Chapter 12
Twelve
Reed
We moved the party to the bedroom but my gaze kept drifting to the sweet and sassy woman in my arms. I never thought stopping to help a friend on the side of the road could have set me on this path.
Reaching my bedroom, I was pleasantly surprised at what Kingston had done.
He’d stripped the comforter, extra sheets, blankets and pillows off of the bed, leaving only the fitted sheet in place.
Electric candles lined both of my nightstands and windowsill.
He’d laid out a few implements, though I couldn’t see exactly which ones, along with a variety of toys and lube.
Between his toy bag and his jump bag, King was always prepared.
I took in the picture around us, my heart growing as full as it could be.
He wanted to make a good impression and it was working.
“Oooh, it’s so cozy,” Eloise cooed. “Even with that oak paddle giving me the side-eye.”
“Handcrafted by Logan,” Kingston mused. “I’d say its bark is worse than its bite, but in this case, it’s not.”
“You don’t have to spank me, you know? It was merely a suggestion yesterday.”
“I’d really like the first time I spank you to be for pleasure or a release, princess, instead of for punishment. Then when I’m using it for discipline, you’ll remember the difference.”
I set Eli down on the rug in front of my bed, waiting semi patiently for Kingston to take control of the situation.
“Yes, Sir. I understand and agree,” she said, her eyes shining with excitement.
“Take off her clothes, Reed.”
Eloise licked her lips. I started with her socks and shoes, taking each one and setting them aside.
Her dress slacks came off next, followed by her silky blouse.
I took my time with the tiny pearl buttons, my fingers more nimble than they looked as I moved down the row.
Sliding the gorgeous top off her shoulders, I took care to set it on the armchair near me so it wouldn’t wrinkle.
She smiled warmly, appreciating the gesture.
When I returned to unhook her bra, Eli held her arms out so I could remove the lacy peach-colored garment, leaving her in only a tiny pair of nude panties.
I danced them down her hips, slowly, until they joined the rest of her outfit.
As beautiful as she was in clothing, without them increased my appreciation for her full curves.
Kingston reached around to the front of her body, pinching each of her nipples until they pebbled. Her head lolled back on her shoulders.
“I think she likes that.”
“Suck on them,” he growled.
Stepping closer, I took each of her nipples into my mouth, teasing and sucking. Watching for her reactions, I dragged my teeth across her left one.
“Ah!” Eli snapped her head up.
“What color are you at, babygirl?”
“Yellow. Spanking aside, I don’t love pressure on most areas of my body,” she explained.
“Thank you for telling me your preferences. Do you have any limits we should know about?”
She glanced at King, admiring him for a moment before sweeping her gaze back to me.
“It’s been such a long time. The limits I might have in a club setting aren’t the same for personal relationships. Does that make sense?”
“Yes, it does. Since we haven’t played together or touched each other intimately, will you promise to use your colors like you just did?
Neither one of us will get upset. It’s all about finding pleasure and not doing anything outside of your comfort zone.
Well, sometimes I enjoy straddling the line, but I won’t attempt it until we know each other better.
” I brushed her hair away from her face and off her shoulders.
“Yes, Sir.”
Fuck. Her tongue darted out of her mouth as she spoke the title, making me want to suck on her lips. “Good girl. Go sit on the bed.”
She nodded and moved to the edge of the mattress, sitting down and swinging her feet. Kingston undressed me with practiced ease until I stood naked in front of him.
“Join Eloise.”
Something close to defiance must have shone in my eyes, because King grabbed the middle of my ear before I could even protest.
“I’m going, Sir.”
“Walk.”
He led me to the bed, keeping his fingers on the shell of my ear until I lowered myself to the mattress.
“Do you want music?” Though the question was genuine, given my sarcastic comments and bratty behavior, King might read into the meaning. Like I was poking fun at his previous occupation as a stripper.
“Why did you ask for music?”
“To set the mood, the pace and beat to find your rhythm. I’m out of my element, Sir. I’m not attempting to push back.”
King’s eyes softened as he stared, processing the answer. “The next time you challenge me, whether or not you intend to? I’m going to make you wear that thick silver plug next to you from now until I leave tomorrow. Am I understood?”
“Yes, Sir. I am not attempting to battle right now.”
Eloise moved so her head landed on my thigh. She rubbed my chest and stomach, offering comfort without saying a word. Sighing, I tangled my fingers in her long, blond tresses. Kingston pressed a kiss to her forehead and then mine.
“Communication, communication, communication.” King clapped his hands.
“I’m going to make the two of you spell it for me a hundred times.
If you’re struggling with something? Talk to me.
If you are overthinking, overworked, over anything and I’m not around?
Message me. I’m a lot of things but I’m not a mind reader. ”
“I can’t speak for Reed, obviously, but what you were saying about being trapped in my head is so true,” Eli whispered. “It’s hard for me to open up and speak freely. I trust both of you, something that will also deepen as we spend more time together, but I’m nervous too.”
“All right. We are going to play a game. For each question you answer, I remove a piece of clothing.” Kingston smirked, the dimple in his chin more prominent.
“And if we refuse to answer, Sir?” I had to know.
Eloise nudged me with her elbow.
“You can play our game from your knees. Get down on the floor.” King pointed at the foot of the bed.
I knew better. He knew I knew better. Maybe I needed stricter rules or more attention?
This wasn’t me. I never ever acted in such a fashion, not with other partners, and certainly not with any other Dominant in my life.
Quickly moving to the space he’d directed me to, I took an extremely submissive pose with my hands on my knees.
Immediately I felt more grounded and my body relaxed into the soft rug underneath me.
“I’m spiraling, Sir. Every time you tell me to do something, I get so fucking caught up in my head. I know I’m testing your patience. I’m ruining the scene we had planned for Eli.”
“If you want to take a breath and watch a movie or something else we can. This night is supposed to be about the three of us relaxing, whatever that means. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.
I’m still going to spank our girl, because I want to see how much prettier her ass looks when it’s hot and pink, but other than that, there’s no rush. ”
Nodding, I took several breaths and released them. “I appreciate you both so much. I was pacing in my office, worrying about how this would go. You understand the shit I haven’t been able to voice. I swear it’s… it’s just things I’ve been letting get to me. Completely separate from us.”
“It’s all right.” Kingston cupped my face, forcing me to look up at him. “I’m in charge now, little prince. All you have to do is relax. Will you do that for me?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good boy. Now, back to our game.”
His gentle reassurance helped me sink into a deeper state of submission. It had been so long since I had someone else holding the reins that I’d forgotten what it was like to truly relax.
King started the questions again. “What’s your favorite implement, Eli?”
Eloise shifted her body, wrapping her gorgeous legs around my torso and running her fingers through my hair. I wanted to turn around and worship her, and her gentle touches soothed me.
“Hm? I prefer floggers and leather paddles, Sir.”
“Very good.” Kingston undid the button on his polo shirt and yanked it over his head, his muscles flexing with the motion. Eloise’s fingers tugged my hair hard.
“Ow. Careful, babygirl. I’d rather like my hair to remain on my head,” I chastised lightly.
“Sorry, Sir.”
She cleared her throat, though I’d bet she was having the same dirty thoughts as me. Biting my lip, I admired our handsome boyfriend as he tapped his chin, probably thinking of the next question.
“Favorite position, Reed?”
Racking my brain, I came up short. I hadn’t really thought about it before. “I’ve never been sexual with a man and a woman at the same time, so I don’t have one, Sir.”
“I want to know what position is your favorite. It doesn’t matter who the players are.”
“Good point. For me? There’s something extremely intimate about having my partner lying on the side of me, either facing me or away. It’s the closeness of missionary but you can explore more. There isn’t any acrobatics needed like in some of the more wild poses.”
“I like that mental image. Nice.” Kingston undid his belt with one hand and pulled it through the loops, cracking it before setting it on the chaise.
Eloise purred in my ear. “You’re slowly torturing us, Sir.”
“I’m teaching you how to be patient and to communicate better. What’s a kink you’ve never explored but always wanted to? Or a scene, I’m not picky.”
“Electro-stim. I watched this gorgeous woman at Creekside play with Lane one night. She was topless, but everything else was covered. He touched her in a few spots along her neck and she had a freaking orgasm right there on the table. I’ve never seen anything like that.”