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“Don’t make me tell you again.”
Hurriedly, she turned over on her stomach and moved to the end of the table. It was a massage table of sorts, but she doubted he was going to give her a rubdown. She rested her head in the cushioned face cradle, her heartbeat pounding so loud she didn’t catch his next command.
“You’re earning more punishment by hesitating. I said lift your head.”r: Roni Loren
He leaned against the railing of the deck. “So what’s so funny?”
Evan shot Andre a warning look. “Nothing.”
Andre grinned. “I’m trying to get Evan to spill the details about her naughty cop fantasy.”
She splashed water at him. “Traitor.”
Jace couldn’t stop the laugh that bubbled out. “Well, you can’t blame the guy for asking, Ev. He is a cop.”
“Oh, my God.” Mortification crossed her face. “I’m just going to drown myself now and save myself the rest of this conversation.”
“Ah, had he not told you that part yet?” Jace asked, enjoying the fact that she could be naked in a hot tub, talking to two guys who’d seen her screaming in orgasm already, but still be embarrassed about a dirty fantasy.
“No.” She shot Andre a glare.
He held up his palms. “You didn’t ask. But you should at least tell Jace about it. How’s your dom supposed to know how to please you if you don’t tell him what turns you on? Everyone has those fantasies that they’re afraid to tell others. That’s the beauty of a place like this. You don’t have to keep them tucked away.”
Jace watched as she gnawed her lip, her nerves evident. But he could tell the temptation to open up to them was there, too. He walked over to the edge of the hot tub and propped his forearms on it.
“As my sub, I expect you to be open with me. If you’re not, I’ll eventually draw out whatever those desires are by other means. You won’t be able to hide them forever. But I’m not going to command you to share with us right now if you’re not ready.” He reached out and cupped her cheek, holding her gaze. “But know that you’re safe with me. And with Andre. No judgment. I guarantee that for every dark fantasy you have, we probably have a hundred more sordid ones to match. Especially Andre, he’s a sick bastard.”
“Hey, wait a second,” Andre protested.
She smiled and the anxiety pinching her features seemed to ease as she took in his words. She nodded, her eyes not leaving his. “Thank you.”
He had the urge to bend down and press his lips to hers. Just because. But he held off. If they weren’t in the middle of a D/s scene, he needed to keep his distance. That kind of casual intimacy was not what either of them had signed up for. “Let me grab you a towel and get you out of here.”
The minute he turned his back, her soft voice halted him. “I . . . I have a capture fantasy.”
The words shot straight to his groin and snapped him right back to what he was supposed to be focused on with Evan—sex. But he didn’t move, knowing that if he faced her she may lose her nerve to continue. “Okay.”
“Two rogue cops. Arresting me. Being rough. Taking what they want from me however they want it. Forcing me to get them off.”
Holy hell. Jace closed his eyes and took a long breath, his body thrumming from the erotic images assaulting his brain. His cock hardened to the point of agony. She wanted to be manhandled and fucked by two men? The idea set fire to the darkest parts of him—appealed to the primitive core of his dominant streak.
Part of him wanted to whirl around, grab her, and make that fantasy come true for her. Right. This. Minute. But she wasn’t ready for that kind of thing yet. He’d never done a capture scene, but he knew they were seriously intense. The pretense of no consent—even with a safe word—was a powerful thing for the psyche to process. For someone so new to D/s, she could get too freaked out to enjoy it. Plus, he had no idea if she was emotionally strong enough to handle that kind of mind fuck. He hadn’t forgotten those cuts he’d found on her the night they’d slept together.
A frown touched his lips. There was no way he could take that risk with her. That was the kind of thing you did with a long-term partner, one you’d built total trust with. The type of relationship he’d never have with her, or anyone else for that matter. He wasn’t built for trust anymore.
But it didn’t mean they still couldn’t have a great time tonight doing a whole list of other things. His frown lifted, his darkening mood rallying at the thought.
He grabbed a thick towel from one of the benches and went back to the hot tub. “Thank you for trusting us with that. I know that wasn’t easy for you.”
She nodded and stared down at the water. Jace ventured a glance at Andre and almost burst out laughing. The guy looked like he was in pain. Probably from the raging hard-on he suspected Andre was hiding beneath the water.
Andre checked that Evan wasn’t looking in his direction and mouthed, “Lucky bastard.”
Jace grinned, although he did feel a little sorry for the guy. Andre had watched Evan get off, sat with her while she was naked, and had heard about a fantasy that he could definitely help fulfill. All without being invited into their bed for the night.
“Let’s get you out of here, babe,” Jace said, offering a hand to Evan.
She peeked up at him from under her lashes, but before she took his hand, she slid along the bench of the hot tub toward Andre. Andre froze as she neared him, as if he were afraid if he moved anything, he’d maul her. Lifting out of the water, high enough to give both men a view of the top curve of her luscious breasts, she leaned over and laid a lingering kiss on his cheek. Andre closed his eyes, and Jace could almost see him quivering with restraint.
