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“No. No. I want to know what she’ll demand of me next,” Ryan said. “I need a damn cold shower. I hope she’s as direct in person. You liked what she said and did right?”

“I cannot wait to see what her punishment for me will be,” Andrew confessed. He reached down a hand to Ryan. “Do you think she’ll want me to undress for her?”

“I don’t know. I don’t know but I want to listen and watch,” Ryan took his hand and adjusted himself. “I’m hitting the shower.”

“Cold,” Andrew smirked.

“Only way I’ll make it to tonight,” Ryan rubbed his chest. “Wait for me with the call.”

“I will not be late calling her. If you aren’t here, you’ll miss out,” Andrew pushed him towards the bathroom.

“She might punish you more if you keep her waiting,” Ryan tempted him.

“Or she might drop me completely,” Andrew frowned. “I’m not waiting. No matter how much you tempt me.”

“I’ll be back in ten,” Ryan grinned.

Staring in the mirror,Annabel saw her flushed cheeks. She splashed cold water on her face and rubbed a cold cloth over theback of her neck. She felt aroused and powerful. She never felt this powerful with her previous lovers. She realized this was the missing part in her love life. Her ex-husbands dominated her. Occasionally, they submitted to what she wanted but nothing like this.

She’d read about Doms and subs but the men in her lives wanted her to submit to them. She wasn’t interested. But now with Ryan, even with no physical contact, she felt more arousal than in most of her other encounters. She wanted to strip them both naked and inspect them. She wanted them facing each other.

She tapped her phone to see the time. Ten minutes before he was supposed to call. Did she have a good enough punishment for him? She hoped so. She scanned her room. Was there enough room for them here? She owned the biggest bed on the market. Was she thinking too vanilla? What she wanted to happen in the room definitely wasn’t vanilla but she wanted… heat rushed through her as she imagined them. She thought about different positions and different things she’d read. She wanted to try it all.

“Get real, Annabel,” she muttered. “First times usually suck. Especially with alpha assholes.”

So make it not suck or better yet, make them suck you and each other. Make them bring you to orgasm before you allow them to climax. That will be a first.

“Yes,” she nodded as she realized that’s exactly what she wanted. She picked up her phone when it rang.

She let it ring four times before she answered. “Hello Andrew.”

“Hello Annabel,” Andrew echoed her greeting.

“What are you wearing?”

Andrew glanced down at his jeans, t-shirt, and then across the room as Ryan came out wearing a towel. “Blue jeans, white t-shirt, no shoes or socks.”

“Are your jeans tight?”

“They’re comfortable,” Andrew said. “My oldest pair.”

“Is your cock pushing on them,” she asked.

“I’ve been hard since I met you,” Andrew confessed.

“Did you pleasure yourself last night,” she kept her tone quiet.

“I wanted to,” Andrew confessed. “I thought about you for a long time.”

“Did you gratify your desire?”

“I want to wait for you,” Andrew admitted. “I’ve got to be honest. Most women only play at being dominant in the bedroom. They want the guy to chase them and take control.”

“You find that boring,” Annabel smiled.

“It’s old.”

“But you like dominating Ryan.”

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