Page 26 of Harmonizing with Little Heaven Leigh

Although maybe “silent” wasn’t the best way to describe it. She wasn’t using words; he wasn’t even sure she was capable of speaking, but she made plenty of noise. The moans, the little gasps, and sharp inhalations… they drove him crazy.

The sounds of pleasure and need seemed to ripple across his skin like a physical sensation. His body couldn’t help reacting to each one. His cock was painfully hard and seemed to pull in her direction. Ignoring it was almost impossible, but he refused to hurry the scene. Delaying would make claiming her body even sweeter when they finally got home.

His work was often physically demanding. He had strong shoulders and arms, but eventually his muscles started to ache, and he began to wind the scene down. The smooth swings slowed until they tapered off entirely. He set his implements back in the bag and pressed up against her from behind, holding her as he whispered praise in her ear.

“You’re such a good girl. You took that so well,mi corazón.” He kissed the side of her neck gently. “My own sweet girl. You have no idea how beautiful you look covered in my marks, and you deserved every single one, because you were a star today.”

She made a happy sound and turned her head, nuzzling at him. She was still nonverbal, but as expressive as always.

“You have no idea what you do to me, Heaven Leigh. Those sounds you make…” He groaned, and pressed his hips against her, so she could feel the hardness of his erection tenting the front of his trousers.

He didn’t wait for her to answer. She’d find her words when she was ready, but in the meantime, he kept talking to her, calling her back to the world with the sound of his voice. “Let’s get you uncuffed,” he said, and did so.

The blindfold came off next, and that seemed to help bring her back to earth, but she was wobbly and limp. He held on to her, making sure she didn’t lose her balance. “You okay,chiquita?”

Her eyes were glazed over and there was a dopey half-smile curving her lips. “Mhm. Wonnnnderful.” Her voice was rough and low, but full of throaty pleasure.

Angel laughed. “I can see that. Let’s get you sitting down.” He didn’t let go as he escorted her to the nearest loveseat, but once she was sitting safely, he accepted a bottle of water and a blanket from a service submissive.

He realized Heaven was humming a song, with her eyes closed and head lolling loosely on her neck. She really had gone deep this time. It might have been the most relaxed he’d seen her, at least since they started construction on their shop. He allowed himself a moment just to enjoy watching her.

“Are you cold, Heaven?” he asked as he took a seat next to her.

“Uh-uh… wait, maybe?” She didn’t open her eyes.

He laughed. Since she wasn’t sure, he draped the soft blanket over her and then sat down and pulled her into his lap. “How about a sip of water.” He twisted the cap off and pressed it against her lips.

She took a small sip obediently, and it seemed to awaken a thirst in her, because a second later she was grabbing for the water and gulping it down.

“Hold on, Heaven. Take your time or you’ll make yourself sick.” He quickly pulled the bottle away from her lips and wouldn’t let her have any more for a full minute.

She wrinkled her nose. “Mean,” she said, but there was no heat to it. When he let her have more, she drank a reasonable amount. The ferocious thirst seemed to have passed as she started to come back to the world, and she finished the water with slow sips.

When it was gone, he set the empty bottle aside. “Better?”

Heaven nodded. “Much.” She rolled her head and then stretched. “I feel like jelly. All the tension is gone.”

“You’ve had a lot to be tense about.” And then he laughed, adding, “And so have I. We both needed this.”

“Mhm.” Her glance panned the play space, and she frowned. “Where did everyone go?”

“Well, our scene went on for quite a while,chiquita. They played, they relaxed and watched us for a bit, and then they left.”

“Oh.” She snuggled her head against his neck and sighed. “It didn’t feel that long. I could have kept going forever.”

He snorted and patted her back. “I’m pretty sure your legs were about to give out,chiquita. You were starting to get wobbly. You just didn’t realize it because you were high on endorphins.”

There was a low grumbling sound, before she said, “Maybe.” She shifted, rolling her shoulders a few times to loosen her muscles. “I think I’m ready to go home now, Daddy.”

“Sure you’re up for the walk?”

“No, but I think it’s too far for you to carry me.” She slid out of his lap, and carefully got to her feet. She winced, but it turned into a satisfied smile as she stretched her arms over her head and twisted at the hips. “Mmm. It feels so nice.”

Angel had settled a hand on her hip, just in case she was still unsteady, but once he was sure she’d gotten her balance back, he stood as well. “It should. I did a very thorough job.”

“You’re always such a perfectionist.”

“I am… and you love it.” He gave her messy ponytail a tug. It had started out neat and orderly, but now drooped in the back, with loose strands of golden hair escaping every which way. She looked like she’d been thoroughly… fucked and judging by the sounds she’d made throughout the flogging, maybe it had come close enough.

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