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Crack the Whip
Book: Crack the Whip Read Online Free
Author: Desiree Holt
Tags: Romance
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climax.
    Even before the last of the aftershocks had subsided, Reece blew out the candles and eased them from her body.
    He placed them on the table before sliding the vibrator from her cunt. He released all the bindings holding her in place and finally applied a soothing cream to the marks the wax had left on her skin.
    “You have done well, tonight,” he told her, helping her from the table and pressing the button to lower it back to the floor. “We are finished now. Stop in the main lounge and have someone bring me a drink. My usual.”
    India frowned, no doubt wondering why he was changing their customary routine. Not using her to achieve his own climax. But as a good sub, she knew better than to ask questions. She simply nodded and walked to the door, heading for the dressing room where she’d left her clothes.
    Another thing Reece liked was for his subs to parade naked through the club when he was finished with them so others could see his handiwork. The stripes from the flogger were still visible to admire, and when she walked through the lounge to order his drink, everyone would see them.
    He placed all the toys and instruments he’d used back on the table. When he left the room, someone would collect everything he’d used, clean and sterilize them thoroughly and put them back. After a certain amount of use all of them were replaced, anyway.
    His body vibrated with unreleased sexual tension, a fact that irritated him more than he wanted to admit. Maybe it was his punishment for playing sex games with India while the meeting with Katie was still so fresh in his mind. The memories she brought back were so vivid, the emotions he thought he’d buried all these years roiled to the surface, bringing back their last scene together as if it had just happened. Trying to pass it off as nothing more than a casual situation was stupid. He’d have done a lot better to lock himself in a different room and jerk off. What an ass he was.
    He could hardly stand himself.
    When a knock sounded on the door, he yanked it open, snatched the drink from the poor attendant and slammed the door shut again.
    Fuck! How the hell had this happened to him?

Chapter Three
    One of the things Reece had ordered for his private room was a leather lounge chair he could relax in after a session with one of his subs. Usually he just kicked back, had his first drink of the night, and let the memories of the evening replay in his mind. Tonight there was no relaxing. Katie Warren’s reappearance in his life had seen to that.
    He stripped off his slacks, retrieving the handkerchief from the back pocket, and kicked out of his boxers. Then he dropped naked into the chair and took a healthy swallow of his drink. He didn’t remember being this aroused since his first session at a fetish club all those years ago. A wry smile twisted his lips as he recalled the long ago evening. He’d been like a kid in a candy store, realizing for the first time in his life what a sweet tooth he had.
    But tonight…
    Shit.
    He looked down at his cock, so swollen the soft skin around the inner steel was stretched taut and the ropy vein twisted around it pulsed visibly. The broad head was darkened, its surface glistening from the pre-cum he’d inadvertently spread over it when he yanked off his boxers.
    Taking another large swallow of his drink, he leaned back, closed his eyes, and wrapped his fingers around the engorged shaft.
    Ahh!
    So good. The only thing better would be Katie’s slim fingers instead of his. The memory imprinted in his brain leaped to the forefront and he swore he could actually feel her soft touch on his body. He took a moment to open the handkerchief and drape it over his thighs before closing his eyes again and summoning up those old memories.
    They were celebrating her last year in college, making plans for the future. The Golden Spur was thriving, even in a market where the price of beef was down. His brothers were married, living in their own
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