Hidden Pleasures #5: Teased (6 page)

Ronnie arched her back, the sight of the other woman coming so hot her pussy fluttered around Gavin’s fingers. Luis’s dirty talk drove her higher, her swollen pussy tightening for a new orgasm. Gavin pressed right on her clit and bit down on her neck at the same time. A blinding orgasm ripped through her, surprising her with its force.

“Aww baby, you are so fucking hot. You’re my dream woman, you know that?” Gavin’s voice in her ear warmed her, pleasure cresting inside her. His cock prodded her in the back, and she leaned way back to take in his face. He kissed her, a light brush of his lips on hers that filled her with happiness.

“That was beautiful. Such an honest response.” Luis released Heather, brushing his lips across her temple and smiling at her. “But I was easy on you. If a Dom asks a question, you are to always answer verbally.”

“Yeah, or you’ll get your ass spanked,” Ronnie groused under her breath.

Luis’s head snapped toward her, and she shrank back into Gavin’s arms. The Latino arched one eyebrow at her, but didn’t make a move toward them. He shook his head. “You’re getting off right now because I want to make sure Heather is okay. But later I’ll remind you that Gavin asked you questions earlier, and you didn’t answer him.”

God, she had to learn to control her mouth.

Heather stood still, not really moving. She bent to get her panties and couldn’t grab them. Luis crouched down and helped her, sliding the material up and over her hips.

“There. Okay now?” He kept one hand on her shoulders. The little Asian woman crept over closer to him, and he hugged her, let her hide her face in his shirt.

“Gavin,” she whispered, “is she okay?”

“Yeah. Just needs some reassurance. We cuddle you after we do something new that scares you, don’t we?” Gavin tightened his arms around her, and she snuggled in closer.

“Yeah.” She considered Luis and Heather, the way Luis had her gathered in close and let her bury her face in his shirt. Strangely, her jealousy melted away. Maybe possessive, but what he’d done was for her pleasure. He could be tough as nails with her, bossy, controlling, and annoying as crap with his busy body ways. But under all that he was a protective teddy bear.

With a wonderfully dirty mind he liked to put to good use.

And he was hers.

Gavin kissed the top of her head. “Hey there love, can we get up? The floor is cold as hell.”

“Oh, yeah sure.” She clambered to her feet and found her clothes. Just in time too, because the door bell dinged. In a rush to yank her clothing on, she got tangled in her pants and almost fell over. Gavin’s half erect cock bobbed at her. He winked and tucked himself back behind the fabric.

“Later.”

Heather broke away from Luis and wiped under her eyes. “I’ll take care of the customer.” She hurried to the sink and washed her hands, both appendages shaking. “I don’t know what to say right now. Um, thanks?”

Gavin laughed, zipping his pants. “You might want to come to the club sometime. Ask Ronnie about it.”

Ronnie blushed, for what reason she couldn’t fathom. She wasn’t sure she wanted to share the club with Heather. Hadn’t letting Luis masturbate her been enough? Irritated with the idea, she fussed with her clothing to avoid looking at Heather. “Yeah, why not?”

Heather laughed and removed the chair from under the door. “I’ll cover for ya. No rush.”

Oookay, so what did she do now? Was it going to be weird, working with someone she’d just participated in a BDSM scene with? Heather acted all normal, like this stuff happened all the time. Now her work life was totally screwed up.

Fucking Doms had planned this all out. Bastards.

She fussed with her pony tail, fixing the fly aways and redoing the elastic. Although why she wore it that way around these two, she didn’t know. Just gave them an easy way to grab a hold of her and control her.

“I don’t think I can handle any more of that vibrator today, so I really hope you’re not going to crank it right back up again,” she snapped, irritated with herself. With everything.

“What’s wrong?” Gavin ducked his head to get closer to her eye level, a puzzled expression on his face.

“I don’t want to be screwed with while I’m at work. But, as Luis probably heard, I’ve pretty much been fired because business is too damn slow. So guess what? I have to find a new job. Plus, now my co-worker knows all about how kinky I am, so I’ll have to answer all kinds of questions about my deviant behavior.”

“Ronnie. Calm down.” Luis caught her hands and lowered them to her sides. “Tell us what’s wrong. That’s not the real issue. You weren’t even interested in being here today. You got more animated talking about finding a caterer for the club than I’ve ever seen you when talking about work.”

“Oh yeah, I can come work for you. Be totally with you and under your control 24/7. I don’t want that Luis. You can’t keep me under your thumb.” She yanked her hands away and took a half step back from him. “Stop trying to control me. You want to make me do stuff I don’t want to do. And now you’re screwing with my co-workers and—”

“Stop. Now.” Luis’s dark glare and the command froze her. She sucked her lip between her teeth and bit down, fighting tears.

Gavin blew out a deep breath. He shook his head, flicking his glance from her to Luis. “No one is trying to control you, Ronnie. The only place we control you is the bedroom, and you know that control only works as long as it’s what we all want. We’re trying to help you. Working here isn’t going to get you anywhere. This is a dead end. You’re wasting time here.”

“Helping me by fucking me in the break room? Really? I’m so sick of you guys thinking you know everything,” she groused under her breath, fighting the urge to kick them both in the shins. Anger boiled up and simmered in her belly. Nothing was under her power anymore. They’d taken everything from her. Things were spiraling faster and faster, events unfolding into a new landscape for her life. “I want to go home. Right now.”

Luis cocked his head, eyes squinted up and assessing her. Gavin crossed his arms over his chest.

Her phone rang, and she stomped to the cupboard to retrieve her purse. Damn Doms and their schemes and their ways of making her come even when it wasn’t appropriate. The display held the contact information of the last person in the world she wanted to talk to at that moment. “Hi, Shea.”

Her roommate started bitching right away, not even taking a breath. She held the phone away from her ear, getting more and more upset by the second. Her anger turned to full-on fury, and she hung up on the skinny blonde bitch mid-rant.

“That stupid bitch.” Disbelief joined her anger. The plastic shell on her phone dug into her palm. A deep breath helped ground her, and she loosened her grip. “She told me to come get my shit because she’d found a new roommate and wants me to get everything out tonight. And I’m not on the lease, so I can’t do anything about it.” 

Her entire world was crashing down around her. An avalanche of bullshit trying to bury her alive. “Fuck. Fuck. What am I going to do?”

Big fat tears flowed down her cheeks, and she bit down on her hand to cover the sound of her sobs.

Luis strode to her, backing her up to the wall. When she met the hard, unforgiving drywall, he slipped his arms around her back and hugged her.

The crisp smell of his aftershave invaded her nose, and his heavy chest muscles flexed under her cheek. She shoved at him half-heartedly, trying to get away from him. Gavin slithered in behind them and held her too, the scent of cut grass and mulch emanating from his shirt.

Funny how she hadn’t noticed before.

Their hard, unyielding bodies tight with hers had the pliancy of brick walls.

But somehow that was just what she needed.

“Why is everything going wrong? Why can’t we just continue on the way we have been?”

“Maybe you’re looking at it in the wrong light. Maybe instead of wrong, it’s just a change. And with change comes opportunity. Think about it. You are free to do whatever you like. No job, no lease to worry over, you can do whatever you want.” Luis was so reasonable and controlled, smoothing his hand over her hair. “And we can’t continue the way we have been because Gavin and I need more than that. So do you.”

“You sound like one of those books you’re always reading.” No way she’d admit it, but now she didn’t want to be anywhere but where she was right that moment. “I’m not sure how I feel about you and Heather. And I’m sick of my dad’s crap and worrying about babies and being almost one hundred percent certain I just wasted four years of my life getting a degree in something just to please my parents. I don’t want to go to law school.”

The whole rant was one big whine, but she didn’t care.

“You’re confused, sweetheart. It’s okay.” Gavin squeezed her and bit her ear lobe. “We have been pushing you hard to make decisions. I’m sorry about that.”

“I wouldn’t have touched Heather if I wasn’t confident that you would enjoy watching her play with her pussy. You’ve shown us when we were at the club that you were interested, and you didn’t safe word when I touched her.” Luis stroked his thumb over her cheek bone. “Let’s go home. We will talk about everything, and it will give you time to think about how you reacted to what we did together.”

Home.

Yes, it was her home. If she’d been unsure before, Shea’s bitchy way of tossing her out on her ass made it clear the apartment wasn’t a place she belonged any more.

Wow. This was really happening.

“I’m scared. I feel like every decision I make lately has these huge, far-reaching repercussions, and I don’t want to make mistakes.” A bone deep shudder ripped through her, clacking her teeth together. Neither man moved, they simply held her, cradled in their embrace until she calmed. “What if I change my mind about law school later, and I’ve missed my chance?”

“Nothing is set in stone.”

She sniffled.

Luis brought her hands to his mouth and kissed both. “Shhh...you’re okay. You need time to process everything. Truthfully, we hadn’t planned on including Heather in our play. I meant only to tease you a little bit with the vibrator until you wanted to go home.”

“And I decided to push harder than I should have when I saw you back here. I have felt like things are uncertain between us for a while now, and it’s driving me crazy.” Gavin’s chest expanded behind her, pressing her tighter to Luis. “I can’t stand walking around wondering if you’re going to bolt and run. But think about it, Ronnie, and be honest. Did you hate what happened between us?”

Why did they have to be so reasonable? So...cool and normal about it all? “No, I guess I’m falling back on all the stuff I was taught I was supposed to do or not do. I was a little jealous with Luis having his hands on Heather at first, but it was so sexy, him controlling her. Watching her come.” She stared at Luis’s chest, heat burning her cheeks. “And yeah, working here isn’t going to get me any where I actually want to go. I’ve just been on that one track for so long. I don’t know what I’m doing, and I’m so used to having a plan.”

“Let’s go home. I’ll make a few calls and check on the crews that are out today. A few of the guys won’t mind making a few extra bucks helping pack your stuff at the apartment.” Gavin spun her so she faced him and kissed her, a deep lingering kiss full of tongue and teeth that swallowed her protests about him paying for movers.

It took her longer than she liked to regain her equilibrium after he released her mouth. She’d fisted her hands in his shirt.

“Fine.” She rolled her eyes. “Pay for my shit to be moved. I don’t care.”

Blond hair flopped over his forehead, and he stared her down with the Dom face he usually hid. Heat curled in her belly while her heart raced, and she fought for breath. Crap.

“I’m your Dom. I take care of you.” One hard crack on her left cheek surprised a squeak from her lips. “But keep up with the bratty behavior. See what kind of spanking you get.” He tapped her on the nose and strode through the door to the outside, leaving her alone with Luis.

Gavin was changing. She doubted he’d ever be as commanding as Luis, but his dominant side had gotten stronger.

An expression she couldn’t decipher settled on her Latin lover’s face, his dark brows drawn down low and tiny frown lines framing his mouth.

“What’s the matter?” God, this day couldn’t get more complicated.

“Come work with me. Not because I want constant control over you. But because I want you to be my partner, to help me build my business. It will be
our
business.”

He didn’t touch her, his hands loose at his sides. Waiting on her.

Electricity shot through her veins, thumping in her blood with every beat of her heart. “I don’t know Luis. What if it gets to be too much being together, and we hate each other?”

He didn’t answer with words, his gaze drowned her in the natural certainty and absolute confidence he carried.

“What about the future? What if one of us wants kids or marriage or any of that other stuff? How’s that gonna work?”

He rolled his eyes and sighed. “
Gatita,
these arguments are baseless worries. We are going home. And Gavin and I will fuck every silly, nonsensical argument you have right out of your head. You know that we are meant to be together. Anything that comes in the future, we will deal with.”

The ridiculous, bratty side of her had to challenge him. She couldn’t help it. Gavin was her Dom, and damn good at making her come, at bossing her around and topping her.

But Luis...he was a force of nature. Nowhere near as easy going as Gavin. She had to challenge him, make him prove he could handle a lifetime with her.

Because Luis would always be the top that drove their threesome. No matter how much she loved Gavin, it would always be Luis who held the power to destroy her heart.

The revelation staggered her. Her heart gave a painful thump in her chest, and she peered up at him from under her eyelashes.

“Oh really? You sure you can do that? I’d like to see you try. Why is sex the answer to everything with you?”

A flash of instant lust and desire blazed in his eyes, and he held up the oblong shaped remote control to the vibrator. A predatory smile creased his cheek. He depressed one of the buttons, and she squiggled.