Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 63970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63970 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 320(@200wpm)___ 256(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
The one not holding the mask sighed as though they’d been over this a hundred times. “This is going to force the sub to get to know you and not just fall at your feet because you’re too pretty for words. And if you don’t want to play, there’s the door, buddy. Feel free to walk right out. If you decide to stay, you have to follow the rules. Don’t embarrass me.”
The huffy twin—who was definitely Michael—stalked away and he was left staring at a man with a completely familiar look on his face. Jared knew the look because he’d seen it in the mirror about a thousand times. “Brother trouble?”
The dark-haired man with emerald green eyes sighed and put the mask down. He was already in a set of leathers, his broad chest covered in a vest. “Yeah. I thought this could be something we could do together. How stupid is that? Brotherly activities should include golf or watching baseball. When we were growing up, we rode horses together. Now if I want to spend time with my brother, I have to spank ladies.”
He knew this well. “I got started in the lifestyle because my brother was involved, too. How do you actually feel about D/s? If you’re not invested, you might think about not going forward. The subs here are invested in this, even if it’s only for play.”
“I wasn’t saying I didn’t take it seriously. If anything, my brother doesn’t take me seriously.”
He knew how that went, too. “You younger or older?”
Not that he supposed it meant much with twins.
“I’m two minutes older than he is.”
“I’m a couple of years younger than mine and he definitely doesn’t take me seriously. Well, he does now, I guess. What I’m saying is we’re better now. Closer now. I didn’t know Michael had a twin.” He’d met Michael Malone back when he’d been doing research for the movie he hadn’t made. It was sad that he could think of more projects he hadn’t done than ones he had to look forward to.
The man held out of a hand. “JT Malone.”
“Jared Ferguson.” He probably should have called himself Master J since he intended to go by the name for the next three days, but somehow he didn’t want to be anyone but himself right now. It was odd since he’d spent so much time running away from Jared John Ferguson, the boy who’d spent most of his life fucking everything up. It was funny how his most horrific fuckup had finally led him back to his family.
“Ferguson? Like Kai?” JT asked.
Jared chuckled at the irony. “Kai’s my brother.”
“Well, it’s good to know I’m not alone.” JT leaned against the locker. “I’m wondering if I should even be here at all. I do like the lifestyle. There’s something easy about it. Everyone puts the rules on the table, and you have to talk about what you need. The talking part sucks. But having a woman tell me flat out what she needs and wants, that is refreshing.”
“If you like the lifestyle, then stay. You never know. You might find that bond you need with your brother. I did. I learned more about my brother by figuring out D/s than I ever would if I’d stayed in the vanilla world.”
A wistful smile crossed his face. “I used to think I knew everything there was to know about my brother. Maybe it’s time I gave him some space. When we got out of college, I thought we would help our father run the family business. He went into the Navy. He didn’t tell me until the night before he left for Great Lakes.”
They had a lot in common. “Mine went Army. Our mom had just passed away and he decided that would be the best way to take care of me. He left me with an aunt and sent back money. I would have done just about anything to have had my brother instead of the money. But we’re good now. He didn’t do it to hurt me, though I do think there was a part of him that wanted out of the situation.”
“I’m pretty sure Michael went into the Navy to get away from me or to get out from under the big old umbrella that came with our name. Our family runs a large oil company. It can be a lot of pressure. I always wanted it. He never did. Now I would give anything to feel like I had a brother at all.” He sighed and stood up, reaching for the mask. “I think I’ll give him some time. But that doesn’t mean I can’t play. I was joking about the mask. The truth is I’m a little intrigued at the idea of what a woman would think of me if she didn’t see this gorgeous face of mine or know what my name is. Maybe I’ll give baby brother a wide berth and start doing this just for me.”