Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 55099 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 275(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55099 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 275(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
In the kitchen, I grabbed a soda too.
Before I went to join Nathan and Nora, I spotted Lucas and asked if he could cover for me for a moment.
“Yeah, of course. No problem. Is everything all right?”
“I think so. Thanks, hon. I’ll give you an update later.” I hurried back toward the front of the house, through the lobby, and pushed open the doors.
I arrived on the scene right in time to allow myself an ounce of relief. Nathan and Nora were sitting on one of the sofas, and he was testing the strength in her fingers by having her pinch his hands.
“Ouch—okay, go again,” he chuckled.
She was grinning, and her blue eyes were only a little red. “It would hurt less if I did this to your leg or something.”
He smiled a little. “It’s easier for me to measure your strength in my hands. Besides, a brat like you enjoys this much more.”
Her grin turned sheepish.
I loved Nathan. I didn’t know him as well as I wanted to, but I loved him. The way a Dom performed aftercare spoke volumes about them.
“I see you put the smile back on her face.” I went over to them and sat down on the other sofa. “How’re you feeling, sweetie?” I set the soda in front of her.
“Much better, thank you,” she said. “It only hurt when my feet slipped, and I panicked.”
Nathan gathered her hands in his and gave them a squeeze. “She was a six on the pain scale with slight tingling less than a minute before she dropped, and I can’t find any reasons to be concerned.”
“The slightest tingling,” Nora added.
I was glad to hear it.
“Great news. What position were you in?” I wondered. I’d only seen the traces of a beautiful upper-body harness, but she’d had rope around her ankles as well.
Nathan smirked as Nora scowled.
“It was one of those wall-sits that are, like, impossible,” she huffed. “And super uncomfortable!”
I grinned. Those were fun. Back against the wall, nothing holding the sub up except the strength in their legs. And add a harness to that? I was sad I’d missed it.
“Predicament bondage isn’t supposed to be comfortable,” Nathan teased.
“Yeah, I got that.” Nora mock-scowled at him before she turned to me. “It gets worse. The rope tightened if I slid down the wall, and guess what happened.”
I laughed softly.
She sighed a little after that, and she glanced back at Nathan. “I’m sorry I massacred the rope. It felt amazing before I lost my strength.”
He chucked her lightly on the chin. “There’s plenty of rope, brat. There’s only one of you.”
Wasn’t that the truth.
“It’s not the first bundle to be sacrificed,” I said. “Won’t be the last either.”
Nathan agreed.
“Still.” Nora made a face. “Wouldn’t it have been enough to just untie me quickly?”
Nathan and I shook our heads, but I let him answer.
“If you ever visit me in the dojo upstairs, you’ll learn just how frequently I talk about nerve damage. It can set in rapidly, and it can be permanent. Ten bucks’ worth of rope has nothing on you not feeling your fingers for weeks to come.”
“Maybe we could visit him together, hon.” The words left my mouth before I could think twice—but…I didn’t take them back. For two reasons. First and foremost, we liked to get subs back on the horse to repeat a scene that somehow didn’t work out initially. Secondly, I wanted to. I wanted plans with her.
She looked surprised.
“I’d like that,” Nathan said.
“Me too.” Nora’s smile was something else. “Are you a rigger too, Ma’am?”
“Oh no, I’ll just spot Nathan,” I chuckled. “I’m more of a cuff ’em and pin ’em down kind of Top.”
“My favorite.” The dorky brat made an appearance by waggling her eyebrows, and I could only shake my head in amusement. “I like bondage too, though.” She faced Nathan again. “You wouldn’t mind topping me sometime?”
“Not at all. It would be fun,” he answered.
“Great! Now I just gotta get Mistress Penelope to top me too.” She batted her lashes at me, and I smirked. Oh, I was screwed. “I mean, think about it. I have Nathan for bondage and Ash for the next Game, so one might—”
“Ash?” Nathan straightened and composed his face, but I caught the way the corners of his eyes tightened a little.
“Oh crap.” Nora slapped a hand over her mouth. “I forgot you’re you, Sir. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have brought him up.”
He feigned dismissiveness. “It’s okay. I know he’s back in the community. We’re bound to run into each other at some point.”
Yeah, but did he really anticipate that, or was he just saying it? Because it wouldn’t surprise me if Ash wasn’t the only one hiding behind the kids. With them sharing custody and going every other week like that, they technically shared custody of Mclean too.