In the sack, with us drawing out the worst in each other, it let me burn off some of the crap that was going on in my head.
Working it off on her ass and knowing that she’d take whatever I had to give, and wouldloveit, made it so much fucking better.
She twisted up and back to look at where I was studying, and the moment she started squirming, I choked out a laugh.
Savvie was so fucking predictable sometimes.
Because my dick wasn’t ready to be pounced on yet, I carefully set her down on the counter.
"Stay there," I grumbled at her, knowing she’d hop down the moment my back was turned.
She huffed but did as I asked when I pulled out some alcohol wipes and antibiotic cream from the first aid kit.
"That’s not necessary," she grumbled back. "That’s how bacteria is getting too dependent and resistant to some forms of antibiotics."
"I’m annoyed about this, Savannah," I chided as I carefully cleaned her wrists. "How the fuck am I supposed to tie you to the bed if you wreck your wrists every time?"
She perked up at that. "Minimize movement. Or… ya know, use nicer cuffs."
"I don’t always have time for that," I groused with a sigh, pissed when she hissed as the alcohol went to work on the wounds, causing a sting that I knew too well. "Plus, the last time I used those fake cuffs, you got free."
Her smile made my dick ache. "I forgot about that."
"I didn’t."
"You can’t just expect me to lie there and stay still when you turn that vibrator on."
"Yes, I can. In fact, I’m going to spank you for that later."
"That isn’t fair—"
"Who said I had to be fair?" I rumbled, staring deep into her eyes, watching her pupils bloat in response to my words and tone.
She swallowed. "Aidan?"
I hummed.
"I’d really like it if you could fuck me right now."
"That would be rewarding bad behavior so why would I do that?"
"Bad behavior!" she croaked out.
I ran my thumb over the alcohol wipe along the pink, tender flesh on her wrist where the cuffs had left a mark.
"Yeah.Bad. The opposite of good."
She sniffed.
Savvie never failed to astonish me, but as ridiculous as it was to make this threat, I knew it’d ram home with her.
"No sex until you figure out a way to apologize."
Her lips parted. "No sex until I apologize for hurting my wrists which were only hurting becauseyoutied me to the bed?"
I shrugged. "Yup. How else are you going to learn that sex can’t be weaponized and that your safety is my priority?"
She gaped at me. "You’re mean."