wanted it to be in a controlled environment with a more experienced Dom to guide them. They didn’t have enough practice to be sure they would use the right amount of pressure Stephanie craved.
Each sub was different. That much Dane had learned. Some got off being spanked or flogged. Others needed it for the adrenaline release. Ensuring the scene was safe and satisfying was Dane’s main concern.
He rubbed his hand over her ass where he’d patted her. “Turn over.”
She obeyed, flipping her body as though it were a monumental task after being depleted by the recent orgasm.
Aiden smoothed her hair from her forehead. “Look at Dane, honey.”
She let her gaze fall on Dane’s. It was a gift every time she made eye contact. He swallowed around his good fortune. “We’re going out this morning. We’ve been invited to a brunch at our friend Steve’s. You met him the other night at the fetish club.”
She nodded.
Dane frowned at her, exaggerating the furrow of his brow.
“Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir.”
“We expect you to comport yourself like a proper submissive while we’re at Steve’s. There will be a few other Doms there with their subs. We’ll give you the opportunity to learn from them.” He grazed a finger across her lower lip.
“We’re going to press your comfort level this morning, little sub.” Aiden stood as he spoke. “Come.”
Stephanie paused before scrambling from the bed. She wobbled a little as she tried to get her feet to obey.
Dane smiled from behind her. He loved when he threw her off her game. He followed her sexy ass into the bathroom, wishing he’d swatted her a little more firmly. There wasn’t even a red mark to indicate his palm had been there.
Aiden opened the shower and flipped on the water. He propped the door open and ushered Stephanie inside. “When we’re home, you won’t shut the door to the shower, is that understood?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Stephanie stepped into the water and let it cascade over her head. The shower was huge with plenty of room for more than one person. He and Aiden had designed it themselves. With the spout on the far wall, very little water splashed from the enclosure even with the door open. Dane ached to step inside with her.
Instead he leaned against the counter to enjoy the show. “There’s shampoo, conditioner and girly soap on the shelf. We stocked up over the weekend.”
She glanced at him. Her mouth fell open, but she closed it just as fast, holding back whatever retort she’d been about to utter. She chose to hastily wash with shaky fingers, fumbling with the bottles of soap.
Dane unnerved her. He knew it. He loved it.
Aiden turned the water off as Stephanie stepped out. He handed her a washcloth. She didn’t flinch. Both Aiden and Dane had dried her with the small terrycloth square last week. It afforded her no privacy and pushed her level of comfort.
Dane stepped past her to enter the shower himself. His cock was hard from the shower show, and he fully intended to masturbate to the beat of the water. He’d done that a lot since they’d met her. Not that he and Aiden hadn’t had sex as often. On the contrary, they’d been more amorous than ever, but Dane found himself needing to orgasm more frequently. No matter how many times he got off, his dick stayed hard.
Stephanie had that effect on him.
He stared at her smooth skin as he bathed, not hiding the fact that he held his length in his hand and repeatedly stroked to the tip and back down to his balls as he showered. Through the haze of the waterfall he watched her bite her lip as he shot off against the wall.
She even crossed her legs until Aiden tapped her thigh and glared at her sternly. “You can watch, but you must keep your legs apart.” Aiden stepped into the shower as he spoke, running a palm up Dane’s torso and taking his mouth in a deep kiss that melted Dane’s insides and almost had him buckling his knees. God that man could kiss.
To preserve some dignity, Dane
Each sub was different. That much Dane had learned. Some got off being spanked or flogged. Others needed it for the adrenaline release. Ensuring the scene was safe and satisfying was Dane’s main concern.
He rubbed his hand over her ass where he’d patted her. “Turn over.”
She obeyed, flipping her body as though it were a monumental task after being depleted by the recent orgasm.
Aiden smoothed her hair from her forehead. “Look at Dane, honey.”
She let her gaze fall on Dane’s. It was a gift every time she made eye contact. He swallowed around his good fortune. “We’re going out this morning. We’ve been invited to a brunch at our friend Steve’s. You met him the other night at the fetish club.”
She nodded.
Dane frowned at her, exaggerating the furrow of his brow.
“Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir.”
“We expect you to comport yourself like a proper submissive while we’re at Steve’s. There will be a few other Doms there with their subs. We’ll give you the opportunity to learn from them.” He grazed a finger across her lower lip.
“We’re going to press your comfort level this morning, little sub.” Aiden stood as he spoke. “Come.”
Stephanie paused before scrambling from the bed. She wobbled a little as she tried to get her feet to obey.
Dane smiled from behind her. He loved when he threw her off her game. He followed her sexy ass into the bathroom, wishing he’d swatted her a little more firmly. There wasn’t even a red mark to indicate his palm had been there.
Aiden opened the shower and flipped on the water. He propped the door open and ushered Stephanie inside. “When we’re home, you won’t shut the door to the shower, is that understood?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Stephanie stepped into the water and let it cascade over her head. The shower was huge with plenty of room for more than one person. He and Aiden had designed it themselves. With the spout on the far wall, very little water splashed from the enclosure even with the door open. Dane ached to step inside with her.
Instead he leaned against the counter to enjoy the show. “There’s shampoo, conditioner and girly soap on the shelf. We stocked up over the weekend.”
She glanced at him. Her mouth fell open, but she closed it just as fast, holding back whatever retort she’d been about to utter. She chose to hastily wash with shaky fingers, fumbling with the bottles of soap.
Dane unnerved her. He knew it. He loved it.
Aiden turned the water off as Stephanie stepped out. He handed her a washcloth. She didn’t flinch. Both Aiden and Dane had dried her with the small terrycloth square last week. It afforded her no privacy and pushed her level of comfort.
Dane stepped past her to enter the shower himself. His cock was hard from the shower show, and he fully intended to masturbate to the beat of the water. He’d done that a lot since they’d met her. Not that he and Aiden hadn’t had sex as often. On the contrary, they’d been more amorous than ever, but Dane found himself needing to orgasm more frequently. No matter how many times he got off, his dick stayed hard.
Stephanie had that effect on him.
He stared at her smooth skin as he bathed, not hiding the fact that he held his length in his hand and repeatedly stroked to the tip and back down to his balls as he showered. Through the haze of the waterfall he watched her bite her lip as he shot off against the wall.
She even crossed her legs until Aiden tapped her thigh and glared at her sternly. “You can watch, but you must keep your legs apart.” Aiden stepped into the shower as he spoke, running a palm up Dane’s torso and taking his mouth in a deep kiss that melted Dane’s insides and almost had him buckling his knees. God that man could kiss.
To preserve some dignity, Dane
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