Kaden walked in. “Our girl needs some relief. I warned you she’d be jumping us.” He held up her clothes. “Go take these to the bedroom and wait for us there.”
She jumped off the counter, grabbed the clothes from Kaden, and ran to do it.
Kaden laughed and started unbuttoning his shirt. “Well? You can’t say you don’t want a nooner with her, can you?”
Seth rolled his eyes. “No, can’t say that.” He followed his friend to the bedroom.
Leah spent nearly two hours turning her men every which way but loose. When she finally fell asleep, contentedly tucked between them, Kaden fumbled for and found his glasses and the television remote. Seth needed a nap. He dozed next to Leah while Kaden watched TV.
It felt right. He wouldn’t deny it. With the initial weirdness out of the way, and except for his sometimes guilt, it felt right sharing her.
The woman they loved.
The right woman.
A few days later, Seth had conquered the worst of his hesitation over using the whip on Leah’s denim-clad rear end. Each time he did she always jumped the two men, who were more than willing to allow her to lead them to bed.
Seth was eating breakfast when Leah sidled up to him and wrapped her arms around him. “I know what I want for my birthday.”
He had a feeling it was a present he couldn’t buy. His friends had insisted on giving him an allowance when he refused to let them pay him for being there. He didn’t have to spend any of it and kept it in the joint account he now shared with Leah—yet another of Kaden’s careful plans. Seth was also a cosigner on their other bank accounts, but he didn’t want to have anything to do with those yet if he didn’t have to.
“What would that be?” He slipped his arms around her bare waist.
“I want you to use the singletail on me.”
He frowned. “How’s that a present?”
“On my bare ass.”
“Oh, no you don’t. That’s not fair!”
She broke out the puppy-dog eyes. “Please?”
“Why can’t I just buy you something?”
“This is what I really want. Please?”
“Stop the puppy-dog eyes.”
“Please?”
He groaned. “You’re killing me here, babe. Why are you asking me to do this?”
Kaden rounded the corner with his morning cup of coffee in hand. “What’s she prying out of you now?” he teased.
“I told Seth what I want for my birthday,” she said with a fake pouty lip, “and he won’t agree to it.”
Kaden took one look at her and burst out laughing. “You are too much, little girl.” He leaned in and kissed her. “And what are you trying to sucker Seth into now?”
“Using a singletail on my bare ass.”
Kaden’s spit take looked genuine. His rolling laughter certainly was. “Holy shit! She’s really got you this time.”
“How about a little backup here, dude?”
Kaden grabbed some paper towels to wipe up his spewed coffee. “No, I’m not getting between the two of you on this one.” He pointed at Seth. “You’ve got to man up and learn to stand up to her.”
“She used the eyes!”
Kaden laughed again. “I know. They’re lethal. That’s one thing I can’t teach you, buddy. You’re on your own there.”
Leah wore nothing but her heavy collar because they weren’t expecting any company that day. She pressed her body against Seth and squirmed. “Please?”
Kaden’s laughter didn’t help Seth any. “Dude, stand up to her.”
He looked at Kaden over her shoulder. “You put her up to this, didn’t you?”
Kaden leaned against the counter with his fresh mug of coffee and shrugged. “I might have suggested a course of action to her that would most likely get her the desired result.” He took a sip.
“Fucking traitor.”
“Fucking pussy. You’re her Dom. Stand up to her.”
She widened her eyes and pouted her lip. “Please?”
Seth closed his eyes and groaned. “I’m so fucking screwed.”
“Yep,” Kaden agreed.
That was how Seth found himself nervously staring at Leah’s bare ass a few hours later out in the backyard. The six-footer was too big to use in the playroom. With the Christmas tree in the living room, there wasn’t enough room there, either. With the lights on the lanai, in addition to the tables, it was easier to take her out back. Neighbors couldn’t see them anyway because of the woods.
“Your birthday isn’t for a couple of weeks yet. Why can’t we wait? Let me practice a little more?”
She wiggled her bare ass at him. She had donned a leather jacket and gloves at his insistence and Kaden’s agreement that it might be a good idea. “Please, Sir? I really want it.”
“What if I hurt you? Don’t be a smart-ass, either. I mean, what if I hit you in the wrong place?”
“You’re good. I’ve watched you. You won’t hurt me.”
Kaden sat with his back propped against an oak tree. “Pussy,” he taunted.
Seth turned and pointed the whip at him. “Don’t you fucking start on me. I’ll practice on you.”
He smiled and shrugged.
Seth took a deep breath. “All right. Just…hold still, okay? Don’t move.” He carefully lined up his throw, choked and stopped, walked in a circle, repositioned himself. “Hold still.”
He took another deep breath, closed his eyes for a moment to settle his nerves, then took aim and threw.
The hit landed squarely in the middle of her left ass cheek, leaving a pink welt behind.
Leah moaned. Not in pain, but in a “oooh, someone’s getting fucked soon and I hope it’s me” way.
“You okay, babe?”
She wiggled her ass at him. Her voice sounded deep and husky. “Don’t stop!”
Kaden laughed. “Go ahead. That was perfect. Could have stepped into it just a hair more. You barely touched her.”
“That was my intention.” He lined up another one. “Don’t move a fucking muscle.” He threw, landing the hit in the middle of her right cheek.
She moaned again. “Yes!” she hissed.
Kaden nodded. “Good. Now loosen up a bit. You’re too tense. You’re going to hurt yourself throwing like that.”
Seth took a moment to roll his neck and shoulders and another deep breath. “Okay, you ready?”
“Yes!”
He threw, then another one immediately after, both hitting their intended target.
“Okay, honey, please. I’m a wreck. Can I stop now?”
“Two more. Please?”
Kaden stood and motioned for the whip. Seth stepped out of the way and swapped him the whip for the video camera Kaden had been filming the practice with. “You’ll get more than that,” Seth said.
Kaden took over. “Where are we, love?”
She immediately slipped deep into subspace. Seth had suspected she was close but not that close. “Green, Master.”
“Set of thirty, love.”
“Thirty, Master.”
“Count.”
Seth filmed them, in awe of Kaden’s skill. Would he ever be that good, that sure of himself? Kaden told Seth he’d started with the bullwhips fifteen years earlier, after Leah had seen a demonstration and nearly came in her pants at the thought of Kaden using one on her.
Kaden also assured him that, despite his calm, outward demeanor, he’d been just as terrified of using one on her bare flesh as Seth now was.
Leah was in heaven. After the set, Kaden handed the whip back to Seth and walked over to her. She curled in his arms as he softly whispered to her.
Seth almost shut off the video, then decided maybe he should film it. She might want video of them together like that. How he felt filming it should be immaterial.
After a few minutes, Kaden kissed her forehead and she got to her feet. Seth stopped filming. She walked over to him and kissed him, long and deep. “Thank you, Sir. That was wonderful.”
“Hey, Kade did the worst of it.”
“But I knew you could do it.”
“Yeah. Just don’t ask me to do long sets yet.”
“Okay.” She headed to the house. The pink and red welts crisscrossing her ass were clearly visible.
Kaden stopped beside Seth. “She’s something else.”
“How did you not lose your fucking mind while learning all this shit?”
Kaden shrugged. “I had a woman who loved and needed me. I was going to do everything in my power to give her whatever she needed to make her happy. She didn’t want me to buy her things. We’d be living in a crappy apartment in Tampa still if it wasn’t for me insisting on moving someplace nicer. You know she drove that goddamned piece-of-crap junker car for years. A friend of mine sabotaged it for me one night so it caught fire. She had to let me buy her a new one.”
Seth remembered Kaden e-mailing him about it while he was still in Iraq. “No shit? I thought that was an accident.”
“So does she. Let’s keep that our secret, okay?”
Seth smirked. “Yeah.”
They started walking to the house. “Seth, I know this is all a mind fuck. She’s not a complicated person. She wants to feel safe, to trust, to feel secure. She gets that from me, and now from you, too. If she has that, she’s happy. The rest she doesn’t care about.”
“The pain.”
He shrugged. “That’s a coping mechanism. It’s a necessity. Some women need shoes. She needs whips.”
“I couldn’t have learned as much as I have without you. I never could have…after.” He stopped and turned to Kade. “I understand. If you’d left me a fucking note or something, I never could have done this.”
Kaden sadly smiled. “I know. Neither could she. I told you, I knew I had to make this happen. I had to show you. It was the only way. You can’t begin to explain shit like this and have it make any sense whatsoever.” He clapped Seth on the shoulder. “Now quit harshing my mellow, dude.”
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