Sneak Peak For The Letter B Chapter
Chuckling, he turns her head straight so he can finish. “If you’re sure. But we should think up a ‘safe word.’ We’ve tried out some of it before, but I think we should follow the rules this time.”
She snorts and smiles, the fact that he looked into something so broad of a subject as BDSM and came up with a set of rules for ‘the norm.’ “Alright. Let’s see …. Calibrations,” she says, smirking as she imagines his face.
“Calibrations? Really?” His voice is flat, but she knows his exasperation well enough to know exactly what he thinks of using that word for something so serious.
“Yeah, you’re right,” she agrees, grinning her amusement. “Knowing you, that might actually come up. How about ….” She hums and lets him work at the last of her hair, feeling the shift in his tugs and knowing the sensation enough to guess he’s finally tying up the end of the braid. “Burnt toast.”
His gentle tugs stop as he rumbles in confusion. “Burnt. Toast. Where the hell did you come up with that as the safe word?”
Jane snorts and looks over her shoulder with a smirk. “Since when would burnt toast come up in sex?” She waits for consideration to show in his eyes before she gives him a stern look. “Unless there’s something I should know about.”
He barks a soft laugh before thrumming. “You’re right. I’ve always considered crumbs all over the bed very sexy.”