Free Blue (Darkness Falls #3) by Ivory Quinn Page A

answer.” She said, and the seriousness of the issue was evident in her tone.
    “Of course, Mistress.”
    “Are you okay with this?”
    “Yes, Mistress.” He didn’t even hesitate. “I’m curious and excited and aroused. It’s like being in the play room already.”
    “If at any time it gets uncomfortable, you may say your safe word and go to another room for the night. You won’t be punished.”
    “Yes, Mistress.”
    “You may get ready for bed as you choose and you can sleep wherever you wish.”
    “In the bed?” He asked, hope in his voice , and she smiled.
    “If you want to. Just…either on my side or at the end of the bed. I don’t think Blue would mind but I’m not sure you’re ready for his wandering hands in the night.”
    Thomas burst out laughing. No, he definitely wasn’t ready for that. He’d been in Blue’s play room enough times to be comfortable with him, but it was always entirely non-sexual. He gave his assent and went to prepare himself.
    Blue had almost run the bath and stripped off when she entered the room. The air was steamy, heavy with the scent of bath oils, and she flushed in the warmth.
    “You look beautiful tonight.” He lifted her up to his waist so he could kiss her and she sighed happily. He always tasted so good. Stepping into the bath, he lowered them both into the water and sat at the edge, propping up his knees so that she could lean back against them.
    “Not so bad yourself, Sasquatch.” She relaxed onto him, letting her arms trail in the water. “This is nice.”
    Nice was an understatement. Blue took a sponge from the edge of the bath and sluiced water over her breasts, loving the way the runnels curved around them, the odd droplet falling from her nipples. She had glorious breasts. Noelle had the figure of every man’s wet dream. Despite all the muscle she’d piled on since working at The Manor, she hadn’t lost her curves. Her skin was still soft and pliable under his hands.
    “Do you think you could get used to it?” He asked, testing the waters…literally.
    “Get used to being pampered?” She peeled one eye open and smiled. “Yeah, I’m fairly sure I could get used to that.”
    Unsure if she’d deliberately misunderstood or just hadn’t realised what he meant, he tried again. “No, I meant you and me.”
    “Could I get used to bathing with you?” This time she opened both eyes. “Well Thomas might feel a bit put out. It’s his favourite thing. But I suppose one bath slave is much like another.”
    “Are you being deliberately obtuse?” He growled and she straightened up.
    “Uh…no.” She frowned. “Have I completely missed something here?”
    “I’m asking you how you’d feel about ‘us’ being a regular thing.”
    “Haven’t we always been a regular thing?” Now she just looked confused. “We hung out together even when Sean was on the scene.”
    “That was as friends and fuck buddies.” He shook his head. “I just…never mind.” He closed his eyes and rested his head on the edge of the bath, barely registering that she had gone very still.
    “Are you asking if I’ve thought about us being more than friends and fuck buddies?” She sounded genuinely astonished, as if the thought had honestly never occurred to her.
    “Well why not?” He didn’t know why this was making him feel so defensive. “We’re good together, in everything, not just sex.”
    “But we’re both tops.” She pointed out. “It’d be a constant power struggle between us. We’d end up tearing each other to shreds.”
    “No we wouldn’t.” He disagreed. “When we rile each other up, that’s when we have the best sex. We’ve got all the chemistry to make this something explosive.”
    “We can’t base a relationship on sex alone.” Her shoulders slumped. “I don’t understand why you’re asking this, Blue.”
    Because I’m in love with you . “I just think it makes sense. It’s not just that we work well together, it’s that