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She nuzzled her face against his exposed throat—the only caress available to her without her hands—and basked in the sounds of his pleasure.

Aftercare was a sublime blur. He was gentle, while uncuffing and unclamping her. Then he carried her from the cell to a bed on the other side of the room, one she’d been too overcome by three incredible orgasms to even notice.

He bathed her with pre-moistened clothes he retrieved from a warmer followed by a massage with lightly scented lotion—also deliciously warm—paying extra attention to her wrists, both tender nipples, and her flogged ass and thighs. Her dom then held her while she dozed off.

She vaguely remembered walking out with him much later, but nothing of the ride home because she fell asleep once he tucked her into the plush passenger seat of his big truck. She awoke briefly when he slipped her into her bed at home and climbed in beside her then slept like a contented, well-cared-for rock.

Chapter 24

“BABY, WAKE UP.”

Still half asleep, she rolled to her side, bumping into him sitting on the edge of the bed. Glancing at the clock, she frowned, stating the obvious. “It’s four a.m.”

“I’m on call, darlin’. Got a skip trace to run.”

Her head, still heavy from lack of sleep, flopped back on the pillow. “I’m glad I’m not a bounty hunter. Four a.m. callouts suck.”

The amused laugh that shook his body also shook the bed.

“How long will you be gone this time?”

“Depends on if the skip has more than half a brain. Hopefully, he doesn’t, and I won’t be too long.” He found her lips in the dark. “I’ll call you tonight.”

“Okay, T. Stay safe.”

“I will, sweet thing. Look what I have to come home to.”

That made her feel all melty and tingly inside. With his mouth so near, she couldn’t resist wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him close, offering her mouth for a deeper kiss as a reward for saying such a sweet thing. His voice was gruff, her breathing unsteady, when he lifted his head several minutes later.

“Sorry, baby—”

“You’ve gotta run, I know.”

She felt the press of his warm lips against her forehead before he strode from the room.

“T?”

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