It turned out Reed had arranged for Marley to have a room at the castle to stay overnight, which she appreciated—if she had driven, she would've crashed her car. Raven had assisted her in removing the corset, shown her to her room, and also run her a hot bath.
Marley should have been so exhausted from the experience that she slept, yet she never did. She was too pissed by Reed's reaction. She could have sworn something more existed between them. Of course, maybe every submissive experienced such an attachment to their dom, and even more so if it had been their first experience.
One thing Marley knew: her fantasy might have been a passing thought before, but now she'd indulge in the lifestyle again. She'd found something in herself during the time in that room—discovered happiness that fulfilled her in ways she couldn't have imagined and gave her the excitement in her life she longed for.
But why did her happiness seem to revolve around Reed? The thought of being with anyone else caused an ache to form in her stomach and made her cringe at the suggestion of belonging to another.
She'd finally found a man who made her feel, one she held an interest in, and one who could keep her happy, but the jerk-off had up and left her. Who knew if that was normal protocol in the BDSM lifestyle, but one thing was certain, if she ever did this again, she'd put that down as a limit. Her dom needed to stay and talk to her after, because him leaving her in the way he had was cold and cruel.
The drive back to Baltimore seemed quick. Marley assumed her mind was too busy to take notice of the time. She pulled into her driveway and sighed as she turned off the ignition. She glanced up at her house, aware the woman who'd left the home less than twenty-four hours ago wasn't the one who returned.
Before she could even open her car door, all three of her friends rushed from the house and wore equally impatient looks. Not a huge surprise—Marley had known they would be waiting for her and didn't doubt whether they'd stayed up all night.
She opened the car door and stepped out, and before she could say a word, Bella demanded, “Tell us everything and hold nothing back."
Marley laughed, closing the door behind her, and approached them. “Well, I'll tell ya this, the castle is incredible."
"Really, like in what way, incredible?” Sadie asked.
"Beautiful,” Marley replied, “and busy."
"Who cares about the castle?” Bella waved the remark away with a flick of her hand. “Tell us about Reed."
"Can we go in at least? I don't think the neighbors need to hear about my X-rated evening."
Sadie grinned from ear to ear. “How X-rated?"
"Yes,” Kyra exclaimed. “Like XXX-rated?"
Marley brushed past them, dropped her handbag by the front door, then plopped onto the plush couch. “Well...” Marley glanced from face to face. These women she loved, no better friends in the world, and maybe the feeling was even stronger now. If it hadn't been for their suggestion for the pact of seduction, none of this would have happened. “He was incr
edible.” She sighed, sending her friends to giggle around her.
"How incredible?” Sadie asked.
How could Marley even put the experience into words? So much had happened for her, such changes in her soul that could never be erased, and all things she couldn't properly describe. “I've never met a man like him. He's so confident, sexy...and, girls, he rocked my socks off."
"Details, more details, you better tell us everything.” Bella squealed.
No one here would judge her, but some things were her secrets, and ones she didn't want to share, so she stuck to the basics. “He had me dress in a leather corset, garters—really sexy lingerie. Used ropes to tie me up—stuff like that."
"Wow.” Sadie's eyes hazed over.
"Wow's an understatement,” Marley countered. She could tell them about it all, how he flogged her, used the crop along her clit in a way to render her blind, but she knew her friends only needed to hear one thing to satisfy them. “He gave me multiple orgasms."
Kyra's eyes went huge. “He did not!"
"He did,” Marley retorted with a laugh, hardly able to believe it herself. “Trust me, I never would have thought it possible, but the man is gifted."
"Clearly.” Kyra smiled.
"So did you sleep with him?” Bella asked.
The oddest sensation washed over Marley, which caused her to pause. It seemed too private, something special between Reed and her, and not something her friends needed to know. “No."
Kyra's eyes narrowed. “If you didn't get down and dirty with him, how did he get you off so many times?"
"With his hands and a vibrator.” Marley told part truths. Sadie's mouth formed an O, and Marley laughed. “Insane, I know, but totally true."