“He would never overstep.”
“I’m still not sure I’ll ever be the Dom he is.”
“I don’t expect you to be.”
“I’m sorry for being a jerk and saying the things I said the other day. It was wrong of me to try and dictate your relationship with a man you clearly love and respect. I don’t want to control your whole life, sweetheart. I never want to break your spirit.”
“You wouldn’t do that to me. I should have been up-front about Martin. I should have realized you’d have issues with him still taking care of me. Everything happened so fast between us. It was confusing. I’ve been under Martin’s care for two years.”
“I’ve done some thinking in the past few days. I’ve also researched some of the emotional consequences a submissive can experience after losing her Dom. I can’t ask you to just drop him. You shouldn’t have to.”
“Just because I still want him in my life doesn’t mean I want him to dominate me. But he’s a part of who I am and he’s a really good friend. I hope you can accept that.”
He nodded. “I do accept it, but I have to admit that I feel somewhat threatened by him. I don't understand the dynamics.”
“I still want to submit to you and only you.” She was touched by his admission. He was trying and that meant so much to her.
“We need limitations.”
“Managing a relationship is hard enough but throwing in the submissive stuff is even harder. I know we can make it work though.”
“I love your determination.” He gently pressed his lips to hers. “You’re my world and I’ll do anything to keep you in it.”
“Even if that includes tying me up?” She laughed.
“If I must.” He rolled his eyes and pulled her closer. “But I don’t want it to be all kink and games. I need all the other stuff too.”
“I need your dominance, but I want your heart more. We’ll come up with a balance. I don’t ever want to be away from you again.” She slowly kissed him. “I love you, Cade.”
“I love you too. I promise I’ll never walk out on you again, and I’ll never ask you to leave.”
Epilogue
Two months later…
Gracie was skillfully tied to the bedposts. Martin had showed Cade some safe techniques when it came to bondage. Once Cade learned how to properly restrain her, he’d found a new confidence. He was always careful, but he was no longer afraid of hurting her.
She couldn’t see what was going to happen next. The silk blindfold had made sure of that. She felt the cool ice cube glide over her hardened nipple. It made her pussy tingle, and she hoped Cade would rub the ice against her clit. Fire and ice. The heat of her arousal and desire cooled by a melting ice cube between her thighs always brought her close to climax.
“I should have put the clamps on these pretty nipples,” he whispered against her throat.
She pulled against the restraints. Her body was in overdrive. He’d been touching her and bringing her to the edge for what seemed like hours. He’d already allowed her to climax a few times, but now he wasn’t being so generous. She was worked up and ready to come, but every time she was about to he stopped what he was doing and started something new. The man had a gift for sensory play.
“You want this ice cube inside your pussy, don’t you?”
“Please, Master,” she moaned.
“Since you asked nicely...” He trailed the melting ice cube down her stomach, over her freshly waxed mound, and rubbed it against her lower lips. “I bet the heat inside this pussy is going to melt this ice in less than a second.”
She licked her lips and waited for him to move the ice inside her. He licked a trail down her stomach and settled between her legs. As he kissed her inner thighs he ran the cube along her slit. He slowly slipped the melting piece of ice inside her, holding it in place as he circled her clit with his thumb.
Her legs quivered against his shoulders. He abandoned the ice cube, and as it slid out of her