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And then the game would be over.

Fortunately, his rapt attention remained on my hand more than on her.

Fuck, if he only knew whom I was caressing, he would not have that look on his face.

It wasn’t an intimate one so much as a pleased one. I’d rejected countless women over the last few weeks during our evenings out. He’d asked me a few times if I was feeling all right, and I’d just claimed not to be interested.

He seemed relieved now that I’d found someone to play with. He probably assumed I just hadn’t found the right submissive bedmate at the bars.

Yet clearly I’d come across one I wanted to play with now.

Which wasn’t an inaccurate assessment. However, that didn’t make it right, either.

“Teaching?” he guessed.

“Yes,” I said, still holding Jenica’s gaze. “She’s new to kneeling, and I offered to explain it.”

“An intriguing lesson,” he mused.

Her horrified expression almost made me want to let her run, but there weren’t many options here unless she wanted to show him her face.

She swallowed, her blue eyes lowering just enough to tell me she was preparing herself mentally for the submission.

I gave her that moment, my thumb tracing the elegant line of her throat.

Then I took over her seat on the couch and spread my thighs for her.

Chapter Eight

PIERCE

Jenica stared down at me for a beat, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

I leaned forward and held out a hand.

“Here, you can use me for balance while you learn,” I told her, aware that she’d probably never attempted to kneel in this manner before.

Jax arched a brow behind her, surprised by my offering. It wasn’t like me, but I also didn’t normally take new subs to bed. The women I fucked knew what they wanted. They were experienced. They could detail their limits and make arrangements in minutes.

Not Jenica.

She had no idea what she was doing, and it showed in the tremble working its way through her body.

“I can demonstrate,” Adalyn offered, standing and almost immediately going into the appropriate position beside us.

Her form was exquisite.

She didn’t falter at all, her knees bending beautifully as her head bowed in sweet reverence.

Jenica watched her from the corner of her eye and swallowed again.

Then she ignored my hand and lowered herself to the floor with perfect balance. Her movements weren’t as practiced or as graceful as Adalyn’s, but they were certainly natural. She sat back on her heels just like Adalyn had done, clasped her hands in front of her on her lap, and bowed her head.

Which allowed all that silky hair to hide her face again.

Having her between my legs allowed me to shadow her arms, which made her lacy gloves almost appear black.

There wasn’t a single marker on her that Jax would recognize.

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