Page 28 of Lukas

“But—”

He kissed her, and she forgot to be embarrassed. He didn’t stop kissing her until he was done washing her and then set the washcloth on the bedside table.

“Now, let’s get those clamps off.”

She wasn’t expecting the sizzling pain releasing her nipple brought. Evidently Lukas was, since he immediately brought his mouth down to her breast and began sucking on it, pressing his tongue firmly to her nipple, helping alleviate the pain. He did the same with the other while roughly keeping his hand on the first.

After the multiple orgasms he’d just wrung out of her body, she wouldn’t have expected that she could be turned on again—or that it would be the searing pain in her nipples causing it. She should’ve known that his mouth on her breasts would feel fabulous, but what she didn’t ever imagine was that he’d be using his mouth and hands on them to soothe rather than entice.

All of a sudden, it was too much for her. She was aware of every part of her body in ways she’d never been before. She was naked—had walked across a public room where everyone could see her naked—had just been thoroughly beaten and screwed by the guy she’d had a crush on for more than a decade.

And yes, she’d screamed and had come until she saw stars.

Tears began streaming out of her eyes, and she started to shake. She moved away from him and curled up into a ball, trying to find some sort of balance, make any kind of sense of the world that had been tipped so thoroughly on its axis in the last hour.

She didn’t know exactly what she was expecting from Lukas, but it wasn’t his big body coming around her, arms crossing in front of her and pulling her back to his chest. He didn’t say anything, didn’t try to stop her tears, just held her.

The feel of his hands gently soothing her hair away from her face and the warmth of his body wrapped around her eventually calmed her. Through it all, he never moved, never rushed her, just allowed her body to eventually melt into his.

“It’s okay to sleep,” he finally whispered.

Maybe she did, but when her eyes opened again, they were in the exact same position.

“You have to think I’m crazy,” she finally whispered.

He rolled onto his back, twisting her at the same time so she was laying up against his chest. “I think overwhelmed is a much better word.” His fingers stroked up and down her naked spine.

“Except for your shoes and socks, you’re still fully clothed.”

“I am. Is that a problem?”

She really didn’t know. Was it? “I’m completely naked, and you walked me across the whole room that way where other people could see me.” She could hear the accusation in her tone.

So could he. “I also bent you over the bed and flogged and fucked you so hard you screamed.”

That shut her up.

His fingers never stopped their trail up and down her back and shoulders.

“I should go,” she finally said.

He ignored her. “Tell me what you liked about what we did tonight.”

There was no way. Absolutely no way she was going to admit out loud what a freak she was. She shook her head.

He sighed. “Fine. Tell me what you didn’t like.”

“I don’t like that I’m naked while you’re fully clothed.”

“You’re sassy.” His hand reached down and popped her loudly on the butt. “That’s going to get your ass spanked quite a bit. Although if it keeps turning you on like it did tonight, I’m not sure it will be much of a punishment. But I tell you what, since I definitely plan to fuck you again tonight, so it serves my purposes, I will remove one item of my clothing for every question you answer thoroughly.”

“And if I don’t?”

“You will, because you’re not a coward and because I want us to have this conversation.” He sat up in the bed, forcing her to sit up with him. “But, as always, you’re free to safe word and leave at any time.”

She resisted the urge to growl at him as she sat up further on the bed. “Can I at least put on some clothes?”

That grin. For fucking out loud, that grin was everything sinful in this world, and she couldn’t look away from it if she tried.

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