Garrett nodded.“All right.Then I’ll follow your lead.Sheneeds to understand how we work.I’m her Master but you’re in charge.What areyou thinking?”
“I’m thinking about torturing her.Edging.You stop when Itell you,” he commanded.“If she has questions, then so do I.Now run over toher place and grab my kit.It’s in the living room.Do not let Miranda and Gigidistract you.I need what’s in there because we need to start training her.Iwant to share her properly as soon as we can.”
Because he wasn’t sure how much time they had with her.
Garrett jogged back down the stairs and out of the mainhouse.
Keane moved up, every step bringing him closer to what hewanted.Her.
He turned left and located the door at the end of the hall.The house was a magnificent ranch house someone had renovated over the years toresemble a mansion, though it was warm and homey.She had grown up here.Thishouse was filled with safety and love.
He wanted some of that for himself.
The private playroom was at the end of the hall.He didn’tneed to remember Olivia’s directions.All he had to do was follow her clothes.She’d apparently not stopped at her shirt and bra.Her shoes and jeans werestrewn along the hall.Her pretty pink panties were on the floor right in frontof the playroom.The French doors were lovely, but nothing like the woman inthe center of the room.Olivia knelt on the gleaming hardwoods in a classicsubmissive position.Knees spread wide.Head down.All that hair flowing aroundher gorgeous naked body.
“You are stunning, sub,” he said, staring at her for amoment, taking it in and memorizing it.Everything about this woman called tohim.Her fierceness.Her stubborn will.Her sweetness.All of it.
Her head didn’t move.“Back at you, Master.Did I mentionthat I did not appreciate that woman putting hands on you?”
He smiled because that was an admission that gave him hope.“Garrett and I had that handled.”
Her head came up, fire flashing in those gorgeous eyes.“Youmight have, but I don’t think Garrett knew what to do, Master.”
Smart kitten.“What makes you think that?”
Her hands stayed on her thighs as she looked up at him.“Iwatched for a few minutes.You removed her hands.If it had gone on for anothercouple of minutes, you would have gotten more aggressive.Garrett didn’t knowwhat to do.He can threaten the hell out of a man, but he’s unsure how tohandle a woman.”
“I assure you he wouldn’t have allowed her to touch himintimately,” Keane explained.“Garrett adapted in foster care in a way I nevercould.I suppose it was his protective mechanism.People pleasing.Especiallywomen, since in most of the homes we were in, women were the caretakers.”
“And you?”
He was a stubborn dumbass.“I hit back harder and put upwalls.”
“I can understand that,” she admitted.“Is Garrett a switch?Does he ever bottom for you?”
Oh, there was so much curiosity in the question.Not in adisdainful way.She wanted to picture it.That big strong man on his knees nextto her.The two of them waiting for his discipline.
It wasn’t going to happen.
“Do you want me to?”
Keane stopped because that hadn’t come from Olivia.Garrettstood in the doorway, his eyes on Olivia and a familiar kit in his hand.Hehadn’t brought his own.Just Keane’s.
That told him something.Something he’d always thought mightbubble under his friend’s surface.Something Garrett might never be able toadmit.
But the way he was staring at Olivia, the bit of longing inthe question, made Keane think.
“Only if you want to,” Olivia replied.“I’m sorry.I comefrom a lot of threesomes, and even the straight ones have a hierarchy.Sometimes it’s because one of them is a switch.Sometimes there’s simply adominant personality who takes over during sex.I suppose I was wondering whatthe hierarchy is.”
They had one.Garrett led in certain ways, but when it cameto this, it was always Keane.
He’d been curious.Had always thought there was a weirdspark between them.When they were younger he dismissed it, but the older theygot, the more he wondered.
Garrett set the kit down.“Uhm, I think we kind of taketurns.”
“We do not.”It was time to see if there was any chance thiscould work.“Garrett, take off your clothes and join our sub.Olivia, for yourinformation, I’m the top.Garrett tops you, but I’m in charge of this.What Isay in this room goes.”
As long as everyone agreed.It sounded very dominant andalpha, but the truth was the power was always in the hands of the submissive.
