Page 63 of Skin In the Game (The BlackWater)

Maddie walked in her apartment tired, feeling almost bruised and wondering if she was walking funny. Cole had been so aggressive, so domineering and she kept replaying it in her head like a movie.

Every time she thought of his dick thrusting in her it felt like a new wave of something rushed through her. God damn it, Maddie, she thought, it was just sex, even if it was good sex, hell even if it was fucking fantastic sex.

She dumped her stuff in the utility room and then poured herself a glass of wine because god knows she deserved it.

And she took a long and very hot shower, washing off the scent of him, washing off the remnants of him. She lathered up the shower cream and massaged her shoulders groaning as her tense muscles started to ease a little. She washed her hair and then just stood there letting the hot water pour all over her as she kept her eyes shut. She knew she had to get out eventually but in that moment she just wanted to stay put forever.

She opened her eyes, turned the shower off, grabbed the towel and began to dry herself. Her hair was dripping and she scrunched the moisture out before letting it fall across her back. She grabbed a fresh towel, a dry one and wrapped it around her before walking back to her bedroom where she’d left her half-drunk glass of wine.

She walked in and stopped dead. Cole was there in her room, waiting for her. He’d taken his jacket off and his shoes and looked like he’d made himself more than comfortable in her home already with his own glass of wine in his hand.

“How did you get in?” She asked.

“We changed the locks remember, I had a spare set made just for me.” He grinned.

She felt her eyebrows raise and a flash of irritation. The damn audacity of the man.

“Now you’re sounding like my ex.” She said and he narrowed his eyes.

“I’m nothing like any man you’ve been with before Maddie.” He snapped.

“At least we agree on that.” She said smirking.

“Drop the towel.” He ordered.

“What?”

“You heard. I think it’s time I gave you a little reward don’t you?” He said before taking a sip of wine.

“What do you mean, you literally just fucked me in the Briefing Room.” She stated.

He laughed. “But I didn’t let you cum did I?”

She frowned. So he had done it on purpose. He’d held her back.

“You needed to learn a lesson Maddie.” He said.

“What lesson?” She asked.

“About who is in charge. I told you I decide when to give you pleasure and when to give you pain.” He said.

She swallowed. Something about the pain bit set her teeth on edge.

“It’s time you had some pleasure Maddie, time to make you scream.”

She didn’t say anything. She couldn’t say anything, she just stood there staring at him like some god damn mute.

“Take the towel off and lie down on your bed.” He ordered.

She let out a deep breath and did as she was told ignoring the grin on his god damn face.

He watched her as he put his glass down and took his own clothes off before pulling something from the pocket of his jacket.

“I’ve been saving this for a special occasion. I think you deserve it don’t you?” He said holding something up.

“What is it?” Maddie asked looking at his hand but not able to make out what was within it.

He grinned. “Trust me you’re going to enjoy this almost as much as me.” He said before getting on the bed and lying next to her. She shifted slightly her breath increasing as she felt his body heat, his skin grazing against hers.

“Close your eyes. Don’t move.” He said.

She gritted her teeth and did it.

He brushed his thumb over her lips and instinctively she licked it. He narrowed his eyes shoving it in her mouth and she licked it more, caressed it, sucked it.

He pulled his thumb back out, dragging it over her bottom teeth and brushed it now wet with her saliva across one nipple and then the other seeing as each hardened into a perfect buds for him.

“Don’t move Maddie. Don’t react.” He ordered and then he put one nipple clamp on and then the next in quick succession. She gasped feeling the pinch, feeling the pain and opened her eyes.

He gave her a hard look and she swallowed. Fuck, she thought, because it hurt. She tried not to breathe, tried not to move.

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