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ChapterFifteen
“You’re not watching, Dr. Moretti,” Rhys said, amusement lacing his tone. “You’re assisting.”
Tony didn’t need to be told twice. He rose from where he’d dropped down onto Rhys’s stool, working overtime to get control of his breathing, calm his heart, aware that those functions weren’t struggling merely because of having sex with Jess.
It was more than that. His emotions had never been so…engaged.
“Maybe we should check your reflexes a bit more.” Rhys had taken Tony’s position at the end of the exam table, and he was ready to expand on the “playing doctor” roles.
Tony joined them, stepping next to Jess.
Rhys pressed a button on the table, lowering her head until she lay completely flat. The paper beneath Jess no longer crinkled, now softer from her exertions. He grinned at the sight.
Tony had dragged his ass home, weary from work, tired from a shitty night’s sleep, and stressed over how Jess—and Rhys—might feel about their night spent together. While he’d known from the moment he’d kissed Jess that he wanted more, he was worried that Rhys and Jess would try to pull away, try to claim it was a heat-of-the-moment thing that couldn’t continue. He was aware that he had a tendency to be impulsive, and he’d feared that perhaps Rhys would use that as an excuse to step away to “think” about things.
And God knew Jess was still struggling with their living arrangement, unable to believe they would never kick her out or leave her stranded on her own again. Regardless of what had happened, they still had a long road ahead of them, convincing their brunette beauty that they were sincere in their desire to have her stay.
Tony was ready to put in that time, that effort, so he’d fully intended to show both his lovers the errors of their fears.
However, all that fretting had been a complete waste of time. He’d walked in this evening, Rhys had met him at the door, and boom—he was right back where he wanted to be.
Jess jerked when Rhys placed a hard smack on her ass, though Tony suspected the response was based more on shock than pain. After all, Rhys, thus far, had proven himself to be the gentler lover.
Tony glanced at his friend, feeling that same surprise.
Rhys must have anticipated his response because he was already looking at Tony, smirking in a “gotcha” manner. He raised his hand again and this time brought it down with some force, three times in rapid succession. Jess attempted to wiggle away, and when she couldn’t manage that, she threw her hands back, trying to cover her ass.
Rhys looked at Tony. “Restrain the patient.”
Jesus.
Fuck.
Rhys was blowing Tony’s mind. Though he’d never admit it to him, Tony had sort of expected Rhys to be a vanilla guy in the bedroom, all missionary and kisses. Rhys wouldn’t thank him for those assumptions, but they’d felt accurate, given his friend’s mild-mannered approach to life.
This guy.
Shit.
This guy was for real.
Tony reached for Jess’s hands, tugging them above her head as she continued to fight. If her efforts had been stronger, he would have released her, but he could tell she was putting up a token resistance at best. Even so, there was something that needed to be handled before they proceeded.
“Jess,” Tony said. “Hold still and look at me.”
She stopped moving, shifting her face toward him. Tony released her wrists, pushing her long hair out of her face so he could see her eyes.
“If you say stop, we stop. No matter what. Do you understand?”
Jess’s gaze locked with his, and that powerhouse attitude he was used to seeing on her face emerged. “I’m not going to say stop.”
“That wasn’t what I asked you. If anything hurts or scares you, youwillsay the word stop. Do you understand?” he enunciated, driving home the seriousness of his question.
“I understand.”
“Good.” Tony reached down and picked up Jess’s long-sleeved T-shirt, using it to bind her hands above her head.
Jess didn’t resist. In fact, given the way her eyes closed and she shuddered, he’d wage a year’s pay, the bondage was turning her on.
