then he gathered her hair and arranged the locks so they hung down her back.

A shadow of movement caught her attention, and she glanced toward the distraction. “We have company, Sir.”

Gregorio opened the door and stepped inside. “Everything all right here?”

Both men looked to her for the answer.

She appreciated that Master Niles hadn’t spoken on her behalf. It indicated a level of respect that not all Doms showed. “Thank you,” she responded to Gregorio. “Everything is fine.”

He folded his arms across his massive chest, and his diamond earring winked. “Mind if I watch?”

“Yes,” Master Niles responded. “I want Brandy all to myself. Out, unless the lady says otherwise.”

“I don’t,” Brandy said, looking at her temporary Dom.

Gregorio grinned. “Worth a try.”

“Waste of breath,” Master Niles corrected.

Once they were alone again, she wondered if they’d lost their momentum, but Master Niles ran his finger down her cheekbone, immediately reestablishing their connection.

“Keep your head tipped back so I don’t catch your face with the flogger.”

Following that direction was easy when he laid the strands on her right shoulder, and the leather lay sensually on her flesh. Each throng was also capable of delivering a brutal bite. That contrast—like so many other things in the BDSM realm—made her shudder.

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