Mr. Snowden laughed.
Mr. Parker said, “Take all the time you need. We can wait. No way am I letting this topic of conversation die.”
Of course he wasn’t.
And now I could feel flames coming off my ears.
Thirteen
JUSTIN
BEST DAMN DINNER CONVERSATION I’D had in…a long time. And watching the little rebel squirm and blush was just a bonus.
How we got on this topic of conversation was beyond me, but I didn’t mind one bit. The girl seemed quite content to share her salacious eccentricities and who was I to stop her? I could’ve let her talk all night and never grown tired of it.
Quite frankly, I’d been a little surprised that Addison had opened up so much. Especially about her fetishes and desires. As for her being somewhat into pain…I think that intrigued me most of all.
Mainly because I knew from experience that my pup was into pain. He was one of the only people I knew who could come from being paddled. I didn’t even have to touch his cock and he could go off like a rocket.
It was a sight to see.
But I was curious as to how that would work. Not because I questioned how I could dole it out to two of them at one time. I wasn’t a sadist by any stretch of the imagination. The only satisfaction I received was from the pleasure I gave my submissive. However, I had quite the imagination, so I wasn’t worried about that.
No, my curiosity was related to punishment.
Sometimes, when a submissive enjoyed pain, punishment became a challenge. Spankings weren’t necessarily a means to change behavior because some submissives looked forward to it. In fact, some submissives became bratty in an attempt to earn it.
I wasn’t interested in a bratty submissive.
That didn’t explain why the thought of it made my dick swell. I could definitely see Addison as a bratty submissive. But on a playful level. That could get interesting.
Still, I was deeply curious as to what had made her blush so prettily. She said watching us together, but what was she referring to? I could tell she was embarrassed and doing her level best to wait me out. I wasn’t a patient man. She should’ve realized that by now.
“Do you care to elaborate on what you were thinking about?” I asked when she had finished every single bite on her plate.
She shook her head and reached for her wineglass. “No, actually, I wouldn’t.”
The smile she offered was endearing. I probably should’ve let her off the hook.
“I’m sorry. Let me rephrase that. You will elaborate.”
Her eyes glazed over and I knew in that moment that this girl needed our instruction. Straightforward commands worked well on her.
“I’d really like to know more,” Ben said, pushing his empty plate back and reaching for his wine. He looked as though he could’ve sat there all night and waited for her to speak.
“There is no more,” she said adamantly, then sighed heavily. “I was merely thinking about what the two of you would be doing while I worked at the club.” Those pretty pink cheeks darkened. “I thought it would be interesting to, you know, watch.”
“You really are a voyeur, aren’t you?”
Her eyes didn’t meet mine. “I told you I was.”
She had. Now I knew she was serious.
“I’m sure that can be arranged. Perhaps, once you’ve looked your fill, you could participate.”
Her eyes widened and an inquisitive glimmer made the blue sparkle. “Excuse my ignorance, but how…? How does that even work?” Addison motioned between me and Ben. “So, I understand bisexuality. It’s the whole Dom/switch/submissive thing that’s throwing me for a loop. It’s obvious you’re the Alpha Dom and he’s your submissive. So, how does it work if there is another…submissive?”
Alpha Dom?
A little redundant.
“By submissive, are you referring to yourself?” I asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe. But any submissive, I guess.”
“Male or female?” I could tell she didn’t intend to dig herself a deeper hole, yet she was getting quite good at it.
“I don’t know. Either.”
“It can’t be either. If you want me to explain a specific scenario, you have to be more specific.”
“Never mind,” she said with a huff.
“No,” I told her. “Let’s discuss it.” I got up and grabbed the bottle of wine and returned to the table. I filled all three glasses halfway, then took a seat. “So, which is it?”
“Fine. Hypothetically, let’s say the submissive is me.”
She was still blushing. It was so damn cute.
“So, you’d like to know how it will work between the three of us?”
“Yeah. I guess.”
She was trying so hard to be blasé, but I could tell she was sincerely curious.
“To put it simply, you will have two Doms and I will have two submissives,” I informed her. “My pup will have one Dom and one submissive.”
Her eyes widened and she glanced at Ben, who gave a curt nod in agreement.
When Addison peered back at me, she was frowning. “And that wouldn’t be weird for you? Having two submissives, but one of your submissives having…a submissive?”
“Why would it?”
“Because he’s your…yours.”
“That’s right, he’s mine.” I felt it was necessary to tell her the truth. “Under absolutely no circumstance will anyone else ever dominate him. He only submits to me.”
“But you’d be okay with him dominating…me?”
“It damn sure doesn’t turn me off when I think about it.”
“It doesn’t?”
“Not at all.” I picked up my wineglass. “And it’s my job to make sure he’s happy. If dominating you…or another submissive…makes him happy, then it would ultimately make me happy.”
“So, I can safely assume you’re bisexual?” she questioned. “Both of you.”
She already knew the answer to that because I had admitted that we’d played with Luci. But I answered her anyway. “We are. Both of us.”
“Does that bother you?” Ben asked her directly.
“Not at all.”
Her gaze danced back and forth between us. I could tell she had something on her mind.
“Spit it out, Addison.”
“From a logistics standpoint”—she waved her hand between us, her gaze remaining on me—“are you ever…the bottom?”
“No.” I had no issue being up-front with her about that.
“Never?”
“Never.” I regarded her for several seconds. When she didn’t say anything, I continued, “Does that bother you? Is it a requirement that my submissive top me?”
“No. Of course not,” she blurted, seemingly embarrassed. “I was just curious.”
“Understandable. Would you have a problem watching me dominate my submissive? And I’m not only referring to a scene. Would you have an issue watching me…fuck him?”
Her eyes glazed over again and I had to wonder just how much voyeur she had in her. Regardless, I was quickly identifying her hot buttons.
She was a tad breathless when she finally spoke. “No. It wouldn’t bother me.”
“Would you have a problem being dominated, sexually and otherwise, by my submissive?”
Her eyes darted to Ben. “No,” she said softly. “I would not.”
“What about being dominated by me? In every sense of the word. Will that be a problem for you?”
Again, she swallowed hard and this time she shook her head.
“I prefer words, Addison.” I preferred detailed responses to just about anything that I asked.
Addison cleared her throat. “No, I wouldn’t have a problem being dominated—in every sense of the word—by either of you.”
Good. Then we were on the same page.
I’d bet good money her panties were soaked right about now. No way she could hide the desire that sparkled in those baby blues. She’d been
licking her lips for the past few minutes and there was a nice sheen to her cheeks. Our feisty little rebel was turned on.
Very turned on.
I had no doubt that she would be good to go right now if I instructed her to, but I wasn’t quite ready for that. There were a lot of things we needed to discuss prior to taking that leap. She’d been through a lot lately, and quite frankly, I hadn’t expected us to get this far so early on in the…relationship.
I decided to let her off the hook. “Well, then it looks as though we’re ready to move forward.”
Her pale blue eyes lifted to meet mine. “I would like that.”
“I would, too. But tonight, I want you to take the contract we’ve prepared and I want you to read over it thoroughly. There is also a limits list that you’ll need to fill out. Both of those should be returned to me first thing in the morning. We will discuss the contract at length, but I wanted you to have a chance to review it first.”
“Yes, Mr. Parker.”
“Thank you, pet. And thank you for joining us for dinner. You please me greatly.”
“You’re welcome. Thank you for inviting me.”
I held her stare for a second longer before turning my attention to Ben. “I’ll clean up the kitchen if you’d like to walk Addison back to her apartment.”
“Of course,” he said, and I could see the smile he was attempting to hold back.
I turned back to Addison. “Would you do me a favor?” I held up my hand to keep her from answering too quickly. “It’s a little out there.”
“Out there?” She giggled. “You practically saved me from myself, then you offered me a job, and informed me that one of the perks was getting to be your submissive. I’m not sure it could get much more out there.”
My dick hardened when she said perks. Clearly, she was interested in this thing between us. But I didn’t tell her that. Instead, I replied with, “Touché.”
Her eyebrows rose. “What would you like me to do, Mr. Parker?”
“When you get to your apartment, I want you to kiss my pup good-night. How you go about that—cheek, lips, whatever—is entirely up to you.” I offered her a smile. “Good night, little rebel. I look forward to seeing you in the morning.”
I didn’t wait for a response before I got up and carried my plate into the kitchen. I didn’t want her to answer me, but I did want her to know that I wasn’t the type of man who spent too much time contemplating the future.
Starting tomorrow, I had every intention of being exactly what both of my pets needed.
*
BEN
I WANT YOU TO KISS my pup good-night.
I hadn’t expected Mr. Parker to say that. In fact, that was so far past anything I would’ve predicted, I was slightly dumbfounded. Once that passed, confusion overwhelmed me. I wasn’t sure I should’ve been quite so excited that my Dom was topping both of us at the same time—through me. But on the flip side to that, I had this overwhelming desire to dominate Addison on my terms, the way I wanted to.
Without his instruction.
Like I said…confusing.
Luckily, I recovered quickly, then got to my feet and helped Addison to hers. She placed her small hand in mind, then allowed me to walk her out of Mr. Parker’s apartment and across the hall to hers.
“Did that”—she motioned toward the Mr. Parker’s door—“turn you on?”
“What?” I pretended not to know what she was talking about.
“Mr. Parker instructing you to…you know…kiss me.”
“In a way, sure.”
Her eyebrows drew together. “In a way? You mean, not exactly?”
“No. I mean in a way, yes, it turned me on.”
“But…?”
I studied her for a moment as I tried to determine just how far this thing could possibly get out of hand before we called it a night. There was no doubt the three of us were affected by the dinner topic. If we stood here in the hallway and hashed it out more, it wasn’t going to help matters.
Then again, I wanted to satisfy her curiosity because she was asking questions. I felt it was only fair to give her the clarification she desired.
Putting a little space between us, I moved to the opposite side of the hallway and leaned back against the wall, crossing my ankles.
“I won’t lie and say this isn’t going to be…complicated.”
Addison leaned against the opposite wall and regarded me carefully. “Complicated how? As in there are three of us?”
I shook my head. “No. I’m referring to the fact that I’m a switch.”
Her head tilted slightly, as though she was giving that some thought. “Could you explain that a little? I mean, I understand what a switch is. I know that you’re…both. But how does that work? Is it really like a switch? You can flip one on and the other off?”
“No. Not exactly.” I gave some thought as to how to word it. “My desires run both ways. Depending on the situation, I guess is one way to explain it.” I thrust my hands into my pockets, a little frustrated that I was having a hard time putting it into words.
“Okay.” She mirrored my stance. “So, right now. This very minute. What are you?”
I smirked. “Well, I can tell you with absolute certainty that I have no desire to have you dominate me.”
“So you’re in Dom mode?”
Yeah. She was making this harder than it should be. “I’m me, Addison. Regardless of what’s taking place around me, I’m me. I have a deep-seated need to submit to Mr. Parker, as any submissive would have for their own Dom.”
“Do you call him that all the time?”
“What?”
“Mr. Parker.”
“Yes.”
“Okay, sorry. Continue.”
“If Mr. Parker was out here and he commanded me to do something, I would do it. No questions asked. And at the same time, he could be out here and I would still want to be in control…where you’re concerned. But since he’s not here, my…urges…are not the same.”
Her voice was a mere whisper when she finally spoke. “So you do want to dominate me?”
I didn’t even hesitate. “I do.”
“Right now?”
“Yeah.”
Those pretty blue eyes inched lower until they locked on my lips. I could tell she was entertaining the notion of kissing me. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like the idea, but I got the feeling Addison didn’t truly expect me to be able to dominate her. It was completely understandable considering how dominating Mr. Parker was.
“What’s on your mind, precious?” I asked when her eyes lifted to mine.
She held my gaze. “Why don’t you live with Mr. Parker?”
That was not what I’d expected her to ask.
I considered it for a moment. “We haven’t gotten to that point in our relationship yet.” I didn’t bother to tell her that we spent damn near every night together, whether it was at his apartment or mine. For whatever reason, my Dom wasn’t ready to take that step yet, and I’d long ago learned to be patient with him.
“How long have the two of you been together?”
“A long time.” I smiled.
“How long’s a long time?”
“He has been my Dom for nine years.”
“Oh. Wow.” She looked intimidated by that news.
“What else is on your mind?”
Her eyes dropped to my mouth momentarily, then lifted again. “I was thinking about what Mr. Parker said.”
“About?”
“All of it. The whole shebang. Him dominating you. You dominating me. Him dominating me.” She giggled. “There’s a lot of dominating going on.”
“And why’re you thinking about it?” That was the real question here.
She offered a half shrug. “This is new to me. The whole open, honest stuff. I’m not used to being able to ask questions and get real answers.”
Because we were the real deal, not those jackasses she’d been with who thought domination meant orde
ring a woman to her knees and telling her to suck his dick.
“And I like you,” she said, her voice still soft. “And Mr. Parker. I’m…curious. And yeah, I want to experience it for myself.”
“All in due time, precious.”
“You mean that?”
“What?” I pushed off the wall and slowly stalked toward her. “That I have every intention of dominating you in every possible way?” I knew there was no way to disguise the heat that consumed me by her question. Not that I wanted to hide it. I was more than willing to tell this girl exactly what I wanted.
“Yes,” she whispered.
Crowding her against the wall, I dropped the contract and the limits list to the floor, then planted one hand above her head and stared down at her. “It’s true.” I curled my fingers behind her neck, my thumb on her pulse point. I gently tilted her head back, forcing her to look into my eyes. “From the second I saw you, I wanted you, Addison. Trust me when I tell you that.”
“But you don’t know me,” she said softly.
“I know enough. Enough that I’m…curious.” I smiled. “To use your word.”
“About?”
“About you.”
She merely stared back at me.
Sliding my thumb along her jaw, I leaned in closer. “I’m curious about what it’ll be like when I have you tied up and completely at my mercy. Or when I instruct you to strip and kneel, awaiting my next instruction.”
“What else?” she urged, her eyes glassy.
“I’m curious about what it’ll feel like when my body’s covering yours, my cock lodged so deep inside you we’re no longer two separate beings.” My voice dropped an octave as my thumb slid over her bottom lip. “How fucking good it’ll feel when my tongue’s buried in your pussy while you ride my face.”
Yeah. Now we were both panting.
She shivered, but there wasn’t an ounce of fear in her eyes.
Curling my hand along her jaw, I held her head still as I leaned in until my mouth was hovering just above hers. I could feel the pulse in her neck pounding against my thumb. She was turned on by this.
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