Once the cuffs were removed and Mr. Parker used a towel to clean me, I guided Addison into one of the aftercare rooms.
“Both of you on the bed,” he insisted as he grabbed another towel and moved to the small bathroom.
I helped Addison onto the bed, unable to look away. She was still smiling, her skin glowing.
“Did you enjoy that, little rebel?” Mr. Parker asked when he returned.
“Very much…Mr. Parker.”
And it appeared we were back to some semblance of normal if he was using his preferred pet name and she his honorific. For me personally, the endorphins made it easy to want to forgive her, but something deep within me knew I couldn’t until she apologized. Until then, I would enjoy the time we had together, but I refused to anticipate more.
Mr. Parker motioned for me to join Addison on the bed and I couldn’t find it in me to argue. He used the wet towel to clean me properly, his hands roaming over me as he did.
My cock came to life once again, desperate for anything he would offer.
Glancing over, I noticed Addison was watching every move he made until he disappeared into the bathroom once more. When he returned, I could tell he had plans for me. However, his attention went to Addison first.
“Would you care to watch while my pup takes care of me?”
“If that pleases you, Mr. Parker,” she said, her voice a mere breathless whisper.
He turned to face her more fully. “What would please me would be for you to participate. However, it seems you’re opposed to doing so unless it’s a good time for you.”
My eyes widened as his words registered. He was addressing the issue right here and now.
Mr. Parker met my gaze and I could tell he was assessing me to ensure I was all right. There’d been a time or two when I had needed additional time to come down from the high he provided. Now wasn’t that time, but only because I knew that this moment was going to change everything for us.
“I’m beginning to question your desire to submit,” he continued, addressing her directly. “Do you wish to dominate, Miss Hayes?”
“No, Mr. Parker. Not at all.”
“Care to explain what took place between you and my pup?”
She looked shameful when she spoke, but her eyes moved to my face. “Mr. Snowden, I apologize for my actions. I deeply regret the things I said and the way I reacted. It was inappropriate and unfair to you. I was upset, but that didn’t give me any right to take it out on you.”
Honestly, an apology was all I’d been waiting for. “I accept your apology, precious.”
A tear dripped from Addison’s eye and I reached up and wiped it away. “No crying. It’s over and done. We’ll discuss this more later.”
She nodded.
I glanced over at Mr. Parker.
“On your knees, pup.” He pointed toward the floor at his feet as he worked his cock free from his leathers.
Without a single thought, I climbed off the bed and eased down onto my knees before him. His eyes darted between my face and the woman lying on the bed behind me.
“It’s not my place to punish you for a transgression against Ben,” he explained. “However, since he is my submissive for the evening, I’m choosing for him. Put your hands on his shoulders while he takes my cock in his mouth.”
I heard the rustle of the sheet and then her small, cool hands were on my shoulders, her fingertips gently digging into the muscles.
“Open your mouth,” Mr. Parker commanded, his eyes back on me.
I did.
He pressed his cock in, gliding the glistening tip over my tongue. The need to pleasure him was great, but I managed to hold myself back.
With his cock pressed against my tongue, he placed his other hand on my head and pulled me closer. “I’m going to fuck your throat.”
And he proceeded to do just that.
Forty-One
ADDISON
AFTER WE LEFT THE CLUB last night, the three of us went home, but much to my dismay, they stopped at my apartment door, said a quick good-night, then waited for me to go inside. Not wanting to argue, I did as they bid but found sleep not quite so forthcoming. I finally drifted off around three and woke up at noon. Apparently, I was tired.
And for most of the afternoon, I spent my time walking around in a daze. I didn’t go anywhere, didn’t do anything other than read books on my Kindle, and sadly enough, I didn’t hear from Mr. Snowden or Mr. Parker. I held out hope, but I was fairly certain Mr. Snowden was still upset with me after what I did, even though he said he forgave me. I couldn’t blame him. To be fair, I’d been an asshole.
My mind drifted to last night’s scene.
