Chapter 6
“You know the rules,” Taren warned just before turning Ian around, pushing him into the dresser, forcing him to hold the edge of the dresser. Several swipes with a flogger were delivered then Taren changed his delivery, so it fanned out across Ian’s ass and backs of his thighs.
Ian grunted and chided, “Not helping, sir.” That earned him a few pinches to his supersensitive skin.
“That’s two,” Taren teased. Ian looked over his shoulder, making sure his hair flopped across his eyes, and smiled coyly. Taren laughed and caged Ian’s balls with the device lined with nubs. He pressed it closed so the nubs dug into Ian’s flesh, creating a sharp tingle that traveled a path straight to his dick. “You’re incorrigible.”
“It’s why you love me.”
Taren pulled Ian against him and wrapped one arm around his waist. He licked Ian’s neck then murmured in his ear, “Hmm, not the only reason.”