Soft leather tassels glided against his skin before being replaced by the heat of Alex’s tongue. Colin shifted; the cuffs clanged against the bars of the headboard. He braced when Alex inhaled sharply.

“Yes, it will hurt.” The whisper was accompanied by a sharp flick from the whip in his hand. Colin’s hip stung. “But I promise to make it better.”

Better. Harder. The sharp touches, hard lashes and soothing control that would soon take over his world. Colin relaxed, relieved it would finally come. He would take his punishment. Welcome it. Reward for being a bad boy.

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