Page 45 of Courting the Consequences

The cheese, the marinara and spices, the sausage and pepperoni. It tasted like heaven in her mouth. She only opened her eyes to take another bite and then let the world fade away again. When she was done eating, Johnny pressed the straw from her water cup to her lips, and she took several deep draws.

After she had all the water she wanted, Johnny offered her more pizza, silently holding up a new slice. When she shook her head, he moved the pizza to the side and gripped the back of her head. She let him position her head on his thigh and closed her eyes when he started petting her hair.

This was new territory for her. Petting and kneeling. She didn’t know what to do with herself. No one had evertaken careof her before, not as an adult. She felt overwhelmed. Her eyes snapped open as her chest started to constrict and her breathing grew labored.

“Breathe,” Johnny ordered, his voice deep. His hand gripped the back of her neck with a heavy pressure, but it didn’t hurt. She found it grounded her.

She closed her eyes again and slid her hands up his legs. One arm wrapped around his back while the other slipped under his shirt to find skin. Only when her hand was flat on his abdomen, his skin soft and warm beneath her fingers, did she finally calm down.

She focused on her breathing and the feel of the warm, soft skin of Johnny’s belly beneath her hand. The rough but worn denim against her face, beneath her cheek. The heavy hand, covered in calluses on the back of her neck, holding her in place. The soft chenille pillow beneath her bare knees.

She let her world only consist of the things she could touch, feel, smell. Johnny’s leather and sandalwood. The heat of his body. Her mind emptied of all thoughts as she narrowed her world down. A deep sigh left her lips as she melted against his leg, feeling boneless.

“Good girl,” he whispered, so softly.

Her head grew fuzzy, and all sounds drifted away.

She didn’t know if she fell asleep. She had never felt anything like this before. A tranquility. A space between time and thought. She nuzzled against Johnny’s thigh and rubbed his abs with her hand. He was soft and hard and rough at the same time.

“Such a good girl,” his voice was soft and far away. “Kneeling for me, like the pretty Princess you are,” he continued. “So beautiful.”

When Kara stopped moving and it was clear that she had fallen asleep and was not just in subspace, Johnny sighed and started petting her hair, mindlessly. “We should move her to bed,” he said, not looking away from her.

“Have you done this before?” Derrick asked. “I’ve read about subspace, but I’ve never had anyone submit to me quite like Kara just did.”

Johnny shook his head. “No, just read about it.”

“We need to be careful,” Kevin said. “She trusted you to go under, then fell asleep. She could experience sub drop while sleeping. You should probably be the first thing she sees when she wakes up, just in case.”

Johnny nodded, already knowing that but grateful to hear it confirmed. Sub drop could happen to anyone after an emotional scene, and while they hadn’t played any differently than normal, he had made her kneel for him as he fed her. He had watched the panic well up in her before he calmed her down. Was it enough of an emotional upheaval to trigger a drop? He didn’t know, but he also wasn’t willing to chance anything. Not with her.

He reached down and arranged her arms before he slid his own arms around her and under her knees. He managed to gather her up on his lap and stopped a moment.

With her head on his shoulder, her face clean of all makeup and relaxed from all worry, she looked ten years younger than her thirty years. Not that she looked old for her age at all, but she carried the weight of the world on her shoulders.

His heart pounded in his chest as he thought of how she hadtrustedhim. How she hadleaned into him.How easily she had accepted the three of them. He brushed back her hair from her face and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips.

His brothers thankfully didn’t utter a word as he stared down at the blond beauty. He’d never felt like this before withanyone. When he told his father she was special, he had meant it.

“She really is amazing,” Derrick murmured behind him.

Johnny looked back over his shoulder to see Derrick and Kevin gazing down at her with matching looks of reverence on their faces. “I told you guys,” Kevin said softly.

Once they had carefully placed a naked Kara in the center of her large bed, Johnny climbed into her shower for a quick wash. He didn’t want to dirty her bed after a day of work. Johnny had a feeling he was falling in love with the blond-haired, blue-eyed beauty in the other room.

He knew Kevin was already there, had been there since the beginning, but he had a feeling Derrick was feeling it too. They were all so thoroughlyfucked.

Johnny didn’t waste time in the shower. He quickly washed up with her fancy as fuck bodywash and vowed that the next time he hit the store, he’d pick up his own shit for her place. They spent enough time there.

He should think about bringing her by their place too.

Once he dried off, he put his boxers back on and thought about leaving some clothes at her place, too, before he headed back out to her bedroom. Derrick and Kevin were sitting at the end of the bed watching her. Neither had taken off their clothes or showered. They were clearly waiting for their turns.

Derrick got up and headed for the bathroom as Johnny slid into Kara’s bed beside her. It was early still, just after nine o’clock, but Kara had a long day on top of a long week, and Johnny was feeling it too. He slid in next to her and wrapped his arms around her. He pressed a kiss to her forehead and pulled the covers up around them.

“You love her,” Kevin stated softly.

“Yeah,” Johnny answered without hesitating.

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