The bedroom door swings open and my gaze lands on her feet, adorned with what appear to be patent leather boots.Holy hell, those heels have to be at least six inches.My eyes travel up her toned legs to find the boots don’t end until they’re nearly at her gorgeous cunt that’s covered by the lousiest excuse for fabric I’ve ever seen.
“Oh, shit,” Demi spits, but I don’t take my eyes off Raegan. “Theboots. When she wears those things, she means business. Fair warning.”
Raegan struts toward me in her matching corset, with her tits spilling over the top, and her auburn waves freely cascading down her back. She’s carrying something.A crop.
I’m not sure what she has planned, but she has both my–and my cock’s–attention. I’m growing increasingly hard with every step that brings her closer to me. If I get much harder, I’ll undoubtedly bust through every seam of my pants.
She stops in front of me, her emerald eyes glaring up at me with something resembling both contempt and amusement. Weird fucking combo if you ask me.
I cross my arms over my chest. “If your idea is what I think it is, you didn’t have to go through all this. I’m in, Angel. I’m always fucking in.”
“Not so fast there, big guy.” She offers the slightest smirk as she slaps my chest with the end of the riding crop. Not hard enough to hurt, but enough to get my attention. “Here’s what’s going to happen. We’ve all been a little weird and we’re going to get the fuck over it so we can move the fuck on. You said you trust me, so it’s time you prove it. The plan–I’m in charge and Demetria is going to assist me. You’re going to do everything I say–we say.”
My throat constricts as I swallow thickly, listening intently to her every word.I’m not sure how I feel about this.
“I can see the pulse in your neck hammering away. I know you’re a little nervous. But the dilation of your pupils and the flush of your cheeks tells me you’re also a little curious.” She trails the crop down my chest and past the hem of my pants until she’s grazing my cock and causing it to jump at her whim. “I know you’ve been punishing yourself for a long time and still are, despite me telling you I want to move forward. And since I probably have some residual feelings I need to purge, we’re going to get it out of our systems… right… now.” She lands a light tap against my clothed cock with the head of the crop. “You’ll get to prove how sorry you are and I get to punish you for it. Then we move on. Deal?”
“Raegan–” Demi attempts to cut in.
“No, Demetria. This is something that needs to happen. We’ll never be okay until we do it. He’ll always walk on eggshells around me, no matter how okay I promise him I am. And you get to be a part of it, because you’re a part of us. Plus, I think it would do you some good to get out of your comfort zone for a minute. Once we’re done, we can all just be fucking normal.”
Demetria nods and Raegan smiles proudly back at her. “Good girl, you know I’d never steer you wrong. Isn’t that right?”
“Yes, Ma’am,” she responds promptly, not missing a beat.
“What do you say, Hayes?”
My heart is beating out of my chest, but she’s not wrong. I’m curious. I’ve never switched in my life and I’ve never been interested, but the thought of making amends for what I did to her is appealing. Maybe she’s right. Maybe this can help us move on. I don’t know how to be submissive, but fuck it… I’ll try for her.
“My safeword is red.”
“Good boy.” My dick jumps at her simple praise.Who fucking knew that was a thing? Not me.“Follow me to the bedroom and we’ll get started.”
I fall in step behind her as she turns away from me, but she halts and I nearly run into her bare back.
“I’m sorry, I should have specified. You haven’t earned the privilege of walking. You can follow me on your hands and knees. Demetria, you’re with me.” And without another word, she’s sauntering to the bedroom with Demi at her side, leaving me stunned in silence with no other choice but to do as she says.
So that’s exactly what I do.
I lower myself to my knees, then place my palms on the plush carpet… and I crawl.
42
Raegan
I’ve never felt the desire to dominate Hayes Adler until this very second. Watching him crawl, on his hands and knees, because I ordered it, is making my head spin and my clit throb in the best possible way. It’s a sight I’ve surprisingly never imagined and seeing as I much prefer to submit to the man, I highly doubt I’ll ask for it again. But tonight… I’m going to enjoy putting him in his place and showing howminehe’s always fucking been by making him pay for every year I had to live without him.
“What do you want me to do?” Demetria questions from behind me.
I turn to face her. “Come here, Darling Girl.”
She obeys and I cradle her face in my hands and kiss her softly. When I finally pull my lips from hers, I tell her, “All you have to do… is what I say. I plan on giving him everything I’ve got and you’ve been on the receiving end of that, but you’ve not seen me top someone you love and care for. If it’s too much, use your safeword and you can go–without consequence. Understand?”
“Oh, I understand, Ma’am. This will be interesting.”
“Good girl.”
A throat clears from behind me and I glance over my shoulder to see my ex-husband still on the floor, waiting–not so patiently–for my next command.He’s shifting side to side, his head remaining still while his eyes dart around the room, like he’s unsure where he’s supposed to be looking. There’s a slight tremble in his muscles. It’s barely discernable, but he can’t hide it from me.
