“She’s coming again. Oh, fuck.” Quinten groaned, resting his head against his hands on the straps. “Fuck, that’s amazing.” He stood, finally, and stroked her thighs. “Baby, you’re one amazing woman.” There was deep emotion in his voice as he spoke. He gently disengaged his cock from her swollen pussy. “I hope I didn’t hurt you.”
All Camilla could do was shake her head, lying limp in the swing. “No hurting. Only loving. I feel like I’m floating on a cloud in heaven. While angels sing,” she added with a soft chuckle. “I love you two so much.” There was a soft break in her voice.
Ben released her wrists, untied the blindfold, which was damp, and looked into her tear-filled eyes. “I love you, Camilla. Forever.”
She wrapped a trembling hand around the back of his head and kissed him. Her whole body quivered as Quinten bent over her and pressed kisses all over her abdomen.
“We’re so lucky you love us, baby. I can’t imagine my life without you, without this love.” Quinten’s voice shook as he spoke, and Ben felt encompassed, ensnared with such bonds of love that he wondered if they weren’t having some sort of telepathic communion .
With a deep breath, Ben finally rose, and they freed her from the love swing and carried her limp, sated form to the bed. They lay beside her for a while, stroking her until she was deeply asleep.
Ben was wide awake, and knew that Quinten was in the same shape. He motioned toward the kitchen, and Quinten nodded. They were both night owls and it wasn’t even eight o’clock yet. Much too early for either of them to be going to bed. But he hoped Camilla slept like a rock. Given the way she’d pushed herself lately, she’d earned it.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Quinten joined Ben on the couch as he surfed through the television channels looking for something interesting.
He was wide awake, which was unbelievable after the release he’d had earlier. Normally he slept like a well-fed baby after an orgasm, and as volcanic as that climax had been, he should be joining Camilla in a dual coma, but there he sat. He smiled at Ben, figuring the dumbfounded look on his face was one that they shared.
“She was really something,” Ben murmured before taking a sip of his steaming coffee.
“You can say that again. I hope she sleeps well.”
Ben was lost in thought for a few moments then said, “If she reacted that way to just being restrained…and then the flogging from before…” Ben glanced at him, and Quinten realized what Ben was seeking from him. Not permission, so much as understanding.
“Ben, we bring different qualities to this relationship with her. That part of your personality fits well with hers. It’s obvious she likes it—hell, needs it. Do you remember when she offered that flogger to you? The look in her eyes said it all. Same thing with the blindfold and the restraints tonight. She loved it all. I don’t think she plays by a set of strict rules where her little kink is concerned. It may well be that she likes that you need to do some exploring because it means that you’re not coming to her with a history or preconceived ideas about what it means to dominate her.”
“I hadn’t thought of it that way. I’m thankful I had Ethan to talk to. So you’d be okay if we take this thing between us a little farther? You’re welcome to come along…participate.”
“What about her status as an expectant mother?”
“That’s the first thing I plan to ask Joseph about. I know from that first serious talk we had that Dominance and submission goes way beyond the physical with her. This time we have, while she’s pregnant makes it possible for me to explore all those avenues first.”
“Good, because I’m not jazzed about the idea of her being tied down or given a thorough flogging while she’s carrying our baby.”
“It makes me uncomfortable too. I think what happened tonight is about as far as I can go with her. I’m not even sure that I’m willing to do that when she’s much farther along than she is right now. Given my inexperience, I’m taking no chances with her or the baby.”
Quinten nodded, knowing that Ben hated being at a loss like that. He loved being in control. “Taking those classes will give you a whole new perspective. I may go with you to a few of them, because I need to know how I can help in your dynamic. I don’t particularly need to dominate her, but I want to help if it makes her happy.”
“Not the least bit curious to discover if you’re more submissive than dominant?” Ben asked, and Quinten was flooded with relief when he didn’t chuckle.