Fucking hell.
I nodded. “All right, then.” I stepped back a couple of feet. “The next position is Inspect. You’ll be naked for this one.”
Granted, I wasn’t sure I was going to survive it, but hey, I’d die a happy fucking man.
TEN
EDGE
I HONESTLY HADN’T INTENDED FOR MY COMMENT to redirect Jamie’s intentions in anyway. However, I had to say I was rather pleased with her decision to perform her submissive duties completely. It said a lot about her desire to please. And though I didn’t think she was doing this for the right reasons, I got the impression she was the all-in type, wanting the full experience when she committed to something.
I doubted she realized this was as much of a test of our willpower as it was hers. Seeing her in the corset at the club had been difficult. Seeing her in her panties and tank top in my living room had been trying. Seeing her naked … yeah, that was going to be painful.
But I would endure, and I knew Cav would as well. A man could not call himself a Dominant if he didn’t have complete self-control. Didn’t mean it couldn’t waver, a Dom simply couldn’t succumb to the temptation without careful consideration.
Neither of us said anything as Jamie slowly removed her tank top first, followed by the white polka-dotted bra that matched her panties. Although she was doing rather well to hide her modesty, I could sense it. Her need to push forward and do things that weren’t necessarily within her comfort zone was a trait I admired about her, one I admired in all submissives.
“As you might’ve determined by the name of the position, there is a reason for it.”
I observed as Cav positioned her into the Inspect pose. Standing tall, feet flat, legs wide, hands behind her neck, elbows pointed out, chest thrust forward.
“In this position, you will keep your eyes on your Dominant,” Cav instructed.
Jamie’s eyes shot to his face.
“As I said, you’ll pay close attention to the angles of your limbs. Your goal is to please your Dominant and you keep this in mind with everything you do.”
My dick hardened as Cav stepped up, placed his hand on her chest, and slowly trailed his fingers downward. It was obvious he was crossing the line between training and seducing the woman, but I wasn’t sure which was having more of an impact on her. Jamie’s nipples pebbled tightly and her breathing increased.
When his hands slid down over her stomach, stopping a few inches shy of her pelvic bone, I found myself holding my breath. I wanted to put my lips there, to see if her skin was as smooth as it looked.
Feeling the need to reel this back in, I cleared my throat. “Just to clarify, when it comes to Master/slave roles, the training is far more intense. Slaves are taught when to assume these positions based on their Master’s desires. For instance, some Masters require their slaves to assume the Present position when he enters or leaves the room.”
“Is this something you require, Professor?”
“No,” we stated in unison.
Jamie remained where she was but offered a slight nod of understanding.
“Remember the other night when we were in my truck?”
My attention shot to Cav, the words he spoke. I had yet to hear this story, but based on his tone, it sounded … interesting.
“Yes, Professor.”
I narrowed my eyes, waiting for what came next.
“When you called me a tease?”
“Yes, Professor.”
“Why did she call you a tease?” I asked, not caring that I was overstepping here.
Cav moved around behind Jamie, his eyes meeting mine over her shoulder. “Explain to Edge what we were doing, cupcake.”
Jamie’s eyes were hot, her chest expanding faster now. “We were making out.”
“Making out?” I couldn’t hide the anger.
“Yes, Professor.” Her eyes remained locked on my face.
“Tell him what I did,” Cav whispered, his hands sliding up over her flat stomach, stopping just shy of cupping her breasts.
“He teased my breast with his mouth,” she said on a rush of air.
“Did you enjoy it?”
“Yes, Professor. Right up until he stopped suddenly.”
“That’s when she called me a tease,” Cav explained, using his hands to lower Jamie’s arms down to her sides. “Had that been at the club, I would’ve insisted you get into one of the two punishment positions I prefer. We’ve already determined they both require you to be naked.”
He cut his gaze to mine, but it didn’t linger.
“Anytime you take one of these two positions, at least for me, you’ll know you’ve earned punishment of some sort.”
“Like when I call you a tease?”
“Yes, cupcake. Like that.”
There was a hint of a smile, but she hid it quickly.
As she stood there, Cav’s hands once again trailed up her stomach, this time successfully curving over her breasts. His movements held my attention, especially when he used his forefingers and thumbs to pinch her beautiful nipples.
