Chapter 286. Role Play?

When Colt consented, I knew there were some perks to dying after all. 

At another time he would have stuck to his guns. 

I would have gone ahead with it regardless, of course. But then I would have been hurting him. 

Although he would still experience some level of hurt now, it was a hurt he consented to. Just like the hurt I consented to every time he spanked me in the shower.

“Fuck.” I gasped, because a spank on your wet ass hurt much more than it did on a normal day.

He silenced my protest with his lips crushing mine, raising me up, and turning to pin my back against the damp marble wall while my legs circled his waist.

“Colt.” I gasped, shivering against him as he bit my nipple, hard. 

He pulled away then, his hands moving to sleek my hair back, staring into my eyes and visually tracing the length of my naked body under the steaming shower, his tongue darting out to lick his lips once.

I groaned, sinking my fingers in