zone in one easy lesson.” Depp rolled off her and began to wash his paw, very delicately.
Coll snorted. “Depp, the demon subbie mood slayer, eh? Come on, you monster. Let my kitten get up and then she can cuddle you.”
Finn watched as Coll grasped the cat, who miaowed his approval.
Turncoat.
“I’ll get you a robe, hold on.” Coll plus Depp walked back toward the bedroom. “You can stand up now if you want. We don’t want to traumatize Depp too much, eh?” He chuckled as he moved away.
Finn admired Coll’srear, rolled onto her side and stood up, wincing slightly. After a full day’s work and a night of vigorous activities, she had aches in places she never knew existed. Some wanted and relished, some not so much.
Coll reappeared and held out his hand. Finn let him pull her to her feet and put her arms into the robe he held before he passed her Depp. The kitten purred loudly and tried to lick Finn’s face.
“Yuk, Depp. I know where your tongue has been and I don’t mean trying to lick Coll either. Give over now or I’ll put you down.” The kitten ignored her and she held on to him at waist height. “Enough.”
Depp miaowed again.
Coll shook his head. “I can see how well he’s trained. One word from you and he’ll do as he likes.”
“Yup, ah well, you can’t train cats, they’re their own person.” Her tummy growled and the cat jerked. She grinned. “Unless I—or in this case my stomach—growl at him.”
“Come on, let me feed you. Then we’ll find out if there were any goings-on last night. I reckon Jeff or David will be around soon.”
“Don’t you mind everyone using here as a base?” Finn asked as she sat on a high stool next to the breakfast bar and drank a perfectly made cup of coffee. “Do they prefer it rather than the club, which incidentally I still haven’t seen inside.”
Coll shook his head. “Either or, we’re not fussed. I reckon Jeff said here in case you weren’t comfortable about going into the club. He doesn’t know you as I do.” He winked. “Thank goodness, Kath would have our guts for garters if he did.”
“And so she should,” Finn said. “I’d be like that if you—” She stopped speaking abruptly and heat flooded her. She’d bet her cheeks were red.
“If I?” Coll prompted.
“If you were mine and knew lots about another sub. No scrub that, about any woman. If we were committed…well…you get my gist, I bet.”
“Oh yes, and ditto, Finn, my kitten. I know it’s early days, but I am committed.”
How would she respond? It was perhaps presumptuous and too early to say such things, but Coll knew how he felt and decided to be open and honest about it.
She smiled widely. “If I wasn’t inhaling coffee and bacon, I’d dance around the room and then kiss you.” Finn sipped some more coffee. “But consider it done.”
Her throat rippled as she swallowed and Coll held in a groan. He had it bad when even that action made his cock jerk and harden.
Down boy.
“You know? I’ve never been one to act on impulse,” Finn said. “But I’ve decided in this case, I am.” She put her cup down and slid off the chair. “Don’t let the bacon fat spit on you, Sir.” She put her arms around his waist so he faced her, lifted his T-shirt and kissed each nipple in turn before she nuzzled his cock over his jeans. “I’m yours, Sir.” She stood up and Coll pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.
“And I’m yours, kitten.” Coll stroked her head. “Once we’re by ourselves again, we’ll go for a wander around the club if you like? Just so you can see what’s there…and”—he paused—“decide what takes your fancy.”
“I like the sound of that, but what if nothing does?” Finn sounded worried.
“Then that’s fine, we know what we like so far, and it doesn’t need the club to enhance it. Plus, when my cottage is finished, we can sort out our own playroom out. Yes?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
Thank goodness. Coll
Coll snorted. “Depp, the demon subbie mood slayer, eh? Come on, you monster. Let my kitten get up and then she can cuddle you.”
Finn watched as Coll grasped the cat, who miaowed his approval.
Turncoat.
“I’ll get you a robe, hold on.” Coll plus Depp walked back toward the bedroom. “You can stand up now if you want. We don’t want to traumatize Depp too much, eh?” He chuckled as he moved away.
Finn admired Coll’srear, rolled onto her side and stood up, wincing slightly. After a full day’s work and a night of vigorous activities, she had aches in places she never knew existed. Some wanted and relished, some not so much.
Coll reappeared and held out his hand. Finn let him pull her to her feet and put her arms into the robe he held before he passed her Depp. The kitten purred loudly and tried to lick Finn’s face.
“Yuk, Depp. I know where your tongue has been and I don’t mean trying to lick Coll either. Give over now or I’ll put you down.” The kitten ignored her and she held on to him at waist height. “Enough.”
Depp miaowed again.
Coll shook his head. “I can see how well he’s trained. One word from you and he’ll do as he likes.”
“Yup, ah well, you can’t train cats, they’re their own person.” Her tummy growled and the cat jerked. She grinned. “Unless I—or in this case my stomach—growl at him.”
“Come on, let me feed you. Then we’ll find out if there were any goings-on last night. I reckon Jeff or David will be around soon.”
“Don’t you mind everyone using here as a base?” Finn asked as she sat on a high stool next to the breakfast bar and drank a perfectly made cup of coffee. “Do they prefer it rather than the club, which incidentally I still haven’t seen inside.”
Coll shook his head. “Either or, we’re not fussed. I reckon Jeff said here in case you weren’t comfortable about going into the club. He doesn’t know you as I do.” He winked. “Thank goodness, Kath would have our guts for garters if he did.”
“And so she should,” Finn said. “I’d be like that if you—” She stopped speaking abruptly and heat flooded her. She’d bet her cheeks were red.
“If I?” Coll prompted.
“If you were mine and knew lots about another sub. No scrub that, about any woman. If we were committed…well…you get my gist, I bet.”
“Oh yes, and ditto, Finn, my kitten. I know it’s early days, but I am committed.”
How would she respond? It was perhaps presumptuous and too early to say such things, but Coll knew how he felt and decided to be open and honest about it.
She smiled widely. “If I wasn’t inhaling coffee and bacon, I’d dance around the room and then kiss you.” Finn sipped some more coffee. “But consider it done.”
Her throat rippled as she swallowed and Coll held in a groan. He had it bad when even that action made his cock jerk and harden.
Down boy.
“You know? I’ve never been one to act on impulse,” Finn said. “But I’ve decided in this case, I am.” She put her cup down and slid off the chair. “Don’t let the bacon fat spit on you, Sir.” She put her arms around his waist so he faced her, lifted his T-shirt and kissed each nipple in turn before she nuzzled his cock over his jeans. “I’m yours, Sir.” She stood up and Coll pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.
“And I’m yours, kitten.” Coll stroked her head. “Once we’re by ourselves again, we’ll go for a wander around the club if you like? Just so you can see what’s there…and”—he paused—“decide what takes your fancy.”
“I like the sound of that, but what if nothing does?” Finn sounded worried.
“Then that’s fine, we know what we like so far, and it doesn’t need the club to enhance it. Plus, when my cottage is finished, we can sort out our own playroom out. Yes?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
Thank goodness. Coll
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