were the days, huh? We could have it again if we wanted, now that we’re both about to be unattached.”
“Don’t fucking remind me,” Max said, frowning and glancing with venom at the sheaf of papers on the counter.
Ignoring him, Rick continued. “Aurora was a woman — not much older than you — who we took under our wing. Things didn’t go too well with her, though.”
“She could never follow the rules,” Max said. “It wasn’t just about pleasure, Casey. It was also a job for us. There are right ways and wrong ways to approach the lifestyle and she had all the wrong ideas. We tried …”
“But we couldn’t turn her around,” Rick finished. “She left and sort of dropped off the map for awhile. When we found her again we were way too late.”
“What happened to her?” I asked, instinctively covering my breasts in light of the serious turn the conversation had taken. A draft came through from the screen door and blew up my nighty at the same time, completely contradicting my urge for modesty.
Rick’s eyes flicked to my exposed, naked hips and his eyebrows twitched. He blinked a couple times and coughed. “Uh … um, institutionalized. Bipolar disorder apparently, probably not much we could have done to help that, but she’d obviously been abused since we’d seen her.”
“She hooked up with a sketchy Dom after she left us,” Max said. “Not someone who was sanctioned by Lola’s club. We know others, though, Case. I’m not going to just let you figure this out on your own. There’s the right Dom out there for you. I’ll help you find one.”
Rick made a low noise in his throat, probably in response to the angry look I shot at Max.
“I don’t want someone else. I want you. Or … or Rick. I trust both of you.”
“That part was obvious,” Rick said with a grin. “I can’t imagine you’d hang out half naked in a room with two men you didn’t trust.”
Max shot Rick a glare and was rewarded with a helpless shrug. He remained silent, deliberating. I hated this part because it usually meant I’d end up having to make some stupid compromise at the end.
“All right,” Max said, standing again. He crossed his arms and gave me an almost stern look. If I hadn’t seen the corners of his mouth twitch, I might have taken the look seriously. As it was, he looked like he was about to start a game that he knew he would win, but Max had always been more about playing the game.
“Really?” I asked, smiling broadly.
“As long as I have help, if that’s all right with the two of you. I’d be more comfortable if Rick was involved. To keep me honest.” He dropped his arms and stepped toward me. “If we’re going to do this, baby, we’re doing it right, but I won’t lie to you. You mean the world to me. I got carried away last night and I can’t let that happen again.”
I gazed up at him, entranced by the intensity in his eyes. He raised a hand and brushed a knuckle lightly down my cheek. My eyelids fluttered closed in response to the sensation and I let out a slow exhalation when his thumb caressed my lower lip.
Warm skin grazed against the front of my body as he shifted his hand to the back of my neck and pulled me close. His mouth descended to mine, his tongue warm and wet between my lips. I opened up to him with a small moan. God, how much I wanted this. More of what I’d only had a taste of so far.
Rick’s throat cleared and his hand rested on the bare skin of my shoulders from behind. “Remember why we’re here, man,” Rick said.
Max pulled away with a tiny sound of regret. “Yeah. We have work to do, don’t we Casey? You need to learn how to follow the rules, first of all. I think you forgot something when you got dressed this morning.”
His hands slid down my back, caressing gently over the round contour of my ass. One hand shoved the hem of my nighty up and abruptly he lifted the other hand and brought it down in a loud smack against my flesh. I jumped and