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Christine was a young woman Jason had met in college down in Texas. It was the second summer he worked on the ranch, and he and I had chatted about the lifestyle and what we dabbled in. I wasn’t really into the kink back then, a little slap and tickle to spice things up, but Jason had asked if I had ever considered a threesome. He had been dating Christine for a while and wanted to surprise her with one of her fantasies. Or so he said. I felt a little uneasy having not talked it over with Christine, but Jason had assured me it would be okay because she really wanted a threesome.
He was right, to begin with, her eyes rounded with hunger when we both walked into the room. She eagerly started pawing at our clothes—that was the first moment I should have recognized things were going wrong. A well-trained and devoted sub, she was not. Jason’s desire to control had clouded his judgment and his need to inflict pain kept him from seeing what was right in front of him—a young girl who only wanted to play at the lifestyle. I tried to talk to him, but he wouldn’t listen. I knew the only reason Christine was still alive was that I chose to stay and did everything I could to protect her.
Jason and I parted ways after that for a few years. I told him he needed to train more and that to become a true Dom took more than expertise with the implements we wielded. He needed to learn to read the scene and the sub because it was always the sub who ultimately guided the relationship. A few years later, he called and asked to visit. He admitted to having gone through extensive therapy and training, so I agreed. That visit convinced me he had grown and learned his lesson.
His obsession with Genni was making me wonder if it was all an act. A call to my brother was most definitely in order before this went any further. For now, I would control my urges and be the shoulder she needed, even though she didn’t realize she needed me yet.
Genni greeted the well-wishers with poise and grace. Kendra never left her side for long. I slipped into the chair next to her as everyone settled in for the service. Jason chose to sit behind us, and Kendra was to her right. The service was short and sweet. My desire to touch and appreciate Genni overwhelmed me. I reached for her hand without thinking and breathed a sigh of relief when she accepted the small gesture willingly.
The rest of the morning went by in a blur—the procession to the graveyard, another graveside service, and everyone’s goodbye. Not a tear escaped her eyes through it all. She was a strong woman, but even the strongest could break. I felt the tension strumming through her body as I wrapped an arm around her shoulders while we stood at her gran’s grave.
“What do I do now, Gran?” she whispered. Her phone began dinging as we stood there. She removed it from the little purse she carried. “Shit, we need to go.” Her eyes met mine, and I saw the glistening tears still unshed. “I need to be at the lawyer’s office in fifteen minutes.”
“I am sure he can wait if you want to stay a bit longer.” I rubbed her arm, hoping to comfort her with my touch.
“No, Gran wouldn’t want me to mope about. I’m ready.” She sniffed and held her head high. The sound of the casket being lowered into the ground followed us down the hill to my truck. I helped her in and rounded the hood to the driver’s side. Jason was sitting in his cruiser parked behind me. I waved to him, and he lowered his window.
“Everything okay?”
“So far. She has to meet with the lawyer, and then I am goin’ to make sure she goes home and rests.” I had one hand on the door as we chatted.
“I have some things to finish up at the office before I head over to the house. People will be showing up early with food and such for dinner tonight. If you want to make sure she gets some rest, you’ll have to bring her in the back way. I’ll keep them away as long as possible.”
I simply nodded my head in understanding and got in the truck.
“What did Jason want?” Genni looked through the back window.
“Just checkin’ on you and offerin’ to head to the house after he finishes at the office in case people show up early.”
“That’s nice of him. I didn’t even think about that. People in this town are known to just show up on their schedules.” A sad smile ghosted across her lips. “Gran always loved it.”
“And from what I can tell, the town loved your gran.” I reached over and squeezed her hand.
“Yes, they did.” She stared out the window as I shifted gears and drove the short distance to the lawyer’s office.
“Do you want me to go in with you?”
“No, I think this is something I need to do alone. I appreciate all you have done for me today. I can walk home after I am done here.” She grabbed her door handle to get out.
My hand grasped her arm. “I can wait. It’s no problem at all.”
“No, I want to walk. The air will do me good, and it will give me time to collect myself again before greeting more people and listening to more stories about Gran.” She moved to open the door again.
“Wait.” I released her arm and jumped out of my side, hurrying around to her door. I felt her eyes follow my movements. I opened her door and helped her down.
“I’m a big girl, Brian. I can handle getting out of a truck on my own.” Her eyebrows creased in annoyance.
“I know, but my ma would tan my hide if I let you. It’s the gentlemanly thing to do.” And it allowed me to touch her skin again, a need that grew stronger every hour I was with her. “Call me if you change your mind about walkin’ home, and I’ll be here in two shakes of a tail feather.” I smiled.
She laughed, the reaction I had hoped for. “You are a strange one, Brian. I doubt I’ll change my mind, but you will be the first to know if I do.” She placed her hand on my chest and rose up, placing a chaste kiss on my cheek. “I don’t know why you’re being so nice, but if I haven’t said it before, thank you.” She slipped past me and strolled into the classy building that housed the lawyer’s office.
My body lit with desire when her soft lips swept across my cheek. I wanted to grab her to me and capture those lips with my own. To devour her sweet scent and show her exactly what she did to me. I let my imagination run as I watched her sashay away. I would slowly unwrap the package she hid beneath her clothes, tie her to her bed, and shower every inch of skin with attention. I would coax her to the brink of explosion over and over, never allowing her to fall into bliss until the very last moment.
Genni could very well be the woman who would break me without even realizing what she had done.
