For lack of a better explanation, I had claimed her.
And I wasn’t sorry, either.
Nor was I sorry that I had deliberately lied to Mr. Parker when he had called on Wednesday to ask me how things went at the club.
I had lied to him.
Out-and-out fucking lied.
And he now knew it, but still he hadn’t bothered to confront me.
For the first time in the nine years we’d been together, I didn’t feel an ounce of remorse for how I’d handled the situation. Turnabout was fair play and all that bullshit.
*
Rather than go to my apartment, I went to Addison’s instead. The door was locked, but I had a key, so I let myself in. From the kitchen, I heard the sound of the shower running, so I ventured that direction.
“Precious?” I called out, not wanting to scare her.
“In here,” she answered, her voice echoing off the tiled walls.
I stepped into the bathroom to see her entire body covered in soap as she lathered herself with that puff thing I had bought for her. Without thinking, I started to undress, needing this woman to take my mind off everything else that was going on.
Before I got to the shower, she pushed open the door and stepped back so I could join her.
“Are you okay?” she asked, her blue eyes full of concern. “Was there a problem at dinner?”
I had yet to tell her that Mr. Parker had pretty much abandoned us because of his emotional issues. I got the feeling she knew that, even without me saying it, but we hadn’t yet discussed it.
I didn’t care to talk about it now, either.
“Dinner was fine.” I crowded her against the wall. “I just need you right now.”
“Well, I’m right here, Mr. Snowden,” she said in that impish way of hers.
Slowly, I let my hands travel over her warm, smooth skin while I licked my way into her mouth. I swallowed her soft sighs, tangling myself up with her, trying to get as close as possible. Addison responded enthusiastically, her arms wreathing my neck, her leg curling around mine while our tongues explored.
This woman did it for me in so many ways. The way she always welcomed me, showing me just how much she wanted me. There was a difference between her and Mr. Parker, other than the obvious. Addison didn’t have any problems letting her emotions get involved. Granted, I knew she was still battling them the same way that we were, trying to wrap her head around this thing we’d all stumbled into. Unlike Mr. Parker, Addison wasn’t trying to deny it, pretending that it didn’t exist. She embraced it—us—and I needed that more than I needed anything else.
My lips trailed over her cheek, her jaw, then down the silky column of her neck. I nipped her shoulder and her fingernails dug into my arms. Unable to resist tasting more of her, I worked my way down her body, sucking her nipples, nipping the undersides of her breasts before going to my knees and settling my mouth on her sweet pussy.
Addison wasn’t shy about getting what she wanted. Her left leg found its way over my shoulder and she used the tiled wall for support while I explored her with my tongue, flicking her clit, fucking into her while she moaned and held on to me for balance.
“Mr. Snowden,” she cried out. “Please let me come. I want to come in your mouth. Oh, God!”
I growled my approval but didn’t stop tormenting her, focusing all my efforts on her clit as her legs began to tremble. Pushing two fingers inside her, I sucked her clit between my lips and sent her soaring over the edge. She screamed my name, digging her nails into my shoulders, and I held on to her.
When she finally came back down, I pressed my forehead to her belly and stayed right there. Her smooth hands caressed my head, my neck. I closed my eyes as the warm water cascaded over us both. It took effort, but I pushed everything else out of my mind and found the strength to be exactly the man she needed.
Pushing to my feet, I kissed her hard, twining my fingers in her hair. She moaned into my mouth, her body pressing against me, trying to get closer. I used my firm grip on her hair to hold her back, to keep those scant few inches between us. Finally, I broke the kiss and stared down at her.
“On your knees, precious,” I ordered.
Just as I expected, Addison’s eyes flared and her mouth opened. There was a glimmer of heat that reflected back at me and I knew this was what she’d been hoping for. Addison needed my dominance and I needed to give it to her.
Her hands slid down my torso as she went to her knees before me. When I turned to press my back against the wall, movement caught my eye and I looked out the glass door to see Mr. Parker standing there. I tore my gaze off him, ignoring his presence. This wasn’t about him.
“Take me in your mouth,” I ordered Addison, gripping her hair tightly. “I want you to take every inch.”
“My pleasure, Mr. Snowden,” she rasped as her lips opened and she fondled the head of my cock with her tongue.
I didn’t look away, refusing to acknowledge Mr. Parker.
“Ah, yes, precious girl. Suck me.”
Addison laved me with her lips and tongue, licking her way up and down my shaft, teasing the sensitive vein and working lower.
“Take my balls in your mouth,” I ordered.
She did, stroking them with her soft tongue.
It was then that I knew I was going to make this last as long as I could.
After all, it was only fair.
Thirty-Seven
ADDISON
WHILE I KNELT ON THE shower floor, stroking Mr. Snowden’s cock with my tongue, I could feel Mr. Parker’s presence behind me. I’d seen him walk in and I knew Mr. Snowden had noticed him, as well. But for some reason, Mr. Snowden was pretending otherwise.
Since this was my time with him, I was following his lead, allowing him to dominate me the way he wanted, the way that I needed.
I wasn’t sure what was going on with Mr. Parker, but whatever it was had affected Mr. Snowden on a level I didn’t quite understand.
“Open your mouth,” he ordered. “I’m going to fuck your throat.”
I wasn’t sure I was capable of taking that much of him, but I wanted to please him, so I obeyed.
Mr. Snowden’s hands locked in my hair and he held my head as he brushed the wide head of his cock against my tongue. As he pushed in, our eyes locked and I willed him to see my obedience, my desperate need to please him. As his submissive, I wanted to give him everything.
“Oh, sweet girl,” he groaned as he pulled back, then pushed back in. “I’ve dreamed about this. About seeing you on your knees, my cock deep in your throat.”
I focused on breathing through my nose as his cock pushed in deep enough to make my jaw ache. He was so big, but I tried to relax.
“Take more of me.” His voice was deep, his eyes intense, the grip on my hair growing tighter.
And it turned me on like nothing else to watch as he took his pleasure from me.
He pulled back, pushed in. Over and over, he gave me a few seconds to breathe before he pushed in deep once more. I placed my hands on his muscled thighs, wanting to touch him.
“That’s it, precious. Fuck. Swallow.” He growled. “Fucking swallow my dick.”
Yeah, I was almost certain he was going to make me come from his words alone.
It wasn’t easy, but when I felt the head of his cock brushing the back of my throat, I swallowed. I sucked air in through my nose as he pulled back. I fought the urge to gag.
Rather than push in again, Mr. Snowden released one hand from my hair and helped me to my feet, the other remaining tightly wound, the sharp pain sending shards of pleasure through my system. He spun me around and I planted my hands on the glass wall.
It was then that I made eye contact with Mr. Parker.
He watched as Mr. Snowden impaled me on his cock. I cried out as he filled me. The pain only lasted a moment because my body was primed and ready for him. He inched in deeper, his hips rocking as he fucked me. One arm banded around my waist, the other still in my hair. He
nipped my ear with his teeth and I moaned.
He wasn’t gentle, which was unusual for him. He tugged on my hair, his fingers digging into my flesh. It ratcheted up my arousal tenfold.
“You feel so good, precious,” he growled. “Your sweet cunt milking my dick. I want to stay just like this for the rest of my life.”
His words had my heart swelling, that impossible feeling of love threatening to choke me. Tears filled my eyes, but the water masked them. There was no doubt I had fallen in love with both of these men without even meaning to. I wanted everything they were willing to give me.
Unfortunately, I knew that what I wanted and what I was going to get were two different things.
There was no way this would work if they were playing me against each other. It wasn’t fair, but I couldn’t fight it. I needed them, needed this.
“Addison,” Mr. Snowden groaned as he bit into my shoulder. “Come for me, precious. Come while I fill you.”
His words combined with the delicious friction of his cock against all those greedy nerve endings had my orgasm igniting, shattering my senses. I screamed his name as I came, my eyes closing, blocking out the man who was still there watching us.
I had no idea what tomorrow would bring, but I had a very bad feeling this was the beginning of the end.
*
The next morning, I woke up to find Mr. Snowden gone from my apartment. He had stayed with me last night and I had curled up against him, savoring the time we had together and doing my best not to think about what was going to happen when the two of them finally decided to confront the issue.
I went through my regular routine, happy to see that Mr. Snowden had once again selected my outfit for the day. I’d grown used to that, content in the fact that it was a decision I didn’t have to make. Having someone to depend on for those little things meant more than I could’ve imagined. I hated the thought of not having that anymore.
While I tried not to be pessimistic, I knew that something was going to have to give. Whatever was going on between them obviously wasn’t new. I didn’t think it was solely related to me. Otherwise, they would’ve addressed it with me.
Still, I was worried about them both and I knew at some point I would have to get this off my chest.
Which was the reason I’d sought Luci out right before one to see if she would be willing to go to lunch with me alone. Generally, Jordan went with us—and I knew Dale would be in the future—but while I liked him immensely, I really wanted Luci’s opinion. She was the only one who truly knew what I was going through. Her relationship might be structured differently, but she still had two Doms. I couldn’t imagine that it was all that different in many respects.
“Of course,” she said, her eyes traveling over my face. I knew she was trying to read my mind.
I forced a smile. “I’m ready when you are.”
She got up and grabbed her purse, then stopped by Landon’s door. I assumed she was telling him she was leaving.
A few minutes later, we were stepping off the elevator on the main floor and heading into the sandwich shop. After ordering and getting our food, we found a table outside. It was hot, but not unbearable, so I was happy to find a table that offered a little more privacy than those inside.
“All right, girlie. You’ve got my attention. What’s wrong?” she asked, not even waiting until we had our sandwiches unwrapped.
Suddenly, I was no longer hungry.
“Don’t you dare clam up on me,” Luci stated firmly. “I’ve known you long enough to tell when something’s bothering you.”
“It’s Mr. Parker and Mr. Snowden,” I admitted.
“Well, that doesn’t surprise me.” She smiled as she opened her bag of chips.
“Something’s wrong with them.”
She frowned. “What do you mean?”
“I think they’re fighting.”
“Really?” She seemed genuinely shocked by that.
“Yes. And I’m not sure, but it might have something to do with me.”
“You think they’re fighting over you?”
“Oh, no,” I said quickly. I certainly didn’t want her thinking I was conceited enough to think I could come between them like that. “Not at all. I just think that my presence has caused a rift between them.”
Luci appeared sympathetic. “They have a really strong relationship. And I’ve seen the way they look at you when they don’t realize anyone’s watching. They care about you, Addison.”
I thought so, too, but I didn’t have anything tangible to base that on. “It’s just…I think things got too heavy too fast.” I hated admitting that, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized it was true.
“Are you saying you can put a time limit on feelings?” Luci smirked and I knew she was trying to play Devil’s advocate.
“No. But we were thrust into this thing. I think they had a sense of obligation.”
Luci started shaking her head. “Nope. No way. I’ll buy a lot of things, but not that. Ben and Justin don’t do things they don’t want to do. No matter how they ended up in a situation. Do you honestly think they would’ve taken you on as their submissive because they felt they owed you something?”
Well, when she put it that way…
I glanced down at my ham and cheese. “No. But I don’t know how to fix this.”
“Trust me when I say it will all work out in the end.”
I peered up at her. “Is that how it was for you? You just let things play out?”
Luci’s laugh was so loud it drew the attention of people walking by. “God, no. I was a dummy. When it came to Master and Sir, I was the one running away. They tried to get me to see reason, but I didn’t want to. It wasn’t until they forced me to stop and look at everything that I realized I was in love with them and they were in love with me.”
“So should I do that? Find something to shake things up?”
Her eyes widened. “No. That’s not what I’m saying. Crap. I’m going to get in so much trouble. If Master and Sir think I’ve conspired against Ben and Justin, they will paddle my ass until I can’t sit down for a week.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at her honest fear. “Don’t worry. I will leave your name out of it.”
“Seriously, though,” she continued, “I honestly believe that things will work out. It just takes time. The three of you have been together for a month and you’re right, it has been fast. That’s not to say that it isn’t real, but maybe you need some more time.”
I took a deep breath and sipped my soda while I pondered what my options were.
No matter what, I had to start with finding out what the real issue was. Without knowing that, there wasn’t really anything I could do.
Thirty-Eight
JUSTIN
WHEN ADDISON APPEARED IN MY doorway shortly after she had returned from lunch, I motioned for her to come in. “Close the door.”
There was a hint of concern etched in the groove on her forehead, but she did as I requested, shutting the door and turning back to me.
“You left a note on my desk?” she asked. “Said you wanted to see me.”
“I do. Have a seat.” I gestured toward the chair across from me.
“Yes, Mr. Parker.” There was a slight tremor in her voice.
Normally, that wouldn’t get me excited. I wasn’t into fear or pain, but I had to admit that I liked the fact Addison was worried she’d disappointed me.
Then again, after the stunt Ben pulled last night, I was experiencing more than a small amount of disappointment. Mostly in myself, which was the very reason I had slept alone last night. I honestly couldn’t remember the last time I had slept alone when I wasn’t traveling. Having Ben by my side was a comfort I’d grown used to and I fucking hated that he hadn’t been there.
Had I not been to blame, I probably would’ve confronted both of them about this thing that was going on.
“Did I do something wrong?” she asked, studying my face.
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p; She hadn’t, but I wasn’t going to tell her that yet.
Leaning back in my chair, I steepled my hands and rested them on my stomach, regarding her carefully. “How’re things going? It’s been almost a month since you were hired. I thought we could talk.”
She appeared nervous. “Things are good. Now that Dale has started, I have a little more time to learn new things.”
“What do you think of him?”
“Dale?”
“Yes.”
“He’s great. He’s very nice and he seems to have a good rapport with everyone. He’s quite articulate and extremely pleasant.”
She was rambling, which meant she was definitely nervous.
“What about him and Jordan? Do you see any issues with the two of them working together?” I asked, simply because I was curious as to her response.
“No, of course not. They’re both extremely professional. In fact, they’re probably the most professional when it comes to interacting with co-workers.”
Ouch.
“Are you saying there’s a problem with interactions in the office?’
“No.”
Her curt response was obviously her way of putting an end to that topic, so I moved on. “Do you think you received enough training?”
“I think the job’s pretty straightforward. Not sure how much more I could learn by sitting with someone else. Anytime I have a question that I don’t feel you or Mr. Snowden should answer, I’ve gone to Luci. She’s always willing to help.”
“Good. So, I’ll assume that means you’re going to take responsibility for your performance from here on out?”
“Yes, Mr. Parker.” The glimmer that I’d seen before was not in her eyes. In fact, they were dulled, and I could sense some anger on her part.
Probably didn’t help that I was interrogating her for no good reason. The truth was, I had wanted to bring her in so we could talk about why I had left so abruptly, but again, I chickened out.
“What else is going on? Any questions for me?”
“None that I can think of right now.”
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