Free Silken Desires by Laci Paige Page B

became one
with her body again.
    ***
    Something really cold touched her back, and
she inhaled a quick breath. Someone was icing her, but pulled away
when she jerked her body. “Just do it,” she gasped.
    “Roxi?” Jonathan stopped and knelt by her
side. She smiled up at him and all the worry and concern on his
face washed away. “You’re back with me,” he said, more to himself
than her.
    “I am. Thank you.” He kissed her lips quick
and soft then went back to applying an ice pack on her back for
several minutes. She looked around and saw they were in the
playroom across from her apartment.
    With delicate fingers, Jonathan applied a
salve to her back and dressed two spots with gauze, and then iced
her again.
    When he finished administering first aid, he
wrapped the two of them in a huge fuzzy blanket. He nuzzled his
face into her hair and she could hear him inhale a deep shaky
breath. Pulling away from him, she said, “Hey,” and ran her fingers
along his cheek. “Look at me.” He raised his head slowly and his
bloodshot green eyes focused in on her. He’d been crying. “You
okay?” she asked, tenderly.
    “I need you to explain it to me someday. Not
now. All I need right now is this.” Shivering, he hugged her firmly
to his chest.
    She knew it had to be hard on him to see her
at a low point, and never mind what he had to do to bring her out
of it. He only did what was desperately needed, she had to make him
understand, and accept that. She didn’t want to go to another Dom,
she needed Jonathan’s touch.
    As the love of her life held her, she
noticed a lot of emotion pass through his eyes, but they were the
same eyes that used to look at her in elementary school. He would
follow her around like a lost little puppy, and that was the start
of the inseparable Roxi and Jonathan, until she went and screwed
that up. So much time had passed since they met, with so much
history between the two, but he still stared at her sometimes with
that same puppy dog look that used to make her knees weak and her
heart flutter.
    It was a bonus that her brother and Jonathan
were best friends because she got to see him at the house, a lot.
He was around most of the time because his father worked 24/7
raking in a lot of money, and his mother hated being alone, so she
would go off with her friends and travel. The only constant at the
house, and in his life, became his nanny.
    No one dissuaded Jonathan from spending time
with the Foresman family. They were a good influence in his life,
and gave him the experience of being in a real family.
    She sighed in contentment in his arms,
thinking back on being each other’s first kiss, first love, hell,
first everything, she would never have had it any other way.
    A soft knock sounded at the door. “Come in,”
Jonathan called.
    “How’s it going?” Frank asked.
    Roxi sat up and grinned. “Hey, Frank. How ya
doin’?” Frank’s wardrobe only knew leather and denim, he owned a
couple of Harleys and was a badass guy when he needed to be, but
other than that he was a sweet man nearing sixty. His face was tan
and weathered from riding his motorcycles year round. No matter the
weather, he rode them anyway. His wavy black and gray hair hung, as
usual, in a low ponytail on the back of his head.
    “I’m doing all right missy. Question is, how
are you doing?” He gave her a stern look. Her submissiveness kicked
in, and she looked down. “I’m fine, Sir.”
    “Bounce back pretty quickly, huh? My guess
is you’ve done this a time or two.”
    “Yes, Sir. I lived the life for almost seven
months. My Master wasn’t much of a companion, but he knew me inside
and out when it came to play time. I—I like it rough. He taught me,
and he was good at what he did. Very tender during aftercare, and
he took really good care of me for the most part, but he wasn’t
much outside of the playroom. He offered for me to be his slave
indefinitely, I declined his offer.” She kept her gaze to