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“Don’t worry, you will,” he said. “Alexandra,” he addressed the nearly hidden blonde.
She turned over, not attempting to cover anything, including the look of lust in her eyes and the desire on her moist lips. She looked as if she were inviting him to join them.
“Looks like you’ve already had the punishment before the crime,” Reggie remarked on the state of Alex’s streaked bottom.
“Yes, well, that was another matter,” she tried to dismiss the remark.
“Looking for spanking doms, again?” he mused.
“No!” she came back sharply, “not the case at all.”
He smirked. “So what treacherous villainy of yours caused your lasting lines, I’d say last night?”
“You might say it was part of a welcome home,” she answered. “And you know you might have the good grace to back off and let us get out of bed.”
“And not watch you two squirm?” he said. “This is too good for that.”
“You are a wicked bastard.”
“So, I am,” he mocked. “And does Will know about you two?”
“No, I haven’t told him,” Alex replied.
Reggie smiled broadly. “Ah, but you will tonight.”
“But…” she started to whine.
“Don’t but me,” he shot back. “You tell him or I will. I’m sure he’ll like your version better. Now if you don’t mind, I’d appreciate you letting me have my wife to myself.”
There wasn’t a clue what he was thinking, all locked behind doors in his brain; he concealed his thoughts and feelings so well, it made both women wonder if he’d suddenly burst out laughing or tie them up and flog them. Alex wasn’t about to test the waters any more than she had, and seeing that Reggie was not going to move from the doorway, she finally bolted from the bed. Gathering her clothes in her arms, she exited the room briskly slipping past the man.
Reggie remained where he stood and watched as his wife stood up and grabbed for her robe. “You going to let me out?” Jocelyn asked when she moved toward the door.
“Why would I do that?” he asked.
“I should see Alex to the door.”
“Alex can see herself to the door,” Reggie answered. He still didn’t sound mad, the only feeling she was getting from him was mildly amused. “Get dressed, Jocelyn, riding clothes. I’ll meet you at the barn.” He turned in the doorway and stalked off without another word.
***
The evening sunlight cast deep shadows in the landscape, and lent an almost ethereal glow to the hour. This was always Reggie’s favorite time to ride, so it wasn’t surprising that he suggested they exercise their horses. On this occasion, however, the unspoken chasm between them made Jocelyn’s trek to the barn a bit frightening. The things he could do to her there were exhilarating—and painful. The one time he’d treated to her his rougher side all around the barn in a dozen inventive positions was one of the most memorable erotic adventures of their young marriage. But now the ominous tenor of his peculiar mood, and the great unknown before her, made her heart pound nervously. She’d never lied to him, never withheld the truth.
Entering the barn, she saw Gus and Reggie conferring; sidelong glances from each man made her wary. The stableman’s grim expression was the only one he ever wore. Perhaps it was her imagination, but this time, she thought she saw signs of his savage lust in his somber glance. She shivered thinking of Alex’s tales of Gus and the fierce sexual demands he’d made on her at Reggie’s instigation. Then of course, there was the vile strapping that had punished Alex’s ultimate betrayal of Reg. Recalling her friend’s amazing recounting of those incidents, Jocelyn wondered if the two men were planning something for her now.
Once she approached them, however, the two backed away, Gus moving to the far side of the stable while Reggie continued to saddle the horses, Brutus and Blue.
“You still haven’t told me why you came home early?” she asked as she reached her husband’s side.
“Obviously to catch you in the act,” he replied evenly. He mounted his horse and motioned her to Blue.
“You expected me to be in bed with Alex?”
“How on earth could I expect that?” he said. “My dinner meeting was canceled and I was looking forward to a ride.”
“We are riding?” she asked surprised.
“What, do you expect me to beat your ass?” Before she could answer, he was out the stable door, down the trail, and looking back over his shoulder waiting for her to join him.
