“She’s going to try and cancel.” Nixon looked at Nathan after Kara had left.
“Yeah, I know.”
“I don’t know how much longer I can wait, Nate.”
“You and me both.” Nate sighed in frustration.
“Do you think we could get Emma to help us? Maybe we could ask Mom to invite Emma, Gary, Tank, and Jack to lunch tomorrow, too.”
“No. I don’t think that’s a good idea. We need her to be more comfortable in our presence first. I think Mom will be great with her though. Women are always more open with their own sex than they are with men.”
“So what do we do when she tries to call?” Nix asked.
“Let it go to voice mail of course.”
“And if she just sends a text instead?”
“If she does that I am going to put her over my knee and spank that delectable little ass.”
Nixon hid his smile. Nathan was getting just as impatient as he was. He couldn’t wait for tomorrow because he could see Nathan doing just what he’d threatened. There was no way he or his brother were going to let Kara beg off, even if he had to throw her over his shoulder kicking and screaming. She was going to be at their parents’ ranch for lunch tomorrow and maybe after that they could go for a ride, find a quiet spot, and introduce her into a little more of their kinkier sides.
Nixon rubbed his hands together with anticipation and smiled at Nate. He just hoped their plan to ignore any phone calls or texts from Kara worked. If she wasn’t at home when they went to pick her up, there would be hell to pay.
* * * *
Nixon stared at his phone when it started ringing at ten o’clock Saturday morning. He didn’t have to look at the screen to know it was Kara. He ignored it of course and waited until it rang out before he pulled his cell from his pocket. Yep, it had been her all right, but she hadn’t left a message, thank God.
Not five minutes later Nate’s cell started ringing. Nathan looked at him from his seat next to Nixon on the verandah and took another sip of his coffee. His brother didn’t seem to care that his phone was ringing but Nixon could see the corners of his mouth were a little tighter with tension. When the ringing stopped he too looked at his screen and nodded to him.
“Did she leave a message?”
Just as Nathan finished answering, Nixon’s and Nathan’s cells beeped indicating incoming text messages. Nixon placed his mug on the table between him and his brother and they opened the message.
I’m really sorry to have to cancel, but something has come up. I hope you enjoy the day with your mom. Kara.
“Do you think she’s still at home?” Nixon asked.
Nathan glanced at the time on his cell. It was only five after ten. “I hope so. We need to get going now before she leaves.”
“She only lives fifteen minutes away, Nate.”
“That’s fifteen minutes too far. It will only take her thirty seconds to leave her apartment, get into her car, and drive away.”
Nixon pushed to his feet, locked the front door of the house, and followed Nate to his truck. His brother was right, fifteen minutes was way too far and too long.
Nixon knew when he’d seen Kara’s address on her paperwork that she lived in the rougher part of Tigard, but when he saw how dilapidated the place was he cringed. If he had his way he and Nate would pack her stuff up and move her into the master bedroom at their place but he was sure that would only make Kara distance herself even more. But he was pleased to see that her car was in the parking space outside her apartment.
“Let’s go get our woman,” Nate said in a determined voice and got out of the truck with Nixon following. Nate didn’t pause to take a breath but knocked on her door.
Nixon heard Kara’s light footsteps and then the door swung open. At first she looked surprised to see them and then she looked scared. She opened and closed her mouth a couple of times before snapping it shut with an audible click and her face went from pale to bright red.
When she stepped back at first, Nixon thought she was going to try and close the door. He figured that Nate assumed the same thing because his brother placed his palm on the wood and then gently pushed it inward and he walked inside.
Nixon could see Kara backing up and he wondered if she was scared of them. That thought made him frown and he tuned in to his inner Dom and studied her body language. Although she looked nervous, she didn’t look scared, but when her legs hit the back of the small sofa and she sunk down onto it, she did cross her arms in a defensive move.
“What are you doing here?”
“We told you we’d pick you up,” Nathan said.
Kara licked her lips nervously. “You’re early.”
“And why do you think that is?” Nixon asked.
She nibbled on her lower lip, looked at him then his brother, and back to him before her eyes skittered away. “How do I know?”
Nathan moved closer and then sat on the sofa next to her. Nixon sat on the arm on her other side.
“Maybe because you were trying to cancel. Maybe because we knew if we waited for 11:00 a.m. to arrive, you would have made sure not to be here?”
“Look, I don’t know what you want from me.”
Nixon decided it was his turn to take charge. He tugged on her ponytail and didn’t let go when she turned to face him.
“Now that is an outright lie, honey.”
Kara’s thoughts fled and she hoped her eyes didn’t look like they were bugging out of her head. She drew in a ragged breath, shifted her feet together, and squeezed her thighs, but that didn’t ease the throbbing in her clit. In fact it only seemed to make things more intense. Her panties were soaked through and uncomfortable and she just hoped the two men standing at her sides, holding her hands, couldn’t smell her arousal. How embarrassing would that be?
But it wasn’t just watching the three people in the room that got her libido humming. She was totally aware of the two men holding her hands. There was just something about Nathan and Nixon that drew her to them, and it wasn’t just their good looks or tall, muscular bodies. Although that definitely helped. They were grade-A eye candy and no matter how hard she tried not to look at them, she found her eyes on them over and over again. She’d never been aware of any man in a sexual way before, nor had she ever felt what is was like to be aroused. But she liked it a lot.
Just as she was about to turn to Nathan and ask him a question, the woman moaned. The two Doms were now standing near her hips and the hot wax was dripping closer and closer to the sub’s pussy. Kara held her breath and even though she wanted to drag her eyes away from the scene she couldn’t. Just the thought of having that done to her horrified and fascinated her at the same time. All of a sudden one of the men blew out his candle and reached for something on a small table close to the side of the bench-like bed. But as he turned back to the sub she saw he was holding a cold bottle of water in his hand. He slowly tipped the bottle as he looked at the other Dom. When the Dom with the candle had dripped wax at the top of the subs slit he quickly moved out of the way. The one with the water bottle drizzled the cold liquid directly on the sub’s clit. The sub screamed with pleasure, her whole body shaking and jerking as she climaxed.
The moan that had been building in Kara’s throat escaped, coming out sounding like a needy whimper. Nixon released her hand and spun in front of her at the same time Nathan let go of her other hand and moved behind her. Nathan wrapped an arm around her waist, pulled her back against his front and cupped her breast. Just as she gasped in a lungful of air, Nixon leaned down and started kissing her. His tongue pushed into her mouth just as a hand cupped her pussy. Nathan pinched first one nipple and then the other.
“Come, Kara.” Nathan’s deep voice commanding that she come sent her whole body in paroxysms of rapture she could never have imagined in her whole life. Her pussy clenched and released and more cream wept onto her already sodden undies. Her cry was muffled by Nixon’s mouth as he kissed her deeply, passionately, but all the while his hand cupped, massaged and stroked her pussy through her jeans. The shudders wracking her body were never ending and just as they started to wane, Nixon pushed the heel of his hand over her clit and rubbed harder.
“Again.” Nathan’s voice sounded hoarse. “Come again, sub.”
It was as if she had no control over her own body. She came again. The second climax was more powerful than the first and she jerked in Nathan’s hold, her knees buckling from beneath her. If Nathan hadn’t had his arm around her waist she would have ended up slumping to the floor.
She whimpered when Nixon’s hand left her mound and then gasped in air when he lifted his mouth from hers. Kara couldn’t believe what she’d just done. What she’d let Nathan and Nixon do to her. She wanted to push out of their arms and run but her legs were still quivering and she didn’t think they would hold her if she tried to walk away.
When Nathan swept her up off her feet, she squeaked with surprise but she kept her eyes closed. There was no way she could look them in the eye after what had just happened.
Kara had made a vow to herself when she was fifteen years old and she had just broken that vow. She’d made a promise to herself to never get involved with the opposite sex in any way shape or form. After what she’d found out about her mother and how she was conceived, she’d known there was no way she could ever trust a man.
What the hell have I done?
Nathan sat down and placed her on his lap. Her face was so hot she knew it would probably rival a tomato. Her body was shaking but this time with embarrassment and anger at herself. She wanted to hightail it out of this club, get in her car, and never look back.
How the fucking hell am I supposed to face them? I am supposed to be working for them soon. Maybe they were testing me to see if I was a slut. Will they fire me before I’ve even started working for them? Will they still want me after the way I just behaved? Oh. My. God. What am I going to do?