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“Paxton Aaron Donovan? Really? Holy hell,” Emmy fanned herself with her hand. “Good Lord, even his name is sexy as fuck.”
“I know, right?”
“So, how did you snag him? Spill. We want every sordid detail.”
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.” Diamond was shaking her head no, but she knew her sisters wouldn’t rest until they got it out of her, so she grabbed the wine, and chugged until she felt brave. And then she told them everything.
Emmy was on the edge of her seat, eyes wide, taking in every detail with a squeal of delight or a clap of her hands. Ruby was less enthusiastic. The more Di talked, the more closed off she seemed. Finally, Emmy reached out and pinched her.
“Geez, Roo! What is your issue tonight? Seriously? Are you not even listening? This story is amazeballs! It’s like something straight out of a book.”
“Yeah, How to get Murdered in Your Sleep,” Roo muttered rolling her eyes. If it was anyone else, Diamond would have been convinced that they were judging her choices, and disgusted by the idea of her dipping her toes into the kink pool. With Ruby, Diamond knew better. She had seen Roo’s Kindle.
She stared at her sister, taking in the body language, from the stubborn set of the jaw to the eyes wet with unshed tears, and thought about the odd way her sister had been acting. Finally, it hit her.
“Oh, my god, you’re jealous!”
“You’re crazy. Like batshit crazy,” Roo deadpanned.
“No.” Diamond shook her head slowly, remembering all sort of crazy sister conversations they had had over the years. “No, I don’t think so. You’re kinky,” she said slowly, wrapping her head around the idea. “And Trevor’s not.”
“Hmmph. I’m not kinky. I’ve never done anything the slightest bit kinky.”
“No, you haven’t,” Diamond agreed, having once been privy to every excruciating detail of her sister’s early sex life. “When would you have? You’ve only been with Trevor, and he’s not kinky in the least.”
One thing Diamond had learned during her short stint at Rojo was that you couldn’t judge a book by its cover or a kink by the person who loved it. Some of the kinkiest people she had come across lived the most boring and normal everyday lives. They were doctors and lawyers and accountants and teachers. She had also learned that if you read the signs, sometimes a kinky person would know another kinky person before that person themself knew she was kinky. She knew instinctively that that was not the case with Trevor. He was about as straight laced as they came. And he was good for Roo—a calming force for her sister’s tempestuous temper, but that didn’t mean he was filling all her needs.
Suddenly Di felt bereaved for her sister. Until the first time Pax had turned her over his knee and she felt that first sweet explosion of pain as his hand connected with her ass, she hadn’t known what kink was. She couldn’t imagine what it was like to know, and know that if you stayed with the person who you had spent a decade believing was your soul mate, your needs would forever go unmet.
The atmosphere in the room grew heavy, and neither Diamond nor Emmy seemed to know what to say in response to this new revelation. Di herself had only been immersed in the kink scene for a week now. She was not one to be giving advice in the kink department. It’s not like she had ever tried to get anyone to spank her; it had just happened. In her limited knowledge, you were either kinky, or at the very least, open to it, or you weren’t. It couldn’t be forced.
Emmy, not knowing what to say, walked over and gave Roo a hug, handing her the bottle, and smiling when Roo took another big swig, wiped her mouth off with her forearm, and waved the empty bottle in the air. “Let’s play truth or dare!”
“Um, no.” Diamond shook her head, backing away slowly. “Last time we did that I ended up on a tabloid cover.” She didn’t add that whatever her sisters dared her to do was likely to end up with her getting her ass beat. They were ruthless when it came to truth or dare. “Let’s try to keep it legal tonight, and play, Sex, Marry, Kill.”
* * *
Pax took in the scene at the breakfast table the next morning with a knowing smile. All three Barrett sisters looked rough around the edges, with Ruby taking the lead. Diamond seemed to be nursing a slight headache, and only Emmy seemed to be relatively normal.
He shook his head, a slight smile playing on his lips. Naughty girls. He knew Diamond had permission, but he couldn’t help but have to restrain himself from behaving as he normally would. His palm was itching, and his cock was twitching, and it took everything he had not to grab the back of her ponytail, pull her into the other room, call her his naughty girl, spank her ass, and have his way with her.
Reminding himself that they were at the breakfast table in her father’s house with her two sisters present, and her father a stone’s throw away in the next room, he settled on slightly torturous small talk.
“So, did you girls behave yourselves last night?” He had expected only Diamond to really react, but to his amusement, all three heads jerked up simultaneously, took one look at him and burst into raucous laughter.
It took him only a split second to realize that a drunken Diamond had spilled her guts. His eyes jerked to the other room, where Martin was still engrossed in a phone conversation with a client. He could have some fun with this, if only for a few minutes.
He caught Diamond’s eye, and when he was sure she was paying attention, he quickly winked, hoping she would realize what he was doing and play along.
“Diamond,” he said sternly, “I trust you followed our alcohol rules last night? Remember what happened last time you over-indulged?” His words had the desired effect. Ruby and Em, both stared at him wide-eyed, then jerked their gaze to Diamond, checking their sister’s reaction.
“Um… maybe?” Diamond, it seemed was a very convincing actress, with her pouting lips and half lowered gaze, as she refused to look directly at him. Both of the younger Barrett sisters were fully engaged, and squirming in their seats—looking torn between embarrassment and fascination.
“Maybe, hm. Care to reconsider your answer, baby girl? Think very carefully this time before you open your mouth. Lying and disrespect go over just about as well as over-indulging.”
“Fine,” Diamond acquiesced, so convincing in her role that for a minute Pax nearly forgot that they were acting and that he wasn’t actually upset. “No, sir, I didn’t follow the rules.”
Pax was sure she actually hadn’t but he was guessing her sisters didn’t know that she had gotten permission ahead of time not to. Staying in his role, Pax raised his eyebrows and pegged her with an appraising look. “Naughty girl. You know what happens to girls who disobey, don’t you?” He stood, and circled the breakfast table to stand beside her, wrapping her ponytail around his first, and leaning down to whisper in her ear. “What happens to naughty, disobedient subs?”
