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“I’ve known that from the beginning.” Julian’s voice flowed from behind Martin, filling her with a sense of security.
“I could admire your submissive’s beauty for hours.” As Martin circled the cross, Kayla followed his feet until he was behind her. When he pushed her hair to the side, she tensed. “Relax,” he murmured. “You’re doing so well.”
She nodded.
“How are your wrists?”
“Fine, Sir.”
“I won’t keep you restrained for much longer,” he assured. “I’d like to observe you with your Dominant for a few moments.”
Julian moved close to her, stroking her face before spiraling his hand along her throat. She quivered under his scrutiny. Her heart raced, but not for the same reasons it had for Martin. With him she had been afraid, but with Julian she wanted his touch.
“I’m very proud of you.” Martin retrieved the flogger from the floor. “More than you’ll ever know.”
“Not if you always assure her.” Martin’s tone was low, not intrusive. “She needs to know when she’s met your expectations. Exceeded them.”
Julian brought the flogger to her breasts, dusting the suede across them, making her nipples tingle in response. She closed her eyes, trying her hardest not to look up. Her chest pushed forward as she tugged on the restrains.
“It appears your submissive likes when you flog her.” Martin’s voice was closer, and Kayla was acutely aware that the only thing that separated them was the wood of the cross. “Give her more.”
Julian abandoned her breasts, swirling the tips of the flogger down her stomach, stopping when he reached her panty-covered sex. Rubbing the suede along her mound, he worked her into a frantic state. Circling it over her freshly waxed skin, skimming it between her legs, and repeating more times than she could count.
Opening her eyes, she concentrated on his hand moving back and forth. He had to know that with each move, he brought her closer to release. Her legs stiffened, and every muscle in her body tightened. When he leaned forward and brushed his lips along her jaw, she didn’t dare make eye contact with him. Instead, she whispered his name on a long, slow moan. Pleading, begging him to stop this madness.
The flogger hit the wood floor beneath her as Martin moved to stand behind Julian. She couldn’t see his face, but she sensed his eyes on hers. Was he waiting to strike her with the crop again?
Julian slipped his hand inside her panties, running a finger along her wet entrance. As she tugged against her restraints, she tried unsuccessfully to get close to him. She craved eye contact, needing to know what he wanted from her. Why was averting her gaze such a difficult task?
“Give me a color.” Julian pressed his finger inside her, but offered no effort to finish her.
“Yel-yellow.” The sensation was too intense. If she said yellow, Julian would give her what she wanted.
“Kayla.” Martin’s stern voice brought her back to reality. “Why yellow?”
Julian slowed his pace this time as he circled her clit with his thumb. “Answer him,” he whispered. “Tell him why.”
“Because Julian will stop torturing me and let me come.”God, tell him how you really feel.
“There’s nothing more beautiful than an honest sub.” Martin laughed as Julian withdrew his finger. “The ball is in your court, Julian. It appears your submissive has learned to manipulate you with her safe word.”
“No, I wouldn’t...”That’s why I said yellow. I knew he’d stop.“Julian, I didn’t mean to do that.”
“I know.” He took her face between his hands. “Look at me now.”
She slowly raised her gaze, meeting his warm, gentle eyes.
“Now do you understand why we’re here?” he asked.
She nodded.
“Kayla.” Martin stepped forward. “My guidance will only enhance your pleasure. You did very well tonight. I’ve learned a great deal in this short session. I’m positive you have more potential than even Julian realizes.”
Right now, all she wanted was for Julian to touch her, to give her the release she desired. When he began to unshackle her, she realized that wouldn’t be happening. At least not here.
“Take a few moments and kneel in your space,” Julian instructed. “When your head is in the right place, get dressed and wait for me in the lounge area.”
“Okay.” She stretched out her arms once he freed her from the restraints. She stared over his shoulder, watching as Martin moved to the far corner of the room. “Is he mad?”
