Page 102 of The Dom with the Clever Tongue

Reece’s expression was decidedly wicked. “Behave? Make me.”

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Scarlet made it out of the bath before she got too pruney. The book she’d brought with her was good, but she was too nervous to read long. Besides, although Malachi’s bathtub was bigger and nicer than theirs, it still didn’t feel quite as familiar. He was already talking about them moving in, but it had only been a few weeks since they’d gotten back together. It was an interesting idea, but too soon.

Her comfy PJs were missing off the bed, and in their place was a pretty negligee she’d never seen. Now whose idea was that? She had very little use for lingerie on herself. On Reece, though, it was like sexy gift-wrap. It probably wasn’t for her, but for them to admire. And it was white. Very funny.

Scarlet slipped it on anyway. That it fit meant it’d been Reece’s doing. There was no way Malachi could have guessed something as specific as a woman’s lingerie size. Maybe the two of them had gone shopping together when she was atwork. She tiptoed across the room and checked her reflection in the full-length mirror. A quick hand through her short hair put it back in order. It was hard to be objective about the rest. Between her thin frame, muscle, and tan from working outdoors, she wasn’t exactly lingerie model material – although the white looked good with her coloring and the way the delicate fabric skimmed over her body was almost sinful.

As she walked down the long hallway, she felt like she was taking the final steps as a virgin sacrifice. To make matters worse, someone had lit an IKEA’s worth of red candles and set them all over the living room. The only thing that made the setting a little less ominous was the big mattress on the floor in the center of the room, made up with every piece of linen Reece could find to make it look like a magazine cover. So much pomp and ceremony for such a silly thing. It was important to Reece, so she kept her complaints to herself.

Reece greeted her and led her into the room by the hand – to Malachi, who stood next to the impromptu bed, waiting for her. Jeans, bare chest, bare feet, long hair and neat goatee, he was the embodiment of evil in looks, but she knew better. This man was funny, intelligent, and kind, but so much more than that. His blue eyes glittered darkly in the candlelight as Reece led her to him. It wasn’t just that he was hot and sweet and slightly deranged. She loved him. That made all the difference.

It wasn’t lust in his eyes – or not lust alone. There was a love and respect there that she was coming to depend on. He could have almost any straight or bi girl he wanted, yet now that he had her and Reece, other girls had turned invisible. Maybe the future would be different, but for now he was almost too good to be true. A little voice told her that in ten years he’d be farting on the couch as kids crawled over him, but she told that little voice to kiss her ass. No one was perfect forever, but that only meant that they’d match.

And the kid thing was a pretty cool idea, if this lasted.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” Malachi asked. “This is something you can’t undo, once it’s done.”

“I know.”

“No more gold star for you,” he persisted.

She laughed. “I never aimed to be gold star. I just never liked a guy enough to sleep with him. Not one who liked me, too.”

“But you’re willing to overlook the fact that I have a penis because you love me?”

She felt her eyes widen. He’d been trying to make her say it again since the day at the amusement park, but saying it out loud embarrassed her for some reason. Like he’d laugh at her – maybe it was because he had such an active sense of humor. She’d seen his serious side too, though. It would just take time and trust to let out all the feelings for him that she had pent up. They were there, swirling, behind her closed lips.

She sidestepped the L word. “I don’t have to overlook the fact that you have a penis – he and I have made friends.”

Malachi grinned. Fuck he was handsome. “You do realize it doesn’t actually have a mind of its own, right?”

“Sure he does. I think he likes me, but he’s going to hurt me in a few minutes, so this might be an abusive relationship.”

He stepped closer and ran his hands gently up her arms. “It might hurt a little, but I’ll be careful.”

Scarlet’s heart was hammering in her throat. Girls way younger than her did this all the time. It wasn’t a big deal. She’d even had sex before – a lot of it over the past year with Reece. Just not involving cock.

Who was she kidding? She was scared shitless.

Reece moved up behind her and kissed up her shoulder to her neck. Her mouth, the brush of her breasts against her back, her warm breath at her ear. Scarlet’s body responded to Reece as it always did and her anxiety retreated to a more manageable level. Malachi’s fingertips skimmed over her face, feather-light, calming away the frown she hadn’t realized was there. Being touched like that was more intimate than she would have guessed. He tickled at her lips, making her laugh, and when her mouth opened he kissed her. The kiss was gentle, undemanding, and soon she was helplessly reciprocating. Reece had raved about how good he was at oral – even kissing him had made her more than curious.

She could do this.

“Don’t leave, okay, Reece?” she whispered when Malachi’s mouth had left hers to trail tiny kisses down her neck. Having the two of them touching her was crazy sensory overload. Her body didn’t know what to feel first or where to focus. Shedidn’t have a thing for giving up control, but this felt too good for her to object.

“Where do you think I’m going? We’re in this together,” Reece whispered in her ear. Her hands slipped under the hem of Scarlet’s almost see-through dress top thingy and skimmed up her belly to cup the undersides of her breasts, holding them but not touching her nipples. Scarlet squirmed and Malachi stepped back.

He looked them over and groaned. “You two are the picture of pretty much every wet dream I’ve ever had. Do you know how intimidating that is?”

“If you’re too intimidated by us, I’m sure we can find some other guy to take Scarlet’s virginity,” Reece said archly.

“Behave, Reece,” he growled. “I don’t want to have to stop to spank you right now.”

She giggled and slid her thumbs over the tips of Scarlet’s breasts. Scarlet sucked in a breath.

“You’re very beautiful, Scarlet.” He stepped closer again, rubbing the pad of his finger over her lips. “How did you ever get men to leave you alone?”

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