Free Eraser Crimson by Megan Keith, Renee Kubisch Page A

sight.
    “I’m so relieved.”
    “Where’s the confident Sir gone?”  Her hands now unbound, she lifted a finger to his face and traced a line down his cheek.
    “I’ve made so many mistakes with you, Mackenzie.  I don’t want to make any more,” he said carefully, in a moment of honesty.  “You’re too important to me.  I don’t want to ruin this.”
    Her heart fluttered at the sentiment.  Nate was back in full force and Mackenzie smiled big at his words.  He cleared his throat, reached around her back with one arm, hooked his other under her knees and stood up.  Carrying her bridal style to the bathroom.  He kissed her softly on the lips before standing her gently beside the shower.  He reached in and turned on the tap before facing her.  Mackenzie reached behind her back, unhooking her bra and letting it fall to the floor.  Keeping her eyes on the man in front of her.  She noted his eyes focus on her breasts.  He took a step in her direction, his hands coming to cup and fondle them.  Mackenzie’s eyes searched his lust-filled ones, locking on them a moment before he blinked and turned to step into the shower.
    “Come.  Let me wash you.”
    She let him take her hand and lead her into the hot spray.  She stood with the water cascading down her back as Nate moved in behind her.  He filled his hands with liquid soap and started lathering her shoulders working his way down her back and onto her ass.  Mackenzie moaned contentedly at the feel of his hands running over her body.
    “Are you sore?”
    “No, not at all.”  Mackenzie was surprised that she didn’t feel the least bit tender, not even when he was massaging her ass.  “What was that thing you were hitting me with?  A flogger?”
    “Yes.  You enjoyed that.”
    “I did.  I thought it would be painful but it wasn’t at all, a little bit of sting, but it felt good.  What was it made of?”
    “Elk.  Some floggers are made for pain,” he leaned forward and seductively whispered in her ear, “but I prefer pleasure.”
    Mackenzie turned to face him.  Raising her arms to drape them over his shoulders, she stood on the tips of her feet and placed a tender kiss on his lips.
    “Thank you.”
    “For?” he asked.
    “For knowing exactly what I need.  I had no idea it could be like this.”  Mackenzie felt a sudden overwhelming emotion that caused tears to form in her eyes.  She couldn’t pinpoint what it was so she grabbed hold of the soap in an attempt to distract herself.  Lathering her hands she turned her attention to washing Nate’s hard body.  She paid particular attention to his chest and the spattering of dark hair that resided there.  She could feel the strong beat of his heart under her palms.
    He rested his hands on her hips while she set about washing his body.  He groaned when she reached behind him to run her hands down his back.  She massaged his butt, pulling herself against his body to slide her hands down to cup his balls from behind, before gliding them around the tops of his thighs and onto his cock.  He was getting hard again.  It was so late and he knew he should be going to sleep if he wanted to be alert for his busy schedule the next day at work, but there was no way he would be getting any shut-eye any time soon.  Not with this woman near him.  He made sure they were both rinsed clean and then turned off the water.  He had to have her again.
    Mackenzie let out a small squeal when Nate picked her up and carried her from the shower.  He unceremoniously plonked her behind on the bathroom counter, kissing her passionately on the mouth before moving on to nuzzle her neck.  Her fingers clung to his hair and she closed her eyes in pleasure, tilting her head for him.  He lifted to look her in the eye before pressing a closed-mouth kiss on her lips and stepping away to grab a couple of fluffy white towels.  He wrapped one around her shoulders and then set to work on drying her thighs down to her