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fingers, making him think of how they’d wrap around his dick to slide up and down. His cock surged, forcing his balls to tighten and feel unbearable. He rubbed the heel of his palm against the front of his pants. Nothing fazed him. Not a bleed in the operating room. Not an angry patient. Not even Renee when she went on a rant. But this—watching his sub slide her fingers between her plump folds, washing the small nest of curls as he’d instructed—was his undoing. This fucking fazed the hell out of him.
    Tony watched as she slipped one finger down the side of the pink folds. He groaned when his cock twitched in his briefs. She withdrew her finger to slide down the other side just the same.
    He shifted on the edge of the tub, his gaze fixated on her working finger. She lathered her hands again and slid two fingers down the middle of the swollen lips. He could feel his underwear dampen as the tip of his cock leaked precum. The swollen head was dying to get inside his beautiful sub. It was getting harder to refuse the urge to plunge into her warm depths.
    She swayed her hips back and forth. He knew she ached to feel the relief her exploring fingers could bring. Three days had passed since he’d allowed her to come. Her supple body writhed with need. He could see it—the flush of her creamy skin, the slight tremble of her belly. All the signs were there.
    “Don’t put your finger inside, poppet. Let me.” He got up and took a towel from the stack on the shelf. “Stand up.” The struggle for patience made his muscles tremble as he took as much care drying her off as he had washing her. He always took his time with her. In any matter, he was patient and careful. A fragile sub needed security and encouragement as much as she needed pleasure.
    Lily followed him into the bedroom. He pulled back the covers from the bed. She dropped the towel and crawled toward the headboard where she found the pillows fluffed and waiting. As she began to turn over and settle in, he took her by the waist and held her to keep her in the position she’d been crawling in.
    “Just like that,” he said.
    Tony took a moment to admire the welts he’d left three days ago. He loved the way her pale skin still took the lash so well. The raised pink marks would stay for at least another two days. He’d been rather harsh with her this week. He crossed his arms over his chest.
    “Did you put the cream on?”
    She shook her head. Shit, he thought, Renee hadn’t come this week. There was no way Lily could’ve reached the marks on her back. He’d have to tend to them when he was done. He pinched one of the more painful-looking stripes on her ass. He smiled when she winced. She didn’t pull away; instead, she leaned farther into his hand.
    He patted her on the head and brushed his hand over her arching back. The lash had reached all the way to her left shoulder. Tony traced her waist with his hand before wandering to the mound at the crest of her thighs. The tender flesh was warm and already slick.
    “That’s it. Get wet for me,” he encouraged as he spread her labia wide so his other hand could trace the portal to her body. Tony rested his knee on the edge of the bed. “Let me in, poppet.”
    He rested his cheek on the tortured flesh of her backside. The warmth radiated through his skin to trap his groin. He’d caused this. To think only three years ago she’d been lost in pleasure under his flogger for the first time.
    He slid his index finger into her pussy, easily followed by two more. The song of her moan drifted over his ears, driving his fingers in even farther. As her hips began to grind the pleasure from his firm thrusts, he withdrew and spread the round cheeks of her ass. He loved the way they overflowed in his hands. Her body shuddered as he slipped his arm around the sweet curve of her waist and steadied her against his torso. He circled the tight pink ring, wetting it with the juice her pussy had given him.
    She groaned as he