And of all the words he had spoken to me over the years, that was the single greatest thing I had ever heard.
“And I love you both, too,” Addison whispered. “I’m sorry that I’ve caused so much trouble, but—”
I turned and placed my hand over her mouth. “Don’t go there. Nothing you’ve done has caused this. Everything that happened was meant to happen. We were supposed to get to this place right here. That’s the way the universe works. Our paths are mapped out for us and we follow it until we get right where we belong.”
She was crying harder now and I pulled her into my chest, peering over at Mr. Parker. He was still naked, still cuffed to the bars, and not once had he tried to pull away. He had willingly accepted his punishment, handing over not only his trust but his vulnerabilities. That in itself was proof of his love.
When Addison pulled back and wiped her eyes, there was a small smile on her face. “So what do we do now?”
“Well, first,” Mr. Parker said, his tone harder than before, “you get me down from here.”
I knew that was coming.
“As long as you promise not to punish us for this,” I said, releasing Addison and moving over to him.
“Oh, I won’t punish you. However, I do intend to give you exactly what you deserve.”
Knowing I would merely be testing his patience if I left him there, I decided he’d paid his dues. After releasing him from the cuffs, I stood my ground as he dropped his arms and took a step closer to me. When he reached around and cupped my head, jerking me to him, I went willingly. His mouth crushed to mine and the man kissed me in a way I wasn’t sure he had ever kissed me. I could still taste his control and all those vulnerabilities I’d grown accustomed to over the years, but I tasted something else, too.
Love.
It was all there.
Mr. Parker finally released me, then took one step back.
“While I have a chat with our submissive,” he told me, “I want you to go into my bedroom, strip off your clothes, pull the blankets off the bed, then lie down on your back.” His eyes dropped down to my cock. “Do not touch yourself.”
“Yes, Mr. Parker.”
And just like that, my Dom was back, stronger and more powerful than ever.
And I welcomed him.
Forty-Seven
ADDISON
WHEN I WOKE UP THIS morning, I never would’ve thought that I would be sitting on a desk in front of a jail cell while Mr. Parker stood naked before me. Yet here I was, fighting back tears while one of the sexiest men alive was less than two feet away.
And then he was closer.
Once Mr. Snowden left the room, Mr. Parker came over and stepped between my legs, his hands casually resting on my thighs, his fingers lightly rubbing my skin.
I stared up into his eyes, trying to read whatever thoughts were plaguing his mind. My tears had finally stopped of their own accord. I certainly hadn’t tried to hold them back. It would’ve been pointless. As soon as Mr. Snowden mentioned words like trust and vulnerable, and especially the L word, I’d been a goner.
“I do owe you an apology,” Mr. Parker said softly, lifting his hand and cupping my cheek. “That day when you came into my office and I had my way with you on my desk… No, maybe it was even before that. I don’t know. But that day, I realized that this thing between us wasn’t going to be casual. There was no way I could even consider letting you go. I was scared because I didn’t anticipate it happening. So, I put some distance between us. That move snowballed into something else and…well…”
I swallowed hard, willing the tears back. There was no reason to cry, even if it was merely all my happiness trying to break free.
I reached up and cupped his face and smiled. “I accept your apology. And I love you, Mr. Parker. I want you to know that, no matter what, you will always have my love and my submission because I offer it up to you freely.”
“I love you, too, little rebel. But you have to know that it’s not easy for me. If there’s ever a time when you wonder how I feel, just smack me over the head and insist I tell you.” His smile was sweet.
My heart turned over.
“But,” he said on a rough exhale, “now that we’ve all bared our souls, it’s time for me to give my two sneaky submissives exactly what they deserve.”
“And what might that be?” I asked, hope consuming me.
“Although I do love this outfit, I want you to strip and go into my bedroom. My pup should be laid out on the bed. I want you to spend the next fifteen minutes pleasuring him with your mouth any way that you see fit. And when I tell you time’s up, I want you to crawl over him, sink down on his cock, and wait for me to join you.”
