“Is that so?” Rhea mused, flicking her eyes down to my dick and over to Goldie. “Should we press on it? Play around with it and see what happens?”
“No,” I groaned as something akin to excitement and desperate need twisted in my gut. “No, we shouldn’t do that at all.”
Rhea’s grin deepened as she seductively lowered her chest to the bed between my spread thighs, keeping her plump ass up in the air. “Oh, why not?”
“Because this was supposed to be about you,” I said through clenched teeth as Goldie started laying hot, wet kisses against my neck. “It was supposed to help you unwind.”
“Oh, I’m unwinding,” Rhea countered with a dirty dare in her eyes. “In fact, this is all working so perfectly, I feel like I want more. I need more. Desperately.” Dammit, I was already sucked into her trap before I even realized she was laying one. Her voice changed tones and her eyes widened, giving a doe-eyed look to her perfect face. “Will you give me what I need, Tanner?” She licked her lips, dropping her eyes to my cock that bobbed in need before bringing her stare back up to me. “Please?”
“Oh damn,” Goldie giggled, biting my ear. “She said please.”
“I’m begging you, Tanner.” Rhea went even further, softening her voice to give the air of submission to it, pushing that button Goldie brushed against unknowingly.
To be fair, I hadn’t played around with that dominant need in me before. None of my exes were big on it past the initial fun they had pretending. But no one really called to it authentically.
Not like Goldie did.
And not like Rhea was trying to.
“Careful,” I said evenly, my voice thick with restraint, and Goldie’s lips froze on my neck as Rhea’s eyes burned brighter with the power exchange between us.
“Or what?” Rhea challenged, and I saw her own cocky personality fighting for control behind her lust-crazed eyes. She wanted to give in and taste submission, but she had no idea how to actually do it when she was thinking about it.
I’d seen Goldie bend Rhea’s headstrong personality to her will many times, but it was always through tender love and steadfast desire. Rhea gave in to Goldie’s urging to let me fuck her the first time because she trusted Goldie’s sweet, tender nature.
This was different, though.
She wasn’t asking for sweet or tender.
And I didn’t know if I wanted to go in the other direction with her.
I had spanked Goldie after our date night, and I led the two of them in relationship ways that didn’t involve sex, but this wasn’t that.
“Or you’ll find yourself at my mercy. Completely. Where your smart mouth and cocky personality won’t do you any good. And we both know you’ll fight it, out of pure human nature.” I sat up and wrapped my hand around the front of her neck, pulling her up until my lips brushed hers, holding her there, showing her a taste of it. “And that will only make my cock even harder.”
Her breath rushed through her lips, filling her lungs with excitement and fear.
“Do it.” She challenged, swiping her tongue across my lips. “Bend me to your will until I can’t think of anything else but what is happening right here. Right now.”
Goldie rose to her knees next to us, watching the power shift dynamic with silent wonder written on her face. She was nearly vibrating with excitement from the idea of Rhea submitting to me. Or maybe it was from getting to see me completely dominate our girl. I didn’t know.
Either way. My cock was so hard, and my hands ached to push Rhea into a pleasure-filled headspace where she could forget everything else that happened today.
“Goldie.” I said evenly, still against Rhea’s lips. “Get me something to tie your girlfriend's legs open with.”
Rhea was mine, as much as she was Goldie’s now, but the power trip it gave me to call her Goldie’s knowing full well I was about to fuck her senseless, made my inner Dom swell and stretch like he was enjoying the vibe.
“I know just the thing.” Goldie bit her bottom lip and scurried off the bed to her chest of toys over by the window, throwing open the lid and staring down into it with giddy glee on her face, fingers tapping together in front of her.
Rhea dug her fingers into my arm, drawing my attention back to her, and I focused on the clear color of her green eyes as she stared right back at me. “I want this.” She said firmly. “But I don’t know how to?—”
“Trust me?” I answered for her, knowing that was the problem in the end. Rhea had trust issues, and giving up her control at all, let alone in a bed, was a big ask. So, I didn’t take it personally because she thought it was going to be hard. But I knew better. “That’s all you have to do, Hotshot. Just trust me to take care of you.”
She smiled, the dimple in her cheek growing before she rolled her eyes sarcastically. “Do you expect me to call you Daddy while I do it?”
Moving quickly so her trained instincts wouldn’t see it coming, I pulled her up by her throat and rolled so she landed on her stomach atop the blankets, my big body landing on top of hers, pinning her down.
“I don’t want to be your Daddy, Rhea.” I pushed my knee between hers, spreading her thighs until I felt the wet proof of her arousal against my thigh and rocked into her, making her moan. “But you can call me Sir if it makes it hotter for you to give yourself over to me.” I pressed my knee higher, rubbing against her clit, and her thighs spread further, giving me better access as I grabbed a handful of her long, lush dark hair, tilting her head tothe side. “Either way, you will give yourself over to me. We both know it’s what you want.”