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That did it. Brianna couldn’t contain herself at her friend’s ludicrous idea. She started giggling harder, much to her best friend’s angst. “Jason? You think Jason could last thirty seconds against Lukus? Seriously Tiff, I don’t know what you see in that guy. He’s cute in a sort of feminine way, but you’ll get him killed if you call him down here to save you. Every jury in the country would convict you as an accomplice for sending him to his certain death.”
“Stop being so mean. You’re totally exaggerating.”
Bri noticed Tiffany wasn’t arguing very strenuously. Sometimes she thought she knew her best friend better than Tiff knew herself. She only had to keep staring at her, waiting patiently, until Tiff finally broke down. “Okay, okay. So, he’s a total wimp. I truly think he spends more time and money on primping than I do, and that’s saying something. Last weekend I asked him to help me hang that new artwork I got at the gallery opening you and I went to last month, and he actually refused to help, saying he couldn’t use a hammer and didn’t want to mess up his recent manicure. He sat his ass on my couch and watched me hang it all by myself, and when I almost fell off the chair, he didn’t even come and help keep me steady. He just sat there and called me a klutz. Who am I kidding? I should have kicked him to the curb that very minute.”
“I rest my case. The guy is a total dishrag. I know Jake managed to scare the shit out of both of us, but Tiff… I know you’ll never really be happy with a guy like Jason. You won’t admit it, but you want a dominant man, a strong, protective man like Lukus or Markus just as much as I do.”
“What, and you think I’d be better off with a Dom who bosses me around and expects me to be a mindless toy to play with? You’ve read too many romance novels, Bri. Men like that don’t exist outside of books. You keep wanting to have it all. But we either get a Jason or a Jake and no offense, but I’ve seen enough of Jake to pass on that.”
“You’re wrong, Tiff. I refuse to believe that. There are all different levels in between the extremes. Markus isn’t like Jake or Jason. He’s perfect.”
“Lucky you. So, you found the one-in-a-million. The rest of us have to take one extreme or the other.”
“Oh really… and what about Lukus? He isn’t like Jake or Jason either. He’s perfect, too.”
Tiffany scoffed at her friend. “Perfect for who? You’ve known the guy for less than twenty-four hours and if I heard you right, in those twenty-four hours he’s tied you up, whipped you, paddled you, tied you in ropes, made you sleep in a cage, and even forced you to have a punishment enema, for God’s sake. Thanks, but no thanks. I can pass on that.”
“Don’t forget he also made me come more times than I can count without even having sex with me.” Brianna lowered her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. “Just think what he could do if he was really trying.”
Bri saw she might have gone too far with that last comment as her friend’s face took on a pink hue that could either be attributed to embarrassment or anger. Bri wasn’t entirely sure which before she continued on.
“Listen, you’re just scared because you never crossed over from voyeur to player. I know you, Tiff. You used to get just as turned on as I did when we’d go to the clubs and watch Doms do those exact things to other subs. Admit it. Lukus has to get your pulse racing. He’s the perfect mix of strength, protectiveness, and tenderness. I’ve spent enough time with him, and he may try to hide it, but he has a heart. I think you’re a complete and total idiot if you don’t try to at least get to know him better. Maybe he won’t turn out to be perfect, but just think of all of the fun you could have while you try to figure it out.”
“I’m more worried about how sore my ass would be while I tried to figure it out,” Tiff mumbled.
Brianna grinned playfully. “I know. Isn’t it great? Like I said, you could have so much fun being naughty and then getting spanked. The best part is what comes after the spanking.”
“Fine, I’ll admit he got my pulse going, but he’s too dangerous. I truly worry about you, Bri. You’re obsessed and you’re gonna keep getting hurt.” Tiffany was clearly not as comfortable talking about her sexual needs with her best friend as Bri was. Her face had gone from a blushing pink to all-out red.
“What? Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it. You actually have to come out from behind the book and live it for at least one day before you have the right to give me shit about knowing what I need. Please… trust me, Tiff.”
“No offense, but you haven’t been doing the best in the man category lately, so forgive me if I don’t rush to take your advice. You have a husband who’s angry and ready to divorce you and a blackmailing ex-boyfriend who’d love nothing more than to keep you tied up and beaten daily for the rest of what would be your very short life.”
“Ladies?” Lukus’s deep voice coming from the door of the bedroom startled them. The women literally flinched at the sound. They both whipped around just in time to catch his sexy smile. He was leaning against the doorjamb with his arms crossed over his broad chest.
Brianna found her voice first. “Lukus… how long have you been standing there?”
Based on his smug smile, Bri was pretty sure he’d been standing there long enough to catch the bulk of their conversation. A glance at Tiff proved she wanted to fall through the floor from embarrassment.
“Oh, not too terrible long,” he answered. “But long enough to agree with you, Tiffany. I’d think twice about listening to Brianna’s recommendations on men if I were you. I’m sure your sweet ass would appreciate it.”
Tiffany let out a loud groan and lunged towards the head of Lukus’s bed, burying her flushed face in his pillow and letting out a muffled scream. Her embarrassed and rather childish reaction caused Lukus to actually burst out laughing, which only made Tiffany scream into the pillow louder. Brianna watched with a strange mix of guilt and amusement as her best friend had a mini-meltdown reminiscent of a scene from a seventh-grade sleepover.
Bri reached out to rub her friend’s back while trying to calm her down. “Come on, Tiff. You’re overreacting just a tad bit, don’t you think?”
Bri wasn’t exactly sure of Tiffany’s answer since she was still shouting into the pillow, but it sounded suspiciously like ‘fuck you, Brianna.’
Bri turned to Lukus and tried to take her frustration out on him. “What are you doing here, Lukus?”
“Well, gee. First, Ilivehere so I’m pretty sure I’m allowed to come and go as I please.”
“You know what I mean. Can I go home now? I really need to talk to Markus,” Bri demanded, hopeful this ordeal was over.
Lukus’s expression immediately got serious. All traces of the humor he was sharing at Tiffany’s expense only seconds before were gone.
“Be very careful, sweetheart. This is my only warning to watch your tone with me. While I may have been more lenient than normal with you because you’re not a trained sub, don’t make the mistake of thinking that gives you carte blanche to act like a brat. The next time you talk to me with that tone, I’ll have you over my knee so fast, you won’t know what hit you. And I assure you—it willnotbe a pleasant experience that ends in a climax. A punishment will never again end in an orgasm for you, at least not as long as I have anything to do with it.”
Brianna surprised even herself with her immediate, gut response to Lukus’s warning. “I’m so sorry, Sir. You’re right. I was rude.” Her heartfelt response was reflexive.
