“No, and that’s why I don’t get pissed. Maura hardly ever asks anyone to do anything for her, so she needed some downtime.”
“You think she’s changed her mind.” Rory said as he followed Zeke to the Jeep.
“No. She hasn’t. Maura is kind of a loner. She has a few very close friends. Everyone else she could take or leave. When she’s surrounded by a lot of people it overwhelms her brain sometimes. She’ll regroup and then…watch out. I have a feeling for once, Rory McAllister, you’re about to get your fingers burned.”
Rory laughed as he climbed into the passenger seat. “Good. There are a few things I would like to get…especially whipped cream.”
Chapter Seven
Maura leaned back under the showerhead and sighed. She always liked to have a shower right after she landed. Sure, she had one on the plane, but she needed to relax now. It was hard to really loosen up wondering what was in store for her. Rory had already shown hints of his inner Dom and she would be lying if she didn’t admit to being intrigued. Just thinking about what he would be like once he fully unleashed it sent heat racing over her nerve endings.
With a sigh, Maura turned off the water. She had been in the shower so long, the glass had fogged up and she couldn’t see out. She opened the door just enough to slip her hand out to grab the towel she had put there and found the hook empty. Frowning, she eased the door open not wanting to let too much of the cooler air into the stall. That’s when she saw Rory standing a few feet away, her towel hanging from his fingertips. Zeke was sitting on the counter smiling at her.
“You took your shower without us,” Rory said, obviously not happy with the situation.
She looked at Zeke. He said nothing, but there was a sparkle in his eyes.
“I’m talking to you now, Maura, don’t look at Zee.”
She turned her attention back to Rory. His tone was no longer one of the playful lover. This was the Dom out in full force.
“I didn’t know you wanted to take one with me.”
“When it comes to you being naked, I want to know about it.” Rory said.
She glanced at Zeke and he was no longer smiling. He was watching them. His avid interest had her responding. A shiver of need slipped through her, heating her blood. So, the D/s was about to start. She had been with a Dom before, but…this was different. The other had been more about exploring her desires and it had been all professionally handled in a club. This was more familiar.
“Step out,” Rory said, holding his hand out. She did as he ordered but she was surprised when he threw the towel at Zeke. He caught it easily and came forward to dry her off.
“Now that we are starting this,” Rory said moving back to lean against the counter. “I need to know your safe word. Zeke said you’d played before, so I’m sure that you know what that means.”
She nodded. “Bulldogs.”
“Good.”
Zeke started to dry her off but he was taking his time. With each soft stroke of towel, he was teasing her. She looked down at him.
“Look at me,” Rory snapped. She gave him a disgruntled look. “You don’t want to play by my rules, we can call this off.”
Just as he said it, Zeke moved the towel up her leg just barely brushing her pussy. The small touch had her knees going weak. Maura was embarrassed to admit that she was already growing damp. The combination of the two men was already driving her crazy and they had barely started.
“Now,” Rory said as he walked toward her. “I have a little fun planned this afternoon.”
Zeke moved behind her and started to slip the towel up her legs. Sinful pleasure spread through her as he continued to dry her skin. He moved up to her ass, cupping both cheeks through the towel and squeezing.
“You liked watching Zee and me, didn’t you?” Rory asked.
More than she could ever express in words. “Yes.”
“I know you’ve played a bit on D/s, but I want to leave some of the…rougher stuff until we do a few sessions. Is that all right with you?”
She nodded. He smiled and kissed her. It wasn’t that sensual, but his lips felt cool against hers. She understood it was a reward for following his instructions. He pulled back.
“Then, let’s get started.”
She turned to grab up her clothes, but he laughed.
Zeke smiled as he tossed the towel on the floor. “You aren’t going to need them, love.”
He bent at the waist and picked her up to carry her into the room. The windows were open but they were in a private area so she didn’t have to worry about that. She wanted to play in public, but she didn’t want to get arrested.