She did as instructed, her heart soaring at the term of endearment and—looking him in the eyes—sank farther into surrender as he fastened his pants and she stood before him, naked.
"Brent intended we discuss a few things when we join them, but if you want more of this we can put that off. I'll plug you and you'll be submissive while we eat, and we can all talk later. If this has given you what you need then I'll give you a touch of pain and release you until dinner's over."
She sighed. “As good as this feels, not having to make decisions, belonging to you—we all need to talk. You'll take charge again later?"
"If you still want me to."
"Okay, then."
He nodded and reached between her legs, his fingers probing her folds, latching onto her clit, and squeezing. She trembled, gasping as the sensation blossomed from bliss to pain. She tried to step back but only pulled at the root, forcing her towards him again.
She looked up and froze as their eyes met, his expression intense.
"We will figure this out, pet. If you discover you're a switch, we'll make it work. I'll never submit to you, but I won't deny you the opportunity to Top others. Tell me what you want."
"I want to come! Please!"
"No."
He let go of her clit, slowly, a steadying hand on her arm. “Lick,” he said, raising his fingers to her mouth. “Get your juices off."
She did, noting the way his eyes followed her tongue, realized he was horny again, too. He pulled his hand back, ran it over her hair, down to the ponytail, gave it a small tug.
"Okay, scene's over. Do you want the robe, or would you rather wear loose clothes for dinner?"
"I've got yoga pants and a t-shirt."
Dana wondered why there was one upholstered dining room chair amongst the wooden kitchen chairs, but quickly recognized they'd wanted her sitting on a cushioned surface.
"Guys, I'm not that bad off."
Jacob looked up. “Have you seen your ass? I know Max said your back hurts worse, but damn, it would hurt me to see you sitting on hard wood."
Brent turned from the stove and looked at her appraisingly. “You look much better, more sure of yourself. I trust your talk went well?"
Her face heated as Zach said, “Yes, it seems so. What can I do to help with dinner?"
"We've got it under control.” He lifted the pot and poured it into a bowl while Jacob pulled bread from the oven and arranged it. They worked seamlessly, turning at the same time to walk to the table and place their bowls before sitting.
They'd thrown together an impressive meal of penne pasta with a creamy mushroom alfredo sauce and asiago bread on the side. She moaned when she took a bite, and Jacob chuckled. “Keep that up and I'm going to have a problem.” He shifted in his seat. “I've been told to behave until we've all talked everything through."
Brent gave him a pointed look. “And by mentioning you're turned on by her moans, you're not behaving. We'll deal with it later."
"I... crap. You're right. I'm sorry, Brent."
"Apology accepted, but you'll still answer for it later."
"Understood, Brent."
Brent held the look a few more seconds, making sure Jacob knew he was in trouble. She'd seen Brent with other submissives in the past, and she marveled at how he was just as strict, but his unconcealed affection illuminated every action, every word.
When Brent's eyes finally left Jacob's, he turned to Zach. “I apologize. I told him she was off limits, even for light flirting, until we'd discussed how you feel about her Topping him. It's clear Dana cares a great deal for you, and the fact you let her come here to figure things out, and then came to her side when she needed you..."
His gaze flicked to Dana and back to Zach. “You have my respect, and my support. I'm her friend, but she's changed since I knew her so well—still the same basic person, but she's been through the fire, so to speak. You know the new Dana better than I."
Zach reached for her hand. “While you were sleeping, Brent shared some things he felt I should know about your past. I'll tell you what I learned later if you like, but for now I want you to be aware we talked around thirty minutes before you woke.” He smiled. “Full disclosure goes both ways, right?"
Unsure of what could have been so enlightening, she said, “We need to discuss it later, so I know what he told you and can add my two cents. I think Brent is wondering if you're going to let me continue to Top Jacob, from time to time."
He nodded. “I need to consider the parameters, but if you're a switch we'll have to find a way to exercise your Domme side. I'd like to see the two of you in action, if everyone is amenable."