5 Chapter 5

Taren chuckled and shrugged one shoulder and put his other arm around Ian’s shoulders, pulling him in for a hug. They rarely argued outright thanks to this part of their agreement. State the infraction, dole out and accept discipline and move on. It was a good system. He rubbed Ian’s upper back but would offer no comfort otherwise. It wasn’t punishment if he turned the hurt into pleasure too soon.

Despite the way Ian bit his lip and how his chest was flushed, Taren could see he was more relaxed.

“I like our other lunch dates much better,” Ian confessed.

“So do I,” Taren agreed. He ran his fingers over Ian’s nipple clamps and gave them a very gentle tug before he brushed his fingertips over the silver chain around Ian’s neck.