Chapter 4
Jenna and Kat went to Rissa’s first thing the next morning. Sometimes, having the a mini-spa right next door was a to-die-for blessing if you were to ask Kat, but then, waddling like a duck tended to make a woman appreciate being primped and pampered. Jenna was on her third mimosa and seemed to be unwinding while Kat was drinking an orange smoothie. Even though she didn’t drink often, Kat was mighty envious of Jenna’s bubbly orange concoction. They’d both had facials, been waxed—Rissa had apologized but said she’d been given strict instructions that she planned to follow because she really wanted to keep her job—buffed, and massaged. Now they were waiting for their Barely There Pink and Sex on a Bus Red nail polish to dry, indeed there was nothing like a complete overhaul to make a woman sweet and mellow. Lying back on the padded lounge chairs, chatting with Rissa as she got things ready for her afternoon appointments, Jenna asked Kat how she was adjusting to married life.
“Well, your brothers are usually fairly easy to deal with, or at least they were before I got knocked up.” Then laughing, she added, “I’m still not convinced them forgetting my birth control pills when they packed my things for the honeymoon was entirely accidental. They didn’t seem very surprised I was pregnant, but holy shit were they ever thrilled! And for God’s sake, how many men buy EPTs to take along on their honeymoon ‘just in case’? I mean really, not exactly super sneaky for guys that did black ops for so many years. If they aren’t any better than that, it’s a miracle they survived.”
Rolling her eyes, Jenna had to agree, and knowing her brothers, it was no accident, her brothers did notdoaccidental…ever. Jenna knew they had been overjoyed to have Kat back in their lives and couldn’t wait to start a family with her. They had both told her they’d known for years about her dream to have a large family, and they planned to make that dream a reality at their earliest opportunity. And knowing those two masterminds, they’d created the opportunity, their thinking would have been,Why trust for future to chance when you can master it?Oh yeah, she was sure Kat’s suspicions were dead-on, but her new sister-in-law didn’t seem to mind, well, except that they were keeping her from playing at The Club like she wanted to.
One of the reasons Jenna didn’t usually drink around men was that alcohol was straight-up truth serum for her, and it made her say what was really on her mind, and her social filters didn’t seem to work well at all when they were pickled. Smiling to herself at her own joke, she turned to Kat and said, “So tell me about being a submissive to my two bossy brothers.” If she’d shocked Kat, her pal didn’t let it show.
“Well, I’m not sure you really want me to answer that. Even though we’ve always shared everything, it seems a little weird to tell you about sex with your brothers.”
“Eww. I didn’t think about it like that…Damn, how am I gonna get the lowdown on this thing before I have to deal with Colt Matthews for a whole fracking week? Hey, Rissa, wanna tell me about sub sex?” Jenna’s crude question sent her into a fit of giggles, and it didn’t take long for Kat and Rissa to join in.
Kat leaned back and thought how glad she was to have Jenna back, and she sure hoped Chief Snoop, as she’d dubbed Colt, could manage to behave himself long enough to convince Jenna to stay. Alex and Zach had assured Kat that even though she saw Colt as an arrogant buttinski—her words, not theirs—he was actually a much sought-after Dom, and The Club’s subs loved him. They swore he was as intuitive as they came and his aftercare skills were “to die for.” Again they’d insisted they were just repeating what they’d heard subs saying for years. They had told her that Colt had actually trained both of them years earlier, and they wouldn’t be entrusting their sister to him if they didn’t have every faith in his ability to show Jenna a side of herself they were sure she’d never taken time to explore.Blah…Blah…Blah. I still think he’s an arrogant buttinski, but if he can get my bestie to stick around, I’ll cut him some slack.
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Colt was standing in the hall outside the spa listening to the women telling Jenna all about how to “get around a Dom’s rules.” Looking up at Alex and Zach, he raised his eyebrow. “You going to deal with your woman?” At their nods he added, “Give a heads-up to Grayson about Rissa. I know he’s topped her a few times and I’m sure he’ll be interested in this also. I might need to hold another Dom class for you pussies.” His smile softened his words, but he knew full well Alex and Zach would spend hours torturing their little sub, even though there wouldn’t be any spanking her until after the baby was born, Colt knew the Lamont twins would find plenty of creative punishments for their little spitfire. And he didn’t doubt that Rissa would be putting in some time over The Club’s spanking bench with her rounded ass a nice fire-engine red for all to see. Knowing Grayson’s penchant for giving every sub in The Club a couple of swats for good measure, Rissa wasn’t going to be sitting comfortably for at least a week.
“Well, gentlemen, I believe it is time I ended their little gab session and took your drunk little sister off your hands for a few days.” Colt turned and pushed through the doors carrying a bag containing the clothes he planned to dress Jenna in for their trip to his cabin. Oh, she was not going to appreciate his fashion sense at all.Let the games begin.
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“You want me to wearthat? In a vehicle? Going down a public highway? Are you out of your fucking mind?”
Colt noticed that Jenna’s voice had climbed the scale and had ended up shrill enough he figured there would be dogs showing up from the neighboring county. “I do indeed expect exactly that. Now, you can either wear what I have provided, or you can wear nothing, your choice.”
Noticing that Colt had crossed his arms over his massive chest, Jenna was pretty sure that chest was going to be a sight to behold. Damn the man was sex on a stick.Two-panty alarm coming right up!Jenna started to giggle at her own musings but went instantly quiet at the look on his face. Pretty obvious he hadn’t seen anything amusing about this conversation at all.
Damn mimosas are gonna get me in a lot of trouble…but right now, I’m having a little trouble focusing on giving a rat’s ass.Turning the bag he’d handed her upside down for dramatic effect, Jenna said, “Um, you probably didn’t notice, but there aren’t any panties in this bag. And well, this dress is completely sheer. And I’m going to need a strapless bra, too.” Shaking the up-ended bag, she added, “See, nothing resembling undergarments in this bag. Hey! I need shoes, too.”
“Jenna, you are holding in your hand exactly what I want you to wear. Now, either put the dress on, or I will lead you out to the truck just like you are. And I have to tell you, sweetheart, that will be no hardship on me, you look mighty fine standing there all exposed to my view.” Colt’s words had exactly the effect he’d expected they would. Jenna had dropped the bright-red dress over her head immediately. She hadn’t even been thinking about the fact she was standing in front of him stark naked. Chuckling to himself, he took her by the hand, said their good-byes to Rissa, reminding her to send him the bill for this morning’s services for Jenna, and walked out to his truck.