She lay still for a long time, debating the wisdom of sleeping next to a man she found all too attractive. But even if she could extricate herself from Cade’s iron grasp, shedidn’t want to leave the delicious warmth of his bed… and his body. She felt acutely aware of every detail—the weight of his arm across her waist, the feel of his breath expanding his chest against her back, his smell all around her. She needed to be careful. At the rate they were going, she’d be begging him to take her virginity by the next day, and then all hope of fixing his feet would be lost.
FAYE
She woke to Cade’s hand cupping her breast inside her pajama top, which developed into a delicious torture of her nipple between his fingers. She twisted her head around to peer at her landlord, only to find his eyes were still closed, as if he were dream-molesting her.
His eyes fluttered open. “Mmm,” he said, giving her a toothy grin.
“You weren’t even awake when you started!” she accused. “You didn’t even know who you were groping, did you?”
“So? I know now, and she’s exactly who I want to have my hands all over,” he said with an appreciative rumble, his hand stroking down the flat of her belly, dangerously close to her hoo-ha.
She panted, one part of her brain screaming at her to get out of the bed immediately, the other immobilizing her body, not wanting to miss a single second of the incredible sensations Cade elicited.
He pushed his hips against her, his hardened cock wanting in on the action. She froze. He moved his hips back.
“Shh… don’t worry. I promised you I wouldn’t do anything you didn’t want me to.” His huge palm cupped her mons over her pajama bottoms.
“Oh… oh!” She squirmed. His head lowered, his tongue flicking her exposed nipple, making the soles of her feet arch and her toes curl. So that was where the saying came from. Oh God, he was definitely making her toes curl.
“Faye.” He lifted his head and blowing lightly across her nipple.
“Yeah?” she croaked.
“I’m not going to have sex with you. I just want to make you feel good. Will you let me?”
Her mind went blank. Nothing in her could make the word “no” come out of her lips.
Cade put his lips back over her nipple, this time sucking it deep into his mouth.
A white lick of heat shot straight to her pussy, and she gasped, arching, her head falling back in ecstasy. “Um…”
His hand slipped inside her pajama bottoms. “Ah!” she cried in surprise, embarrassed again about her lack of grooming down below.
“Oh, Faye,” he murmured in a deep, sexy voice as his middle finger connected with her slippery slit. “You do have an adorable pussy, don’t you?”
“Um… what do you mean?” She danced and writhed under his touch, her breath moving in short gasps.
Cade removed his hand and she bit back a groan of disappointment, but he crawled lower, grasping the waist of her pajama bottoms and drawing them down. Her belly fluttered in nervous anticipation. “Oh… um…”
It wasn’t as if she’d never heard of cunnilingus. But hearing about it and experiencing it were two very different things. She was totally unprepared for the shock of sensation when his tongue hit her clit. If he had not been holding down her pelvis, she probably would have shot three feet in the air. “Whoa! Wow! Uhhh… Cade! Oh my God!”
“Mmm-hmm,” he murmured when he came up for air. “Just enjoy it, Faye. This is for you.”
It was foolish, but she felt unworthy of his ministrations considering she had turned his feet into flippers and owed him three thousand dollars. Or maybe it was because she had never thought she would experience the level of pleasure she felt, but tears began to leak out of her eyes. Not sad tears. The tears of coming home.
CHAPTER 10
CORAL
Coral didn’t have a chance to react before Jake stood up and dumped her on her feet. He pushed her towards the spanking bench, and she momentarily glanced back to see him pick up the riding crop again. His words were still ringing in her ears. Did she just ask him to punish her? She was about to tell him that she thought he may have twisted her words around when he pinned her with a look.
“Lower your pants and bend over the bench,” he commanded.
She opened her mouth to speak, but he crossed his arms and took a step closer.
“This is the part where you comply without hesitating so as not to make your punishment worse.”
“Wait, this isn’t how it goes. We need to go over things. You need my limits, safeword, things like that.”
