Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 140604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 562(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 562(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
“Palms down.” He managed to choke out the words.
He stared at them while Olivia instructed his best friend on how to greet their dominant partner.
He’d never let himself dream about this. Never once. Losing Garrett would be… He wasn’t sure he could survive without him. It was dangerous what they were doing. Especially since Olivia swore they only had a week.
He had to temper his desire. He had to play this cool so he didn’t lose everything for one week’s bliss.
He moved forward and placed a hand on Olivia’s head. “Do you willingly submit to me this evening?”
“Yes, Master.”
“What’s your safe word tonight?”
“I think I’ll go with Chihuahua in honor of the first female who tried to get her paws on my Master this evening,” Olivia replied with that sexy grin of hers. He was starting to understand her expressions. This one he liked to call the cat who got all the cream. “Don’t worry, though. I can’t blame Muffin. She wanted a belly rub. But if Lola tries again, I’m going to do more than pull some hair.”
“And if Jason tries to convince my sub to date him, I’ll make sure he never asks again,” Garrett said under his breath.
The fact that these two magnificent people were kneeling in front of him, offering him their trust, made him feel like a million bucks. Like he wasn’t the rat everyone called him when he was a kid. A parasite. He wasn’t. He never had been, and the fact that he had two people who gave themselves to him proved it.
He glanced around the room. There was a nice spanking bench. Several flat surfaces which could be used for any number of scenarios. And a sex swing. Oh, he was interested in that.
After they tried out the spanking bench and began her preparation.
“Garrett, get her on the bench. I want that gorgeous ass of hers in the air and ready for discipline.” He moved to his kit, finding what he needed and locating the small bathroom off the playroom. Naturally it was stocked with everything a creative Dom could need to keep his equipment clean and to prepare it for use. He would hand it to Jack Barnes. The man was prepared.
And he wasn’t thinking about the fact that they were using her parents’ playroom. Nope. He was shutting off that part of his brain. If she was fine with it, he was, too. He walked back out and stopped, staring at the scene in front of him.
Garrett was binding her right wrist to the bench. Her ass was in the air, and he could see her pussy peeking out. It sent his whole body into full-on lust mode, but it did something to his soul, too. A peace and anticipation he hadn’t felt in years.
He was excited to wake up tomorrow and see where the day took him. Oh, it would take him into the pasture with a bunch of cows, but there would also be Olivia and Garrett at the end of the day. There was something to look forward to.
Garrett straightened up. “I got my undergrad from University of Houston and my law degree from Tech.” He glanced Keane’s way. “She’s chatty tonight.”
“She’s curious tonight. Let’s see how she likes it turned on her.” He handed over the prepared tray. Garrett’s brows rose when he saw what was there, but he didn’t argue or comment, simply moved it close where Keane could get to it.
He touched her hair before bringing his hand down hard on her ass. He loved the way she tightened and then relaxed. “Tell me when you knew you were submissive.”
She looked perfectly comfortable, her cheek resting on the pad. “Since my first kiss. I suppose I didn’t understand the terminology, but I knew the feeling. I also knew how confusing it was. I was fourteen. It was a dare, but I was attracted to them.”
“Them?” Garrett asked, his arms going across his chest. “You’re talking about Bobby and his twin?”
“Yes,” she replied simply.
“Bobby is not a top.” He had met the guy. Her best friend seemed nice, but he wouldn’t take charge when it came to sex.
“No, but his twin is, you bastard,” she replied with a little pout.
He slapped her ass again and was about to give her a lecture about politeness when he realized why she’d done it. He wasn’t going fast enough for her. He spanked her again. “Sorry, sweetheart. I was taking my time with the exchange. You keep talking. We want to know everything.”
She needed the physical sensation to feel safe enough to talk. Needed this to be part of the play. He could give that to her.
Garrett relaxed a bit and put a hand on her hair. “So you continually find yourself in situations with a top and a switch?”