“No panties, trouble.” His dark eyes hold me captive. My pussy clenches. I feel vulnerable without them.
“The next section is on submission.” Finn’s voice breaks the tension between us.
My eyes search Wyatt’s. What does he need from me? “Go ahead.”
“Following orders?”
“Interested.”
Wyatt’s gaze drops to my mouth. Desire pulses inside me. I inhale his leather and woodsy scent. It intoxicates me. He intoxicates me. Today he’s finally going to fuck me and I can’t fucking wait.
“Forced servitude?”
“What?” I blink. “What does that mean?”
“Some Doms prefer a slave-and-master scenario.” Wyatt’s thumb brushes my jawline, sending little sparks cascading through me. I’m still not used to him touching me. “Some subs like to give their Dom complete control over them.”
“Do you want that?” My voice sounds breathy. I’m not sure I would enjoy that, but for him, would I be willing to try? Fuck, I might be willing to try anything if I can have him.
“No, trouble. I’m not interested in you waiting on me hand and foot.” His gaze returns to mine. “Though I can’t wait to have you on your knees.”
Oof. I’m tempted to drop to them right now.
“I’ll just mark that one as a no.” Finn makes a reading noise. “Restrictions from your Dom?”
When I cock an eyebrow, Wyatt smiles softly. “Limits on your behavior. Usually in a scene, but I would give you restrictions on when you can masturbate and other things that might control your behavior. We would discuss them beforehand, including the punishments if you break the rules.”
His eyes flare with heat when he mentions punishments and breaking the rules. Noted.
“Okay.”
“Consent can be withdrawn at any time, trouble. If you find you don’t want to do something you said you’d try, you can make it stop with your safe word. But we’ll always talk after a scene to check in.” Wyatt strokes his thumb over my lips. “If your mouth is occupied, you can hum a song or tap on whatever you can reach three times.”
“I want to try,” I say softly. “I don’t know what I’ll like or what I won’t.”
Maybe I should have experimented with some of the guys who were interested, but I didn’t want any of them the way I want these men. I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want these four.
“There are things we aren’t into that you don’t have to worry about, flower.” Finn draws my attention as he clicks no on a few things. “Sorry, if you’re into golden showers or knife play, we’ll have to find a fifth person.”
“No, we won’t.” Dante runs his hand up the back of my thigh, sending sparks coursing in my veins and making me hyperaware of my lack of panties. “Four is plenty for Sara. If she craves something, we’ll see if we can make it happen.”
“I’m good.” I clear my throat of the thickness my desire caused.
Wyatt’s gaze drops to my lips again. “It’s hard to remember why I fought so hard against this.”
He dips his head and his lips capture mine. Finally. I press up on my tiptoes to get closer until he scoops me up into his arms, lifting me so our lips are level with each other. My feet dangle in the air and I wind my arms around his neck.
“If we’re all good.” Drew’s voice pulls me back down to earth, but Wyatt doesn’t relinquish my mouth and I’m not about to give him up.
“Pip needs to find her shoes.” Dante chuckles. His fingers scrape the bottom of my foot and I jerk away from Wyatt’s mouth.
“On it. And panties.” I blush as Wyatt lowers me down to my feet.
“No panties.” Finn hands me my phone. “You agreed to forgo panties in public when required.”
“It does not say that and you didn’t ask that.” I take my phone and try to look through the app for the nudity clause.
Finn pushes my hair over my shoulder and runs his fingers down my neck, sending shivers coursing down my spine. “I might have taken some liberties with your consent. After all, you don’t know what you like or what you hate until you experience it once. So live a little, flower. And maybe Wyatt will let you come on the car ride to the club.”
