Tristan Michelson
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Nicole had enjoyed every bit of being flogged. I saw it in the way she instinctively wiggled her ass for more. I’d gone easy on her because it was her first time, but that wasn’t the point.
The point was that she had openly asked for it.
So how come she was crying now?
“Baby?” I cupped her face. “Was I too harsh? Was it too painful?”
She shook her head, but the sobs wouldn’t stop.
“f**k,” I muttered to myself and wrapped an arm around her, bringing her closer so she could bury her face in my chest. This wasn’t how I planned for the day to go.
I didn’t know what to do with a crying woman. I didn’t know what to do with a crying Nicole. Had I ever seen her cry before? What could be the problem? She’d been pretty distracted when she came over two days ago. Did s
