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Mason. “Look at what you’ve got, why don’t cha? You end up with the cream of the
crop and you’re still looking to sow wild oats. Marcy, I’ll never understand you,
woman. One of these days, you’re gonna wish you had what Pete and I have.”
And with that she was gone.
Marcy sighed. “No, Melissa, that’s one thing I hope I never have. I don’t want a
man like Pete.”
Mason studied her. “How come you didn’t tell her the truth?”
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“What was the truth?”
“You tell me,” he said, stepping into her.
“The truth is something she doesn’t need to know.”
“Which is?” Mason pressed for answers.
“That her husband will go to his grave loving her and craving me.”
“Cocky little thing, aren’t you?”
“I’m being honest. We were young lovers, Mason. And sometimes it’s hard to
forget the wild and careless ways young lovers play. Pete doesn’t want me. Pete wanted
what we once had and I can’t give him that. No one can. Why tell Melissa that I almost
took him back to relive the past when nothing happened and the past doesn’t exist
anymore? Why ruin their marriage? That’s not who I am now.”
“Were you at one time?”.
“Sure,” she replied, shrugging. “And a lot of good it did me. The women feared me
and the men wanted me but look where it got me? I’m all alone.”
“You’re not alone, sweetheart,” Mason assured her, his lips smothering hers. When
their kiss broke, he said, “But you are in trouble. I’m afraid I need to punish you.”
“What?”
“You didn’t call me sir and, well, the fellows said during your training there are no
exceptions. You have to learn to show us some respect.”
“Are you kidding me?”
“No, subbie. I’m not.” He picked her up and carried her to the office. Once there, he
stuck her in a corner and let her sniff the cobwebs for a while.
“How long do I have to stand here?”
“Until you tell me everything that happened between you and Pete.”
“When, years ago?”
“Yes.”
“What’s it matter?”
“I need to decide whether or not he’s allowed at the grand opening of Deliberation
Plantation.”
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Marcy turned around. “Of course he’ll come. Melissa and Pete were always here
back in the day.”
Mason used his forefinger and middle finger in a circular rotation. “Corner, Marcy.
We can talk like this until you’ve learned your lesson.”
“Yes, sir!”
Mason laughed. “Okay, I’ll accept that. Turn around here and tell me about Pete.”
“What would you like to know, sir?”
“You can drop the sir until we’re done. Just confess everything. Don’t leave
anything out.”
“I fucked him.”
“I got that part,” Mason said, his cheeks turning redder by the second.
“That was before I knew you and besides, why are you so jealous all of a sudden? I
thought you could take me or leave me.”
Mason grabbed her and pulled her against him. “You’re growing on me.”
She felt his heavy erection puncturing the space between her thighs. “Oh yeah?”
“Yeah,” he said, smoothing his lips across hers. “Quickly.”
“What do you say we find a better place to plant that long stem of yours?”
He snickered. “I’d say okay if the others were here.”
“You mean you won’t fuck me unless they’re around?”
“You have to ask for their permission.”
“What?”
“You heard me, Marcy. It’s the way things are now. Go find the others and see if
they agree. Oh and before you get a wild hair and decide to forget about it or maybe
redirect your focus and go jump one of the others, we’ve all made that agreement
today. If you fuck one of us, permission must be granted first and if you don’t seek
permission after you’ve been told to find it, you’ll be punished.
“Now, run on along and find the guys. After you get their consent, come find me.
I’ll be waiting, so hurry.”
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Chapter Fifteen
Marcy stomped inside. She was insane for going along with this. She should’ve
been concentrating on getting the ranch ready for her grand opening. Instead, she was
playing house with four cocky cowboys who wanted nothing more than to deliberately
drive her crazy. She rushed through the foyer and climbed the stairs.
She’d show them. She’d show them exactly what it meant to take control in her
home.
She marched past the bathroom and caught a glimpse of Kemper shaving. “Where
are you off to?”
“I’m busy,” she grumbled.
“Marcy?” he called out.
She stopped, turned, and glared at Kemper. “What?”
He made this clucking sound. “I think you mean, ‘what can I do for you, sir,’ isn’t
that about right?”
Marcy narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips. “What do you need, sir?” And she
was tired of this game.
“Don’t you want to ask me something?”
“No, sir. I don’t.”
“You can, you know. All you have to do is ask.”
“Okay, fine. Can I have permission to fuck you and Mason?”
Kemper’s lips curved in a smile. “Why sure, hon. Who goes first?”
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“At this point, believe me, I don’t care,” she muttered, thinking this little trick of
requesting permission was equivalent to personal torture rather than foreplay. Shit, she
should’ve gone into her room and retrieved her vibrator. An adult toy at least delivered
on contact and so far she’d encountered two men who were determined to send her on
a wild goose chase.
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