4
Tristan Broussard
Three.Two.One.
My thighs are burning and quivering when I bend my knees and lower the weights to a resting position on the seated leg press. The fuckers don’t need exercise after the workout they’ve been getting with Emma Lia since she accepted the terms of mydeal.
I’m between reps when Easton appears by my side. “Sorry I’m late. I hope you didn’t get your panties in too much of a twist while you were waiting on me. I know how you are about thatshit.”
Easton knows me well. “You lucked out this time, man. I was too busy thinking about my new submissive to notice that you werelate.”
He lifts his foot from the floor and stretches his calf. “Where in the hell did you come up with thatone?”
“The Biloxi casino. Blackjack table. She’s a professional gambler.” I don’t want Easton to know about our deal or that I’m blackmailing her into being my submissive, so I leave off the part about catching hercheating.
“How old is that girl? Or rather how young isshe?”
“Twenty-two.”
“Fuck, I haven’t had a twenty-two-year-old in a longtime.”
Easton demands excellence. With the exception of Claudia, he isn’t one to bother with amateurs and newbies. And learning takes time. You don’t find many twenty-two-year-old experienced submissives walking around theclub.
“What is her name again?” heasks.
Mine. That’s her name. “EmmaLia.”
“Emma Lia. Fuuuck, she’s hot.” He smiles when he says her name, and I want to throat punch him. I’m so fucking obsessed with her that I despise even hearing her name on his lips. And I hate that she is the reason behind hissmile.
“She doesn’t know anything about being a submissive, but I’m completely obsessed with her. I don’t know how to explain it.” The degree to which I want her isn’treasonable.
“I admit that I had a difficult time fucking Claudia when there was a hotter woman in the room. I actually imagined that I was with your girl instead of Claudia the wholetime.”
A bubble of fury inflates inside me. “You better be fucking withme.”
“I’m not, man. I couldn’t helpmyself.”
“I am not cool with that.” I don’t want any man thinking about Emma Lia. Especially Easton. And especially likethat.
“Whoa, fucker. Why are you getting so pissedoff?”
I turn away to adjust the weight on the leg press, avoiding hisquestion.
“When do I get my turn with her?” heasks.
I grunt and blow air through my lips as I straighten my legs. “Youdon’t.”
“I’ve always shared withyou.”
I slowly bend my knees. “And I’ve always shared with you, but this one… this one isdifferent.”
“I’m well aware of how different she is. That’s why I want my turn withher.”
His turn with her? No. Fucking. Way. “I’ve already told you, E. I’m training her to become what I want for my needs. Onlymine.”
He moves to the leg press beside me. “I can help you train this girl. Hell, think about how great she’d be if she had two Doms teachingher.”
The thought of Easton touching Emma Lia makes me want to throw him through the fucking wall. “She’s vanilla. I have to take things slow with her. Two Doms would freak her out for sure.” Not that I would even consider letting him come nearher.
