Page 54 of Theirs

“Would you like to try it with me?” I grabbed my wine glass feeling good about this. “I think you and Luke would look amazing on your knees side by side.”

Luke coughed at my statement. His face grew red, and then I knew for a fact that they had talked about it.

“It seems you have discussed this possibility.” I took a sip.

“We have, Mistress,” Luke said, glancing at his wife, who was looking at me.

“I have a proposition for you. I think we could be great together in a contract,” I said, watching their reactions. “I would be in charge, but I think we could still incorporate Camila’s dominant tendencies.”

They looked at me with wide eyes.

“You don’t have to answer now, but tonight, I think I would like to show you what it would be like if I was your Domme.” I let the news sink in. “I know it's different than our arrangement now, there is a part of me that is curious how we would all do together.”

Camila gave me a small smile, but Luke was harder to read. If I had to guess earlier, Luke would have been the one who jumped in to help convince Camila, but now with his silence, I saw I was wrong.

“If you want to discuss it, we don’t have to do anything tonight,” I said quickly, almost desperately. “I can send the contract?—”

“Are you ok with this Camila?” Luke looked at his wife.

She studied me before looking at him. Her cheeks turned red, giving her a beautiful blush, making my heart beat faster.

Please, say yes.

If I believed in a god, I would have sent every prayer hoping one of them took pity on this lonely woman. Was it vulgar to ask God for sex? I mean when the sex was good, I yelled his name.

“We talked about this a few weeks ago and we would say yes, if you asked,” Camila said, sending my pulse skyrocketing.

I love that they had communicated about this; they were really a great couple. So many people ignored the uncomfortable talks. It seemed Luke and Camila always jumped in headfirst and I loved that.

“We’ve discussed being a sub during a scene, but not a contract,” Luke said, deflating my excitement a little bit.

“True, but don’t you think we should try what she is offering before we make a decision on it,” Camila said, confidently. “If we don’t like it, we say red, and everything stops.”

Luke looked between us, his desire was evident in his eyes, but he was reluctant.

“Luke, we don’t have to do this, it was just a suggestion,” I said calmly. “We won’t do anything you are uncomfortable with, and if we need to, we can take a few days to think about it or if you’d like, we can talk about it.”

He didn’t say anything, just continued to look at his lap, then he took a deep breath. Camila and I locked eyes, and she looked just as confused as I did.

“I want to try, but I want to make it clear this is just us trying,” he said, looking right at me.

His tone was terse, and it was not what I was accustomed to hearing from Luke.

“Luke,” Camila said softly. “Cariño, we don’t have to do this.”

“I want a taste of what it would be like for us to be at her mercy,” he said more confidently this time.

“I’m going to ask one more time,” I said, catching both of their attention. “Are. You. Sure?”

Without hesitation they said yes. We already had scenes together and I was more nervous for this one.

“Naked and kneeling in the bedroom now,” I snapped.

Luke immediately stood up. “Yes, Mistress.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Camila said, as she got up slowly and I could feel her brattiness coming to play.

Let’s play, Camila.

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