Walker moved to the side of the booth so if Cass turned her head he would see her face. He wanted to watch her reactions. Already her breathing seemed slightly labored as she anticipated the session. Every few breaths she took her body trembled, causing his to tighten further until he was as strung out as she.

He wanted her and, unless he missed his guess, which he rarely did when it came to reading people, so did Dex.

The session began with a simple suede flogger consisting of a multitude of long tails and various knots that Dex used to trail across her arms and back until a soft “please” fell from her lips. A sign the little sub was getting desperate for more.

Walker wanted to be the one coaxing the pleasure from Cass, but it would be awkward, to say the least, to ask for permission to do so. So instead he remained on the sidelines, rigid with need and longing for a woman who wouldn’t even be described as pretty by others, but to him had become the most sensual creature he’d seen in a very long time.

“I know, baby. It’s coming.”

Dex talked to her in hushed tones that no one besides the three of them could have heard. As he raised his arm and delivered the tails across her back in a sharp blow, the sounds and people around them faded away. All of the focus was on Cass and her pleasure, fulfilling the need she’d come to Purgatory for.

Wrists twisted and turned so the tails moved in a sideways figure eight, and light pink marks began to appear across the skin of her back. Even while watching the flogging from the corner of his eyes he didn’t take his gaze from the profile of her face. He willed her to turn and look at him, desperate to see her every reaction to his friend’s superior skills.

As the falls to her backside increased, her hands clenched and unclenched into tights fists as she automatically pulled against her bindings. She’d been given a safe word to use if at any time the flogging became too much for her, but based on her body language she wouldn’t be using it anytime soon.

Walker glanced at Dex to see his friend lost in concentration, his hand flipping the flogger both expertly and automatically as he watched for any sign of distress or pleasure on her part. On a loud moan from Cass, he looked over with a shit-eating grin stamped on his face. The man took pride in his ability to mold every submissive in his care to the perfect writhing ball of pleasure.

When he turned back to Cass, he caught her staring at him. Their gazes met and held and her lips parted, a moan rolling out and over him. His stomach seized as the need emanating from her melded with his, driving them both to the precipice of no return. With little thought to their surroundings his palm rubbed over his dick, pushing the seam of his pants into the sensitive skin. If she kept looking at him like that he was going to come in his fucking pants like a horny teenager.

Energy buzzed through his veins, as his innate need to be in control fought for dominance over the situation. He had to fight the urge to snatch the flogger from Dex and whip her until she begged to come for him.