band around your neck,” he said with a kiss to my temple.
I chuckled. “Do you have a leather kink I don’t know about?”
He laughed. “No, but I so have a ‘he belongs to me’ kink.”
I burst out laughing and leaned up on my arm so I could see his face. “Well, it’s just as well that I do belong to you.”
Kira smiled and touched the ring on the necklace around my neck. “I’m really glad you suggested this.”
“What? The rings or the sex?”
He grinned. “Both.”
I looked down at the smeared, drying messes on our stomachs and the condom on his now softened cock. “We really need to get cleaned up,” I said, but as I tried to roll off the bed, Kira stopped me.
He looked me in the eye seriously. “Matt, I love you and you mean the world to me.”
He quite often told me this, like it was his job to remind me. “I know,” I told him. I leaned in and kissed him. “And I won’t ever doubt it again.”
“Go start the shower,” he said with a smile. “I’ll join you in a sec.”
I hadn’t even got under the water and he was behind me. I soaped up and he rubbed me down, skimming his hands over my body as the water washed me clean. He kissed over my right shoulder and up my neck to my ear. It was weird—it still made me shiver, it still gave me goosebumps when he gently bit down on the lobe, but I heard nothing.
There was no whispers, no soft moans. Not in my right ear anyway.
But then his lips found my left ear and he whispered, “You’re done. My turn.”
He was even sexy bossing me around in the shower. I returned the favour, soaping him up and washing him down, planting soft kisses across his shoulder blades, and when he turned around, the sight of the ring resting on his chest took my breath away.
He must have seen the look in my eyes, because he said, “If we don’t leave soon, we’ll be late.”
I smiled as I kissed his collarbone and the water washed over both us. “You might get into trouble for being late to work, but I won’t.”
Kira growled and bit my shoulder. “Not fair.” He shut the water off, stepped out of the shower, picked up a towel then threw it at me. “Anyway, those kids wouldn’t let you forget it, and neither would Boss.”
“True.”
He kissed me lightly before he walked out of the bathroom. “Five minutes, babe.”
Exactly five minutes later we were in the car and headed to the Club. Kira pulled up where there was a spot, not too far from the doors to the fight club.
“Who are those two?”
“They’re the two guys I’ve told you about.”
“The two guys who’ve been hanging around outside?”
“Yep. That’s them.”
“Is that Rueben?”
I looked out of the windshield to where the small African-American boy was talking to the two men on the corner of the block. “Yep.”
“Does he know those guys?”
“Don’t know. I’ve seen them hanging around a bit. They don’t come into the club, so I don’t really see much of what goes on outside of it,” I said.
“They look like trouble,” he said quietly. “I mean, what kind of adults hang around kids like that?”
“The ones with not-so nice objectives. The type that shouldn’t be on the streets.”
Kira was quiet for a long second, his brow creased, and he looked at his hands. “Matt…you’re not a cop anymore…”
“That’s why I’m not involved in any way,” I told him. It probably should have bothered me that he thought I was involved, but it didn’t. He had every right to ask. “And I won’t be involved in any way. If I think they’re a threat to anyone, I will put a call in to the department. I promise you, Kira, I won’t put myself or anyone I love in jeopardy again.”
He looked at me and smiled. “I believe you.”
I looked back out to where Rueben was. He seemed happy enough—he was smiling anyway. “But right now, those two guys are just innocent men on the street. Maybe they live close by. I really don’t know.”
Kira nodded. “It’s
I chuckled. “Do you have a leather kink I don’t know about?”
He laughed. “No, but I so have a ‘he belongs to me’ kink.”
I burst out laughing and leaned up on my arm so I could see his face. “Well, it’s just as well that I do belong to you.”
Kira smiled and touched the ring on the necklace around my neck. “I’m really glad you suggested this.”
“What? The rings or the sex?”
He grinned. “Both.”
I looked down at the smeared, drying messes on our stomachs and the condom on his now softened cock. “We really need to get cleaned up,” I said, but as I tried to roll off the bed, Kira stopped me.
He looked me in the eye seriously. “Matt, I love you and you mean the world to me.”
He quite often told me this, like it was his job to remind me. “I know,” I told him. I leaned in and kissed him. “And I won’t ever doubt it again.”
“Go start the shower,” he said with a smile. “I’ll join you in a sec.”
I hadn’t even got under the water and he was behind me. I soaped up and he rubbed me down, skimming his hands over my body as the water washed me clean. He kissed over my right shoulder and up my neck to my ear. It was weird—it still made me shiver, it still gave me goosebumps when he gently bit down on the lobe, but I heard nothing.
There was no whispers, no soft moans. Not in my right ear anyway.
But then his lips found my left ear and he whispered, “You’re done. My turn.”
He was even sexy bossing me around in the shower. I returned the favour, soaping him up and washing him down, planting soft kisses across his shoulder blades, and when he turned around, the sight of the ring resting on his chest took my breath away.
He must have seen the look in my eyes, because he said, “If we don’t leave soon, we’ll be late.”
I smiled as I kissed his collarbone and the water washed over both us. “You might get into trouble for being late to work, but I won’t.”
Kira growled and bit my shoulder. “Not fair.” He shut the water off, stepped out of the shower, picked up a towel then threw it at me. “Anyway, those kids wouldn’t let you forget it, and neither would Boss.”
“True.”
He kissed me lightly before he walked out of the bathroom. “Five minutes, babe.”
Exactly five minutes later we were in the car and headed to the Club. Kira pulled up where there was a spot, not too far from the doors to the fight club.
“Who are those two?”
“They’re the two guys I’ve told you about.”
“The two guys who’ve been hanging around outside?”
“Yep. That’s them.”
“Is that Rueben?”
I looked out of the windshield to where the small African-American boy was talking to the two men on the corner of the block. “Yep.”
“Does he know those guys?”
“Don’t know. I’ve seen them hanging around a bit. They don’t come into the club, so I don’t really see much of what goes on outside of it,” I said.
“They look like trouble,” he said quietly. “I mean, what kind of adults hang around kids like that?”
“The ones with not-so nice objectives. The type that shouldn’t be on the streets.”
Kira was quiet for a long second, his brow creased, and he looked at his hands. “Matt…you’re not a cop anymore…”
“That’s why I’m not involved in any way,” I told him. It probably should have bothered me that he thought I was involved, but it didn’t. He had every right to ask. “And I won’t be involved in any way. If I think they’re a threat to anyone, I will put a call in to the department. I promise you, Kira, I won’t put myself or anyone I love in jeopardy again.”
He looked at me and smiled. “I believe you.”
I looked back out to where Rueben was. He seemed happy enough—he was smiling anyway. “But right now, those two guys are just innocent men on the street. Maybe they live close by. I really don’t know.”
Kira nodded. “It’s
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