“Dude. Are you serious?” he asks, astonished. “Fuck no. Let me watch too.”
I roll my eyes. “Go. I mean it. And not a fucking word, Garrett.”
His brow sinks between his eyes. “You know I’d never say shit, man, but you should’ve told me in the first place. And…” He chuffs. “Congratulations.”
“We’ll talk later.” I usher him through the doorway, and he’s still trying to peek at the girls over my shoulder. I let the door slam shut in his face before locking it once again.
Next, I’m throwing open the glass doors separating the waiting area from the rest of my office. Natalia is still watching me, playfully smirking, but Ellie pauses abruptly, backing out between Nat’s legs and batting her big, green doe eyes at me.
“Hi, Coach.” Nat smiles.
“You two are in so much fucking trouble.”
Ellie’s eyes flit to Nat, cheeks heating. The look on her face serves as confirmation of what I already knew: this was entirely Natalia’s idea.
I’m well and truly fucking angry with them. That was risky and reckless and…so fucking hot.Godammit. I’m not sure what it says about me, but I love that my friend—handsome, wealthy, famous playboy—is going home to his hand tonight, and I’m going to punish the two stunning women in front of me.
“Was this your idea, kitten?” I ask.
Nat shrugs, feigning innocence.
“Did you come?” I continue.
“Not yet,” she purrs. “Was waiting for you, Coach.”
“Mmm,” I hum. “That’s too fucking bad.” I glance down at Ellie. “Stand up, angel. It’s time for you to ride Daddy’s cock.”
Her teeth sink into her full bottom lip, cheeks flushing to that delicious pink I love to lick, before she murmurs a soft, “Yes, sir,” and begins to rise.
“I want you both to undress me, and then I want you,” I nod at Natalia, “to get on your fucking knees.”
CHAPTER TEN
NATALIA
I may actually be sportinga fever with the sheer abundance of heat coursing through my veins right now.
I knew this risky behavior would set Hudson off, but typically, the man likes to punish with pleasure. I push his buttons—drive him to the brink—but I’m only ever rewarded with never-ending streams of ecstasy. He’s never left me on edge like this, especially considering I told him outright I didn’t come yet.
Maybe bringing Ellie back here when I knew Hudson had another coach with him was too much, but by the way he spoke of his relationship with Garrett, he seems to be a trusted friend. Plus, with Garrett Anders’ reputation, I highly doubt this is anything new. Ellie was against the idea initially, but by the time I was unclothed in Hudson’s office and standing in front of her, she’d forgotten what she was concerned about and immediately fell to her knees for me.
Now, I’m the one on the ground for her.
Hudson watches me through smoldering blue eyes as he spins Ellie, her back to his chest. Her cheeks are flushed, and my pussy still glistens on her parted lips. Her breathing is rapid, hair falling into her face as she drops her head to look at me.
“Crawl to us, Natalia,” he commands, his tone leaving no room for protest.
He’s been rough with me before. Sometimes, I think that’s why he’s such a good partner for me. He knows how to balance that line between control and submission with precision, offering me exactly what I need when I need it.
Ellie is submissive to both of us all the time, and I think Hudson and I need that too. Without her, we’d eventually lose our balance in dominance, and we’d implode. Ellie keeps us steady and stable.
The brash rumble in Hudson’s voice, the flame in his eyes—they’re stronger now than I’ve seen before. This isn’t merely me giving up control momentarily because it’s whatIneed. It feels more like I’ve lost the privilege of a mere illusion of control he’s lent me.
It is outrageously fucking hot.
I fall forward, bracing my weight on my knees and hands as I begin to move across the floor. I glide my body the length of his office until I stop at Ellie’s feet. I drag my gaze up the length of her exposed body, taking in the contrast of Hudson fully clothed behind her—utterly erotic.
“Take off her panties, Natalia.”
