Page 13 of The Dom with the Clever Tongue

“But I understand why you wouldn’t. So I will permit you to keep them on. For now.”

Crossing her arms over her chest, she arched a brow. “Permit? You’re not my Dom.”

“No. But I might be teaching your girlfriend how to be one.” He leaned forward and grabbed Reece’s hand. “So get used to it, kitten,” he said then placed a kiss on her palm.

She yanked her hand away and pouted at Scarlet. “Do something!”

Her girlfriend leaned back, mimicking Malachi’s cocky look. “She inspires a trip over your knee, doesn’t she?” she said to Malachi with a smirk.

He nodded. “That she does.”

Chapter 5

She was dripping everywhere. Reece was going to kill her.

Scarlet padded through the condo to the basket of towels she was supposed to have folded last night on the dining room table. She grabbed the one on top and scrubbed the moisture from her hair, then dried the rest of her body and glanced behind her. Wet footprints led all the way from their bedroom door to where she stood. Better get that cleaned up before...

The key rattled in the door. Heart pounding, Scarlet threw the towel on the floor and moved quickly down the hallway, dragging the towel with her foot as she went. Unfolded towels were bad enough – dripping all over the floor was in its own classification of evil. They’d barely seen each other in the week since Reece had been home from her buying trip to Los Angeles. Arguing about housework, at this point, would suck.

Scarlet highly doubted that Malachi or any of the other Doms they knew ever got lectured, let alone for being messy. Then again, Reece wasn’t really subby most of the time. If Malachi could help her, she’d owe him big time.

“Hi, I’m just getting out of the shower,” she called when she heard the door click shut. She wiped the rest of the floor mostly dry, like a demented human squeegee, and threw the towel on a hook. Reece walked in just as Scarlet reached the center of the room, breathing hard. Her girlfriend arched an elegant brow at her then looked around in bemusement.

“You’re short of breath. What on earth were you doing?”

“Nothing.” Scarlet put on her best poker face. “It startled me when you came in. I didn’t expect you home for a while.”

Reece’s gaze flitted about the room suspiciously, but she didn’t seem to notice anything objectionable. “Were you touching yourself?” She was resorting to guessing. Excellent.

“Yes, I was standing in the middle of the room masturbating. You caught me.”

“Shut up. I’ll figure it out eventually.”

Scarlet went to the dresser and yanked a t-shirt from her drawer and tossed itonto the bed.

Bare feet whispered up behind her. She’d taken off her shoes. Good girl. Reece knew she liked her better barefoot. Her girlfriend pressed up against her back and slid her hands along her skin.

“Mmm...your body’s all damp and shimmery, and you smell sexy. Can we cancel with Malachi? I want to spend the rest of the day in bed with you. I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages.” Reece cupped Scarlet’s breasts and circled a nipple with one of her manicured fingernails. The soft fabric from Reece’s feminine business suit slid along her ass as the girl ground up against her. Evil, evil.

“He’s probably almost here,” she replied. “And I’m not cancelling with him. I want to do this.”

Reece sighed. “Fine. But you’re wearing jeans? At least put on a pair of my yoga pants or something. I want to be able to feel you if I touch you.”

“In front of him? I thought you wanted to keep this PG, other than the kink stuff.”

“But I’m so horny,” Reece whined in her ear. She bit down on Scarlet’s neck, making her groan loudly and her nipples tighten.

“Fuck. Are you ovulating?”

“Mmhmm.” She slid a long nail down her belly to her slit then dragged the tip over Scarlet’s clit.

She twisted out of Reece’s arms and frowned at her. “Bad girl. I need to get dressed before he gets here or I’ll do you right in front of him. Is that what you want?”

Reece’s eyes were smoldering as she flicked the buttons of her jacket open. She slid off her silk cami. Her pretty purple bra showed almost more than it covered, and Scarlet was helpless to look away. The jacket and skirt dropped to the floor, one after the other. The little matching thong paired with Reece’s devastating curves and Scarlet was like Pavlov’s dog. Scarlet stepped closer and tangled a hand in her long brown locks, then took a kiss. Reece moaned into her mouth and Scarlet backed her to the bed then shoved her down on it.

Maybe they should take the edge off.

Scarlet slipped her fingers under the dainty fabric of Reece’s underwear and slid them down her thighs, then off completely. She toyed in her moisture for amoment before sliding a finger up inside her and pressed down on her clit with her thumb. Reece cried out, angling her hips so that Scarlet would go deeper. After a year and a half without, did she miss cock? It was something they never talked about. Scarlet dropped to her knees between her luscious thighs and finger fucked her slowly. A flick of her tongue over her hard clit and Reece whimpered. Scarlet wished she had time to drag things out, but that would have to wait for later.

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