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“Sam–”

I cupped his balls, adding a hint of pressure. I was no longer joking. “Last warning. Forget my title again and I’ll punish you again. Then you can watch me fuck our girl instead of joining in.”

Trey glared over his shoulder. I wasn’t sure where his irritation lay. Maybe he didn’t want me to punish him again. Or it could be the idea of him watching me bring Monica to orgasm. Trey swallowed hard, and something primal flitted across his face. If I probed a little deeper, I bet I could get him to admit that everything I just threatened secretly aroused him.

“I am not enjoying your finger, Sir. Can you please remove it now?”

“Isn’t it so much better when you ask respectfully for what you need, naughty boy?” I loved watching him squirm. I slowly withdrew from his tight back hole. If we were going to have sex, he needed to get used to things there.

“Yes, Sir.”

I forced him to his knees by handling him roughly and kissing him until he bit my bottom lip. “Go wait for me in the bedroom.”

“As much as I want to connect physically, Sir, I’ve got a long way to go before I’m ready for sex.”

“We’ll go at your pace. Now do what I said.”

“Yes, Sir,” they responded in unison, scrambling to do exactly as they were told.

We were going to have so much fun.

Chapter 4

Trey

* * *

I was hornier than I’d ever been, aroused, sore, and a bunch of other things. I had been tired after getting stuck in the rain, but everything changed.

Sam said in no uncertain terms that he was very much in charge. He was onboard with a throuple.

Why the hell hadn’t I spoken up earlier? I didn’t love the paddle and yet his correction gave me what I’d been craving. Discipline. Repercussions. Attention. I threw a glance at Monica. She’d been mostly quiet when Sam punished me, but she was throwing come-hither stares at me now. I scooped her up, and she linked her legs around me.

“Hi, Daddy.”

“Hi, babygirl. You’re in a much better mood.”

“Yes, I am.”

She kissed me, sliding her tongue into my mouth. I missed the way she tasted. It wasn’t just spanking and sex that we hadn’t engaged in for so long. All the intimacy had been lacking because of me. I carried her to our bedroom, tossing her onto the mattress. She squealed, bouncing as she landed. I loved seeing her happy, genuinely excited again after so much turmoil. I joined her, stripping the black panties from her body as I did it. Monica licked her lips.

“You won’t believe this,” Sam stated as he waltzed into the bedroom, carrying his uniform over one arm. “Two officers called out for their shift. I have to cover them.”

I did my best to cover up my disappointment. “Can you request someone from another district?”

Sam pulled on his black A-line tank and then sat on the edge of the mattress. “No. Once the rookies are on their own, things will improve dramatically. Until then, double shifts are an unfortunate reality.”

Monica crawled across the bed, sitting next to him. He touched her thigh, squeezing it, and she practically purred. Monica and I both watched as he got dressed, starting with his uniform shirt, buttoning it up to the top. I admired the way it stretched across his chest tight without being flashy. The short sleeves highlighted his biceps, along with his delicious forearms. I really wished he could stay.

Monica shrugged. “When can we have the conversation you mentioned earlier, Sir?”

“I’m not sure, sweetheart,” he answered. “Probably tomorrow. What time does your day usually end?”

“Probably around four o’clock unless something comes up.”

Sam kissed Monica’s hand. “Great. I’ll text you then.”

“Sounds good. I just wanted to hang out more.” She pouted slightly.

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