‘I’ll show you,’ I said. ‘Lesson one, show them you mean it.’
Jake’s eyebrow quirked up. ‘Now?’
I didn’t respond to his question.
‘Get on your knees.’ I kept my voice light, verging on manly banter.
Jake shook his head. ‘I’m not going to do that.’
Stepping closer, I entered his space, flexing my arms as I crossed them.
Dropping my voice lower, I added an edge that told him I meant it.
‘Get on your knees, Jake.’ I watched his expression as I practically spat his name at him. The signs were subtle. The dilation of his pupils. His tongue darting over his lower lip. A glance toward the windows to make sure no-one was watching.
‘I don’t want to.’ The tremble in his voice told me he was lying.
Moving quickly, I thrust my hand into the back of his hair, tightening it until he winced before pulling him to his feet, his lips but an inch from mine. ‘You come asking for help, but you can’t even follow a simple direction. I will expect obedience. For you to dominate her, you need to know how this feels, and I’m sure as hell not going to be the one kneeling. So get on your fucking knees.’
His face showed the war raging inside him. The urge to push me off fighting with the urge to learn. Not to mention his pulse quickening against my arm and the sharpness of his breath.
Seconds lengthened as I waited for him to cave.
Pleasure surged through me when he buckled, sinking to his knees in front of me. His sweet face was a picture of shame, but beneath it lay the desire he didn’t allow himself to explore. I relaxed my hand on his hair, and brought it round to tip his face upward.
‘Good. I can teach you, Jake, but for you to learn I’ll need to show you. Just the two of us, at first, but later with Sarah, too.’
It was a low blow, but seeing him on his knees sent a seed of guilt into me. Knowing how much he adored Sarah, I offered him the easy out. The perfect excuse to stand up and walk away from it all.
Jake’s throat bobbed as he swallowed, his eyes closing for a number of heartbeats. When they opened, I saw the steely determination that so often led our team to victory.
‘I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her.’
Good. That’s exactly what I’m counting on.And I’ll do whatever it takes to have you. Even if it means hate-screwing your girl to show you what she really needs.
Crouching lower, I stared into those sea-blue eyes, searching them.
‘There’s a good boy,’ I said, sliding my finger out from under his chin and watching as he flushed beetroot. My, my, my. That certainly hit somewhere deep.
Albeit not nearly as deep inside of him as I intended to go. I’d mark every inch of him as mine.
‘No telling Sarah,’ I said, standing back just enough to spy the thickening in his pants with glee. ‘Not until I have you ready.’
Jake nodded, eyes fixed anywhere but on me.
‘Then we start tomorrow, when Sarah goes to her yoga class. My room.’
I left him on the damp tiles as I walked to the door, before turning back and nearly keeling over at the perfect sight of him still knelt there.
Right where he belonged.
‘Don’t be late.’
SEVEN
SARAH
‘You don’t have to stay with him,’ Melanie said between bites of chicken sushi.
