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There was a slight shift in her eyes and he could tell she wanted to avert her gaze, but she didn’t—her years of training evident. He waited for several minutes to see if she would bolt or use her safeword, but she didn’t.

When he was satisfied she wasn’t going to abruptly end their scene, he continued. “We’re going to enjoy some impact play tonight. I want you to lie on the bed facedown, legs spread. I’m going to have some fun.”

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Chapter 23

Grace could feel the warmth from her shoulders to her knees. Alexander had worked her over good with several different floggers. She’d forgotten how good it felt to drift into subspace as the flogger kissed her skin.

A contented sigh left her lips as she snuggled closer to Alexander. He tightened his hold, giving her breast he held in his palm a little squeeze. “All right?”

“Hmm. More than all right. I think I’m still in subspace.”

His chest vibrated beneath her cheek. “You did seem to enjoy your flogging quite a bit.”

“Yes, I did.” She placed a kiss on his chest and skimmed her hand down the length of his torso. “Are you feeling better?”

It hadn’t taken her long to realize he’d had a bad day and had needed to work through some of his frustrations. He hadn’t been rough with her, not really. But as the scene went on, she felt his mood shift as he let go of whatever it was that had been bothering him. She’d been pleased she was able to help.

“Much better. Thank you, gattina.” His lips brushed against the top of her head.

They fell into a contented silence as they lay there touching. Everything felt right. Peaceful. She thought about what her sister and Beth had said. She knew they were right. It was time she fully embraced whatever this was between her and Alexander and stopped living in the past.

Making that decision took a huge weight off her shoulders. “Are you staying?”

She felt his lips turn up into a grin. “Unless you’re kicking me out.”

“Nope. No kicking.”

He continued to play with her breast as they talked, and her lady parts were starting to wake up again even though he’d already given her three orgasms tonight. She knew she needed a distraction. “Can I ask you a question?”

“Anything.”

“What does gattina mean? I’m assuming it’s Italian?” She absentmindedly traced a circle around his nipple, memorizing the dips and bumps.

“It is.” He lowered his hands to her waist and shifted her so she was lying on top of him. “It means kitten.”

She could feel his erection growing against her belly and wondered if her playing with his nipple had a similar effect on Alexander as his massaging her breast had on her. Still, she tried to focus on the conversation at hand. “Do you call all your submissives kitten?”

An amused smirk appeared on his face. “No.”

So it was only her. For some reason she liked that he’d reserved that name for her alone.

Alexander cupped the side of her face with one hand and reached between them with the other, finding her clit. He circled it slowly as he held her gaze and whispered, “My sweet gattina.”

She heard his words, but more than that she felt the emotion behind them.

He increased the pressure on her clit, driving her higher, yet he made no move to change their position or reach for a condom. Instead, he cradled her face in one hand with the gentlest pressure while he drove her toward another orgasm.

Her body was still buzzing from earlier, so it didn’t take long before she was teetering on the edge. “Sir?”

“Yes, gattina?”

“Sir, I’m so close. May I come? Please?”

He pulled her face down to his. “Let go. Come for me.”

His words were barely audible, but she’d heard them. More importantly, her body heard them and responded. He caught her gasp with his lips, plunging his tongue inside her mouth to devour every moan she had to give while she rode out her fourth orgasm of the night.

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