Cade’s fingers felt like heaven as they gently rubbed the sting of the flogger away. I registered in my fuzzy brain that he was still hard, as he had not c*m yet; but had allowed me to do so twice. His erection was poking into my side, and I was doing my best to nuzzle him in my restrained position. Gently, carefully, he kissed me, as if I were the most precious thing in the world to him. The bed once again shifted as he got to his feet, his length swollen and hard, and I knew he had been fighting his own release. My eyes closed and I took a few deep breaths, mentally preparing myself for orgasm number three, as he had promised. Breathing in slowly, counting to four; then exhaling for the same count I felt my heart rate slow and my mind clear. Orgasms were something I had experienced plent
