by it. But I trusted both of them, and I really did think this was more comparable to the relationship we’d had with my Domme friend back in our early years. That hadn’t been sex or romance, just the intimacy that came with the sheer volume of trust necessary to safely, sanely, and consensually engage in the scenes we’d done. I’d trusted both of them enough to go deep into subspace. Will had trusted her to carefully train him to do the kinds of pain and bondage I needed. She’d trusted him not to hurt me and both of us not to out her as a Domme or a lesbian to our mutual friends. Some closeness had been inevitable.
And that closeness had been inevitable with Kelly, too. He wasn’t a threat or an interloper. He was exactly the person we’d needed, and he respected our boundaries as much as we did his. Being this close to him was a feature, not a bug.
I broke the kiss and met my Dom’s gaze. “So, between working on his house and rocking his world, did you leave any for me?”
Will grinned, sliding his hands down over my ass. “Baby, I’ve always got plenty left for you.”
And oh my God, he was not lying.
Twenty-Six
Kelly
“Ahh.” I stretched out on the mattress, sated and happy. “I swear, you guys have the most comfortable bed ever.”
Aaron laughed as he eased himself down on his side. “I see how it is—you’re just using us for our bed.”
“Uh, no.” I shot him a pointed look. “I’m using you for the bed and the kinky sex.”
“Right. I forgot.” Our eyes met and we both laughed.
For a while, we just cuddled on top of the rumpled blankets. Will was out tonight for a student exhibition at the university, so Aaron and I had spent the last half hour or so lazily fooling around. We didn’t get into much kink when it was just the two of us—it wasn’t as fun without the Dom—but we could certainly get up to plenty on our own. Jacking each other off in the shower was about as vanilla as we could get, and I didn’t complain at all.
As we lay there enjoying the afterglow, the conversation wandered toward men we’d played with in the past. I told him about the Dom who’d taught me how to swing a single tail and maximize pain from nipple clamps. He told me about the time he’d been at a play party in Chicago and run into one of his professors from law school.
“Everyone knows confidentiality is super important at places like that, but she still pulled me aside and said don’t breathe a word of it to anyone.” He snorted. “Like I’d tell anyone, but I got why she was concerned.”
“No kidding. I went to some clubs in LA, and I met a few people there who I’d seen at the hospital where I’d done my rotations.”
“Really?”
“Oh yeah. In fact, I knew an anesthesiologist once who turned out to be a hardcore sadist.”
Aaron’s eyes widened. “Is that right?”
I nodded. “When he was with a patient, he made absolutely sure they didn’t feel a thing. He was good at what he did. Like, he’s the guy who taught other anesthesiologists how to be awesome at what they did. But when he was with a submissive who liked pain?” I whistled. “Dude had pain relief down to a science, and pain infliction down to an art form.”
“Wow.” Aaron squirmed. “He was probably into needle play, wasn’t he?”
“He might’ve been. Ugh. No, thank you.” We both shuddered. The conversation started sliding into a lull, and after a moment, I said, “Can I ask about something? About you and Will?”
Aaron shrugged and turned on his side. Propping himself up on his elbow, he said, “Sure.”
“You guys are into sharing. And you’re obviously okay with him dominating other subs. But it’s okay for you that he won’t let you submit to another Dom?”
“It’s not that he won’t let me. In fact, he’s told me time and again that if I want to play with another Dom, that’s totally fine with him.”
“But…?”
Aaron sighed. “But he really, really doesn’t enjoy it. He’s not possessive or territorial, but it makes him feel out of control. Not… Not like he can’t control me, but like he can’t control what happens to me.”
“So he’s afraid another Dom might hurt you?”
“Yeah. But he knuckled through it a few times because he wanted things to be fair. It didn’t seem