A mental vision of Reid spanking her whispered across her brain.
Stop that. Gideon might be within reach, but Reid certainly wasn’t. The man was picky. In the years she’d known him, he hadn’t had a single boyfriend despite the wealth of hot guys who checked him out. There was always something wrong with them. She knew exactly the excuse he would use on her. She was female.
She turned from the arousing scene before her and glanced around. There was a small doctor’s office scene being played out close to her. A lovely woman was laid out on a gyno table. She had electrodes attached to some super-sensitive parts of her body and her Dom was turning up the dial to some sort of machine. Her muscles jumped.
“Jessica, what on earth are you doing in here?”
Jessica turned to find Kelly staring at her. The Domme had a frown on her face. “I’m looking for Gideon. Or Reid.”
She suddenly realized she truly shouldn’t be in here alone. Gideon was going to be mad at her for running around a sex club without a collar. For that matter, Reid had played her Dom often enough that he might tie her to a St. Andrew’s Cross and whip her ass until she couldn’t sit. Damn, the thought of that got her wet. She turned her attention back to the woman staring at her.
Kelly reminded her a bit of a school teacher with an unruly student. If said school teacher wore a scarlet PVC minidress and thigh-high boots. “I believe they went into the aftercare room.”
“Did they have a sub?” She didn’t like the idea of her men taking care of some pretty submissive thing.
Kelly shook her head. “No. I think they were looking for someplace quiet, if you know what I mean.”
It was loud. She was having a hard time hearing Kelly so if they’d wanted to talk they definitely needed a quiet place to do it. She thanked the nice lady with the whip and strode across the room. Ignoring all the delicious naughtiness going on around her, she made her way to the aftercare room. She took a deep breath and opened the door, ready to confess her feelings.
“Oh, yeah, take me all the way in,” Gideon growled.
It took her a moment to register what she was seeing. Reid was on his knees in front of Gideon. His dark head worked up and down. From Jessica’s vantage she couldn’t see his mouth, but there was zero question what he was doing. Gideon’s hands fisted in Reid’s hair, forcing him to take more.
Gideon’s handsome face was flushed as he watched his lover give him serious head. She wondered if he’d watched her like that when she had performed the act for him. She remembered how big Gideon’s cock had been. She’d struggled to take him, and when he’d reached the back of her throat, she still only had about three-quarters of him in her mouth. Reid didn’t seem to have the same problem.
They were beautiful together. Her eyes filled with tears as she watched them. It explained a whole lot. She’d always wondered why Gideon was marrying someone as obviously wrong for him as Anna. The beautiful blonde had been a distraction. Gideon wanted to be a judge. You didn’t get voted into office in Alabama if you were a gay man. It was a conservative state.
Gideon’s blond head fell back as he groaned.
“Yes.” His hips pumped up as he came.
He told Reid how good he was. She knew she should walk out, but she found herself incapable of moving. She’d wondered why Gideon suddenly decided he wanted her. Now she knew. It made sense. He needed another distraction. She would provide the perfect one. She would be obedient and easy to deal with. She’d proven she would do almost anything for him. All he had to do was screw her every now and then, and she would fall in line.
Anger flooded her system. It warred with the horrible embarrassment she felt. Reid was in on it. He’d been her rock, her closest friend in the world. He’d worked hard to convince her to give Gideon another chance.
“Oh, shit,” she heard Gideon say.
Reid’s head came up. His mouth was swollen and red. He looked stunningly decadent.
“Jessica.” Gideon sat forward trying to right his clothing. There was a panicked look in his eyes.
She shook her head. She didn’t feel panicked at all. She felt old, all of the sudden, like her body weighed more than it did, like it would drag her into the earth. They’d lied to her from the very beginning. “No, don’t worry about me. I understand completely. You know the funny thing is, I wouldn’t have cared. Oh, I would have mourned the loss of both of you to heterosexual females everywhere, but I would have stood by you. How could you lie to me? I thought we were friends.”