Page 78 of Playing By Their Rules

I sleep the the whole way home, warm in Ethan’s car, wrapped in Chance’s arms, breathing in their combined scents, enveloped in their love.

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Chance

It’s been a full week since everything happened with Mina. Maisie has been busy moving Bradley into her apartment to help with rent while Mina is gone. She’s also been answering thousands of questions from the Clear Springs PD and the district attorney. Then she has her studies to catch up on. It hasn’t been easy, but Ethan and I are with her every step. She’s ours, and we’re hers. We’re here for her, whenever she needs us.

However she needs us.

So when she comes over to my place on Friday night where Ethan and I are watching a game, and she starts taking her clothes off in my living room, I turn off the TV.

“Baby girl?” I say. “Why are you getting naked in the living room?”

“The bedroom’s too far,” she says, pulling her t-shirt over her head to reveal a light pink bra with lacy white trim.

“It’s inappropriate to take your clothes off in the living room,” Ethan says, standing.

“Well, I wouldn’t want to be inappropriate.” She’s already taken off her shoes. She reaches for the button of her jeans and hovers her hand there, her light green eyes challenging.

This brat’s so full of mischief, I’ll never get tired of spanking it out of her.

I rub the heel of my hand over my cock, trying to relieve the building pressure. Maisie unsnaps her jeans. Slides them down. Her panties are girlie, pink with white lace, just like her bra. She’s got the underwear of a little girl but the body of a woman.

“Get over here, brat,” I say.

“Mmm, nope.” She struts toward the bathroom. “I’m going to take a shower.”

“Actually, you’re not.” Ethan heads her off.

I stalk toward her from behind. Now she’s trapped between us, unless she plans to make a break for the door leading out of the apartment.

She looks toward the door as if considering it.

“If you go out there, baby girl, we will fuck you in the hallway where anyone passing by can watch. Did you know Roman lives in this building? He might be getting off work right about now.”

Her mouth falls open and she makes the most adorable little squeak. “I’ll stay put,” she says in a rush.

“Good girl.” I wrap my arms around her and kiss the top of her head. “Come over to the couch with me. I’ve been waiting to warm your ass with my palm.”

She leans against me, pressing her breasts against my chest and rubbing. “I thought Ethan likes to give the spankings?”

“Oh, I do, angel,” Ethan says, “but Chance has been waiting to spank you ever since you went into that cabin without us.”

“I thought you trusted me,” she says, pulling back.

“I do,” I say. “And I did then, too. I still want to spank you.”

“But I didn’t break any rules.”

I touch her chin, tilting her face up so I can gaze into her eyes. “What I want isn’t rational. It derives from a dark feeling that I must punish you to claim you. A spanking is how I’m going to remind both of us—Ethan, too—that we belong to each other.”

She gives me a faint smile. “So what you’re saying, is that the only real rules between us are that there are no rules?”

Ethan says, “You’re twenty-five. You’re enthusiastically consenting. You aren’t in a relationship with anyone but us. Those are the only rules. Can you play by them?”

She stands on her tiptoes and kisses my cheek, then spins around to do the same to Ethan. “Yes.”

“Then I want you over my knee, baby girl,” I say. “Ass up.”

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