Chapter 74

“Okay,” Ali promised.

“And this,” Yazid added, picking up the vibrator. “No.”

“Um. Okay? I’m not arguing,” Ali added quickly. “If you don’t want it, then fine. But…do you want to tell me why?”

“If you’re going to use me to relieve your stress,” Yazid said slowly, never taking his eyes from Ali’s, “then it’s going to be youNot your toys.”

Ali plucked the vibrator from him and tossed it back in the sink before cupping Yazid’s face in both hands and kissing him—open-mouthed, languid, slow. “Okay,” he whispered against Yazid’s tongue. “No toys. Just the wrist restraints. You and me, all shut in our room together. And all five rules.”

The five rules they had set out when Yazid had first—very hesitantly—agreed to playing with Ali at all. The five rules that were so sacred, any infraction meant playing was permanently over.

“Tell me.”