Page 25 of Defended
Chapter 9
They played four games and Melody got her highest score of one hundred twenty-seven on the second game. Since he'd ended up agreeing to every twenty points, that meant six orgasms for the little minx on Saturday. Watching her celebratory dance when she'd scored high enough had him laughing, as had her frustrated pout when she'd actually done worse the next two games.
There were so many different sides to her. The scared defendanthadn't been his favorite, although that had played on all his protective instincts, but he didn't like to see her in trouble. Discovering she was a curious newbie to kink had been a delightful surprise. The serious researcher who was focused on her PhD had his immediate respect.
But he was pretty sure this was her little side, working its way out through an innocent game.
She plopped down on the bench next to him with a sigh, staring morosely at the scoreboard."I think I peaked early."
"I think your arm is getting sore," he told her, reaching out to take her hand and start massaging it. "But you still managed to break one twenty-five already."
She perked up at the reminder.
"I did, didn't I?" A hot blush immediately followed as she slanted her gaze his way, like she didn't quite dare to look him in the eye. "Does that mean... Are we... Were you serious?"
Oh, how he loved these little hints of shyness, he truly did. Sliding his fingers into her hair, Kawan twisted the soft strands around his fingers, using them to draw her closer to him. He wouldn't embarrass her by doing anything that would bring the manager down on them again, but he couldn't quite manage to keep his hands off of her either.
She sucked in a breath, her eyes flaring, and she blushed even pinker. The noise of the alley seemed to recede to a droning hum as the tension between them grew, his lips hovering over hers.
"Was I serious about taking you to Black Light and giving you six screaming orgasms?" The pink in her cheeks turned red hot in a second. "Absolutely, baby girl. I'm going to show you all the ways a Daddy can reward his good girl."
Her eyes practically glazed over and she squirmed slightly in her seat, immediately and completely aroused. She wasn't the only one. Kawan had gotten his own libido under control for the most part, but it only took two seconds and one little breathy sigh for it to come roaring back to life.
"What if..." Melody's tongue flicked out, nervously wetting her lower lip, and her voice dropped to a whisper. "What if I want to know more about what happens to naughty girls?"
Kawan's grip on her hair tightened and she whimpered.
Fuck, the things she did to him.
"I could show you that right now, if you'd like." He husked out the words. Getting her alone tonight, on their first official date, hadn't been part of his original plan, but he was willing to be flexible.
The expression on her face cleared a little and then fell with disappointment. "I... I have work early tomorrow morning."
"Then we should get out of here now, and you can let me know how much time I have to work with."
Passion flared in her eyes.
* * *
Damn Peggy.
Damn her, damn her, damn her.
Although, even thinking that made Melody feel like a horrible best friend. Because she was a horrible best friend. Or maybe she was the best best friend ever because she'd given up hot, filthy, naughty sex in order to be there for her best friend when she was needed.
Even if she did feel resentful about it. She was allowed to feel resentful as long as she didn't show it anddidshow up for her bestie, right?
She hoped so because, as much as she wanted to be a perfect, self-sacrificing best friend, she couldn't just make the feeling go away. If Peggy were genuinely heartbroken, she was sure she'd be less resentful... but Peggy seemed more enraged than anything else.
"Can you believe he broke up with me?" Peggy ranted, repeating herself for the third time, pacing back and forth on the living room rug. "While I'm wearingthis?What the hell is wrong with him?"
She'd been pretty much saying the same thing over and over again, not requiring much more from Melody than a supportive statement of outrage... although, truthfully Melody could see Elliott's side of it. While she was no expert in kink or BDSM just from reading, she knew that Doms didn't always deal well with surprises. Especially since Peggy didn't even try to see that maybe she'd been doing something wrong.
"It is kind of topping from the bottom," Melody pointed out, a little hesitantly.
Peggy immediately stopped pacing and planted her hands on her hips, narrowing her green eyes at Melody. "Whose side are you on here?"
"Yours, of course. He should have jumped on you like a slavering beast because you're too sexy for words." That got a little smile from Peggy, reluctant though it was. "Still though, maybe it's just because he's a Dom. They always like to be in control, right?"
