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“Green. So fucking green,” she answered with an honesty and a humility that floored me.
Fuck the cat-o-nine tails. Fuck the cane.
I needed her.
I needed my submissive. Right now.
I kissed her forehead and moved back behind her. My hands touched the top of her shoulders, moving down her back, raking my nails over the reddened marks and the slightly raised welts that littered the entire length of her back and legs.
“Do you have any idea how fucking sinful you look right now?” I muttered, kissing along the knobs of her spine as I worked my way down.
Slowly, I kneeled behind her, kissing the curve of her ass and letting my thumb dip between her cheeks. She tensed, gasping at the feel of my thumb rubbing over her back entrance.
I chuckled darkly.
“Don’t worry. Not tonight. But someday, I would love to explore this place. To show you how good it can feel,” I promised, kissing the cheeks of her ass as my other fingers moved lower, finding the entrance to her sopping wet pussy and diving inside.
“This. This place calls to me like a siren, lovely one. And I cannot help but answer.” My fingers slid deep within her, finding her g-spot and manipulating at she moaned so loudly it echoed around the room.
“Sir, please!” she begged again.
“That’s my girl. Make my fingers wet. Quiver and quake for me,” I coaxed, pushing her higher.
“Sir!” she sobbed, her thighs shaking as I slipped my thumb back to her rear entrance.
“I know you know how. Push and let go for me. Flood us both,” I growled, sinking my teeth lightly into the curvy skin of her ass.
“Oh, God!” she screamed, her pussy clenching around my fingers until she did exactly as I had asked.
“What a good fucking girl,” I praised, standing up and shoving my jeans the rest of the way down my thighs. As much as I loved looking at the beautiful marks I had left on her skin, I needed more. I needed to see her face as I sunk deep within her heated depths.
I flipped her over, chuckling when she winced slightly as her ass hit the bed.
“I need you, Ruth. Now.” My fingers sinking into the curves of her hips, I drove my hard cock inside of her, watching, enraptured, as she writhed and moved with each thrust. It was intoxicating. It was mesmerizing.
“Mine,” I growled as she squeezed around me again, once more, pulling my own orgasm from me and making me forget my own name.
“Mine,” she whispered as I pulled her closer, finding heaven together.
Mine, indeed.
CHAPTER23
RUTH
I was one with the water. Liquid. Tranquil. Quiet. Levi had carried me up the stairs, though I barely remembered the journey. I remembered his arms around me, holding me and keeping me safe and close. I remembered the strength of his body, hard against my soft curves. I remembered his breath fanning over my temple, whispering words I could not yet comprehend.
I had never expected pain to feel like that, to make me feel like I could let go of my stress and worries. But it had. Levi had kept me safe, kept me right there with him as he guided me through it.
A soft smile played at my lips as he rinsed the last of the shampoo suds from my hair. I had laid here in the large bathtub for a long time while bathed me, soothed me. It was one of my favorite times. A time where I didn’t have to speak, where I didn’t have to be anything but exactly myself. He let me come back to my normal self in my own time, without pressure or expectation.
“I love you,” I whispered into the quietness of our bathroom.
“You were incredible tonight,” he praised, kissing the top of my head. I felt my heart swell with the pride I had in pleasing him.
“We really should put a bathtub like this down by the playroom. Carrying me up two flights of stairs is going to get old one of these days,” I teased, laughing to myself at the odd thought that had entered my mind.
“You’re right. I just can’t help joining you in the tub every time. I hadn’t realized that would be a thing when Malachi and I built the place,” he explained. “About finished?”
