right. I was fucking up earlier.”
“Nothing you can’t make right if you want to.”
His eyes gleam with arrogant amusement. “I know.” Gaeton grabs my arm, holding me in place. “After we’re done here…”
“Yeah?”
He strokes his hand down my chest and grips my cock through my jeans. Gaeton curses softly. “After we’re done with Isabelle’s fantasy, why don’t we try yours on for size?”
The storage room suddenly seems significantly smaller. I look up at him, my heart beating harder than it has right to. “We don’t have to do that.”
“It has nothing to do with having to do something, and everything with wanting to do it.” He leans down and licks my bottom lip. “Maybe Isabelle isn’t the only one with a little bit of a shame kink. Maybe I don’t want to wait for later, at least for this.” He exhales slowly and reaches for the button of my jeans. I hold perfectly still as he unzips me and draws my cock out. “And maybe you weren’t the only one that day who thought about what it would be like with three of us in bed together.”
I have to fight not to hold my breath as he strokes me with his rough hand. I thought I’d have to slow play things more to bring Gaeton around, but it feels like we’ve all tipped over the edge and are barreling to the only conclusion that makes sense. I let Gaeton guide my back to the wall and watch him sink to his knees. The truth bursts out of me without my having any intention of speaking. “It pissed me off so fucking much to watch you suck Hook’s cock. To know that he had your ass whenever he wanted it.”
Gaeton grins in the near-darkness. “Jealous.”
“Fuck yeah. And furious about it.” I sift my fingers through his hair. “We do this, and there’s no going back. Your mouth is mine. Your ass is mine. You are mine, just like she is.”
“Or maybe that’s not what it means. Maybe it means I just want to suck you off right now.” Gaeton licks the head of my cock.
Frustration nips at me, but I shove it down deep. We’ll get there. He’s already made his decision, for all that he’s playing the denial game right now. I tug on his hair just hard enough to hurt. “Then stop fucking around and suck my cock, Gaeton. We have two pretty subs waiting for their punishment out there.”
“They can wait.”
He sucks me down and I can’t stop myself from cursing at how good it feels. It’s more than his mouth around my cock. It’s what this portends. Gaeton is mine. And I’m his, which he’ll acknowledge when he finally comes to terms with this. I give him a full fifteen seconds of playing with me before I take control, tightening my grip and choosing my rhythm. His big hands shift to my hips, holding me lightly as I fuck his mouth. The look on his face. Fuck. He’s blissed out, in heaven as I shove my cock down his throat.
I love this big-hearted asshole. I’m never fucking letting him go. Not now. Not ever.
I don’t try to hold out. I simply take what I need and let my orgasm roll through me. Gaeton drinks me down with a happy growl and gives my cock a few extra pulls before he moves back. “That was one hell of an appetizer.”
I huff out a laugh. “You’re as much of a brat as she is.”
“Guilty.” He tucks my cock away and does up my jeans. “You like it.”
“Yeah, I do.” I pull him to his feet and kiss him again. It’s tempting to stay here a little longer, to keep overriding his fears about what the future brings. We have the rest of the night, and several fantasies to play out, though. I slowly pull away. “Think Isabelle is coming all over Aurora again?”
“Suppose we’ll see.”
I give another laugh and slide past him to open the door. I’m honestly a little surprised to find the women kneeling in identical positions in front of the door, the very picture of obedient submissives. “I should have taken that bet,” I murmur.
“Yep.” He strides around the bar to stand over them. “Up, little sluts. We still have your punishment to deliver.”
I hang back a little as he leads them out of the door and down the hall toward the public playroom. It’s quite the sight, Gaeton striding strong and tall in front, a