Penance (Devout Trilogy #3) - Lesli Richardson Page 0,9

his leash whenever she wants.

God, I hate my fucking life.

And I hate my fucking wife.

Chapter Three

Now

I follow Daniel across the room to while Liam’s eye-fucking both of us. Tonight’s not a formal occasion, but all three of us are in good suits, not daily wear.

Daniel and Liam look damned hawwt.

Liam always did, even back in college. My eyes meet his and I think about the day in college when I took him to be fitted for his first custom-tailored suits.

It’s a memory I cherish and have revisited countless times over the years. To this day, I can’t get fitted for a suit without thinking about that Sunday afternoon in the upscale tailor’s shop. The way Daniel tried to protest about the expense, but what he didn’t know was that I had orders from my father to buy myself a couple of suits.

Dad didn’t need to know the suits I bought weren’t for me. All he cared about was the charge on the credit card showing I obeyed him.

I remember watching Liam in the mirror as he was measured, and then when we picked them up and he put them on…

My cock twitches when I think about wrapping my arms around him from behind and staring at him in the mirror.

I still see that boy in the mirror when I look into Liam’s eyes. I see the boy who was my Master then, and still is, although he’s certainly grown more into the role over the years. I remember the boy who I enjoyed buying things for, because it was the one way I could show him my love when I was too scared to be openly out with him in the city.

I could give Liam tangible things, because I knew that, one day, I’d have to leave, even though I didn’t want to. I wanted to give him as much as he could. I honestly didn’t give a shit about my father’s money—it was my fear of what my father might do to me, or to Liam, that held me hostage.

And still does, in some ways. But I’m working toward freeing myself.

I mentally shake myself back to the present. Tonight, Daniel and Liam are both wearing black jackets fitted to perfection and matching royal blue bowties.

“Let’s go find somewhere a little quieter,” Daniel says, leading us both out of the ballroom. I realize we’re heading through the clubhouse complex and toward the men’s locker room, which is deserted this time of night. When Liam hangs back with a smirk, I realize he’s the lookout.

Daniel doesn’t say a word as he leads me into the bathroom then silently commands me to wait there with an upraised hand. He quickly checks the rest of the locker room to make sure we’re alone before returning and grabbing my tie to lead me into the wheelchair accessible stall, locking us in.

He pushes me against the wall and kisses me while he unfastens my slacks. “Good boy,” he whispers against my mouth. Then he grabs my cock and strokes, drawing my erection to full length almost immediately.

He has no trouble getting me hard. Neither of them do.

“I saw you introducing Olivia to Elsbeth. Whatever you said to Elsbeth, she certainly warmed up to Olivia quickly.”

“I said what you told me to, Sir. About being friends of The Fellowship.”

“Excellent.” I can barely process anything because of how he’s toying with my cock. “Work Tuesday’s afternoon prayer meeting into your schedule. Stan Jergens will be there, but I’ve heard he’s bringing someone with him. They’ll probably make a serious run at you again with Olivia now in Elsbeth’s prayer group. Remember, we don’t tell Liam any of this.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“You earned a reward, baby.” He drops to his knees and takes me into his mouth. I can barely breathe from the exquisite pleasure of his hot mouth engulfing me. “Give it to me, boy,” he whispers, and that’s the last conscious thought I have for a few minutes.

I rest my hands on his head but I don’t take control. This is all his show, and he knows how to suck a cock. He tongues the slit and deep-throats me, just to swirl his tongue around the head again and have me nearly frantic for relief.

I’m not allowed to jerk off without permission and I’m their good boy. Sometimes, late at night, if it’s been a week or more since we were able to get together, Daniel will call me on the phone and talk me through masturbating, making