Page 40 of The Dom with the Kink Monsters

“And I’ll supervise to make sure you both wash thoroughly.” Ramsay turned to exchange a look with Mack, who grinned back.

Winter slid out from under Saya and drew the other girl to her feet. “You want to take a shower with me? We’ll keep it PG, just to drive them crazy.”

Saya’s gaze slid from hers and the girl looked at the floor. “Master might tell me to do things to you.”

“You can’t unless I say it’s okay.”

“True.” Saya played with a lock of her own hair. “I’m not skinny like you, though. Mack might be sorry he wanted to watch.”

Mack snorted.

Winter smiled reassuringly then grabbed Saya’s chin and raised it when sherealized the girl wasn’t going to see her smile if she was studying the floor. “Oh, he’ll like what he sees, believe me. We practically had you naked backstage, anyway.”

She led Saya upstairs to the more interesting bathroom that contained the old claw-footed tub and had more space for men to stand around gawking. Normally guys getting off on watching girls together kind of annoyed her, but having Mack interested was hot, and Ramsay – well, she couldn’t complain about him watching if he was letting her make out with his girlfriend. Still, the whole putting on a show thing was creepy.

When she’d taken out the good towels and turned on the water, she turned back to Saya. The girl was standing by the vanity, biting her lip and gazing out the window into the darkness. Surprisingly, the men both seemed like they were feeling similarly self-conscious. Apparently they weren’t as sure what to do when they were only supposed to be watching. In porn, situations like this never seemed so awkward.

“Come here.” She beckoned to Saya and the girl came to her without hesitation. Maybe she just needed someone to take charge, since Ramsay was holding up the wall by the door, rather than directing.

Winter wound her hands into Saya’s hair and pulled her close, brushing her lips over her cheekbones, then down her nose, over her eyelids. Saya sighed and leaned into her, the tension fading from her body. When she got to her lips, Saya initiated a kiss that was sweet and gentle and held an intimacy Winter wasn’t expecting. It wasn’t a kiss that spoke of lust, it was more emotionally invested than that.

Shit, was Saya getting attached? Winter knew she was the first girl to kiss her, but they didn’t know each other well enough for that kind of emotional connection yet, did they?

Winter pulled away, trying to make it seem like she was busy unlacing Saya’s dress, but really she needed to assess what was going on in the girl’s head before she allowed any more of those kinds of kisses from her.

When the laces were loose enough, Winter helped shimmy it off over her head. Saya’s hands flew to cover her breasts and she clenched her thighs together tightly.

“None of that now. Let me see how pretty you are,” Winter cajoled. “Move your hands.”

Saya wiggled her hands in place, but didn’t drop them to her sides. Her eyes were bright and she was trying to suppress a grin.

Winter barked a laugh. “Bratty girl. Get in the shower and get started – unless youwant to help me get undressed?”

“No!” Saya stepped into the shower and pulled the transparent curtain closed, as though it would protect her modesty.

While the boys were busy gawking at Saya, Winter stripped fast and got in too.

Showering didn’t take long, considering the most that happened was they washed each other’s backs while the guys watched like the pervs they were. Not that Winter hadn’t been tempted to do more. The cascade of water skimming Saya’s luscious curves made Winter regret ever having promised to behave herself.

When they were done, they dried off and dressed in oversized band t-shirts from Winter’s closet while Ramsay showered. Later, Mack came down to the living room after his turn, looking irritable. Both he and Ramsay had opted for the jeans and no shirt look. Winter thoroughly approved of the eye candy.

“What’s wrong?” Winter smiled at him sympathetically, having her suspicions, but she wasn’t about to get up to comfort him. Saya was curled against her again, after having been sent there by Ramsay.

“I had warm water for two minutes then it was ice cold.”

“See? I told you that you should have shared with Master. He’s very helpful in the shower.” Saya’s eyes gleamed with mischief.

Ramsay raised his brows. “You’re in a bratty mood tonight, princess. Which reminds me – didn’t you call me a jerk earlier?”

The girl melted into Winter’s side more firmly and Winter couldn’t help but put a comforting arm around her shoulder.

“Yes, Master, but there were extenuating circumstances.”

“Well, now that we’re all here, we can deal with this and get it over with.”

“Now? Please no, Master. Not in front of Mack and Winter.”

“If you didn’t want to be punished in front of an audience, you shouldn’t have sassed me in front of one. Center of the room now. Strip.”

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