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She’s naked, face down on the bench, arms and legs resting on the red leather. She’s a sight to behold, a gift, a goddess, and she’s all mine.
What did I do to get this lucky?
Dragging my fingers through my hair to pull it on top of my head, I buy a few extra seconds. She wiggles in anticipation, but the cold hard grip of fear of hurting her won’t let go of my body.
Crouching down next to her, I tip her head so she looks at me. “Would you mind if Slade comes in for a second please, kitten?”
She glances over at the window, the reflective coating making it impossible to know who’s behind it, watching. Fifty bucks says Slade already has his cock in his hand, and two pretty brats on their knees ready to blow him.
“You’re still nervous?”
Nodding, I hate myself.
Shouldn’t Dominants be better than this?
Shouldn’t we be able to get a handle on our fears, our insecurities, put them out of the way in favor of giving our submissives what they need?
She’s very clearly consented, she’s ready, waiting, and I bet if I spread those cheeks I’ll find the new, pretty pink love heart butt plug I got for her last week inside her. Finding a way to suck it up and smack those plush cheeks is my priority, but something inside me isn’t settling right, and I can’t ignore it.
“Of course he can come in, Thor. Whatever you need.”
“He’s known for keeping submissives safe.”
Nodding, she strokes my cheek. “He is. We don’t need him, but if you want him here, I’m okay with that. Whatever it takes to help you feel steady in yourself again.”
Kissing her on the forehead before dropping my head to rest on hers, I sigh. This woman has no idea how much calm she brings to me.
“Slade?” With a jerk of my chin at the window, he doesn’t waste three seconds before the door to the room opens.
“What’s wrong?”
“Performance anxiety?” Dunno why that’s a question, it’s very clear that’s what my issue is. “I’m afraid of missing a cue and hurting her again.”
My friend, mentor, and boss walks toward me shaking his head. “You won’t.” He reaches a hand toward Adi’s head and we both nod our consent for him to touch her.
“How do you know I won’t?”
As he strokes Adi’s hair, her head falls back into position on the bench with a sigh. “Because you’re aware of where you went wrong, and you’re determined not to make that mistake again.”
“Can you stay in here so I don’t miss a cue?”
“You don’t need me.” Slade’s face is etched with concern. “But you know I won’t let you fly solo if you’re not comfortable. Are you okay with that, pet?” His question is directed to a practically purring Addison as he still strokes her hair.
“Yes, sir.”
That’s my kitten. She’s never played with another Dominant before, we’ve never even talked about protocol, or possibility. But watching him touching her like that, caring for her, it stirs something inside me that I’m definitely going to come back to.
Slade points his free hand at a stool in the corner of the room, and I bring it to him. He’s keeping her calm, his fingers having moved from caressing her hair to trailing the skin of her bare shoulders. “Is this okay?”
“Mmmhmm.”
“Use your words, kitten.” I put the stool down for Slade and he sits on it.
Leaning forward close to her ear, he nods. “He’s right, we need verbal confirmation that my touching you here is okay.”
“Yes, sirs.”
The rumble in my chest makes Slade smirk. “Are you ready to be present, pet?”
