Page 37 of Hushed

She nodded, completely unsure of where the hell he was going with this.

“So, part of your rules will revolve around keeping things tidy in here. Not perfect. But tidy.”

She huffed. “I just told you it’s practically impossible.”

He reached out and tweaked one of her nipples. “I realize that. Just hear me out. We’ve already learned that you can focus better on what’s going on in the moment if the room isn’t a disaster. Which means that a clean room could be considered a form of foreplay for you.”

She laughed. “I do not know what you’re getting at here, Gage.”

“Sir.”

“So, I can’t ever call you Gage?”

He laughed. “Not never. Just not when we’re playing or negotiating, or you’re being punished.”

“Fair enough. I do not know what you’re getting at, Sir.”

He grinned. “Good girl. I’m saying that if your room isn’t picked up, you don’t get to come. And that includes getting yourself there.”

Her face flamed, and her mouth fell open. “That’s so mean!”

“Yeah, but it’s got you thinking about cleaning your room more often, doesn’t it?”

She bit her lip, hating that he was right. “OK fine. Maybe that would work.”

“If it doesn’t, we’ll try something else. That rule doesn’t apply to today, though.”

“Thank fuck,” she muttered, making him laugh.

“You’re fun,” he said, leaning over to kiss her. “Now try not to think about the mess or anything other than the things I’m about to do to you.”

He broke away from her lips, and moved to kissing her jaw, then skimmed his lips along the column of her neck as he reached up and fingered the jewelry in one nipple.

She rarely remembered to change out the jewelry, but the way he seemed so fascinated by the piercings made her want to, just to see if he noticed.

“Focus, Kenz. I can see your brain spinning from here.” He pinched her nipple hard, bringing her back to the present, much the way the spanking had. Was it pain that grounded her, or was it all kinds of intense sensation?

That was a question for another time because Gage was trailing kisses down her chest and across each breast, then he pushed her into a lying position on the bed and picked up the cuffs.

“Put your arms above your head,” he instructed as he moved to kneel next to her.

When her arms were in place, he put the soft leather cuffs around each wrist, making them snug but not uncomfortable.Then he reached into his pocket and took out a chain with a carabiner on the end.

“I’m just going to hook this to the clip on the cuffs for now. But if you keep moving your arms out of position, I’ll attach it to the bed frame so you can’t, understood?”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered.

He kissed her forehead before he moved between her legs again and went back to kissing down her stomach until he reached her thighs.

“This might be hard for you, but I want you to tell me what you like about my tongue on your pussy as I’m licking you.”

Heat spiraled through her entire body as his tongue made contact with her folds. How the fuck was she supposed to articulate what he was doing to her?

She groaned as his tongue circled her clit, and she shifted, trying to get more of his tongue on her.

Instead of giving her what she was after, he stopped and looked up at her. “I said tell me what you like, Kenz.”

She whimpered and squeezed her eyes shut.

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