13 REECEI woke up the last three mornings with my hand under the sheets, stroking my c**k while I dreamed of being buried inside of Macey. Maybe I just needed to do it – get her alone, and get her out of my system once and for all. That would fix this s**t. Then again, maybe I’m just lying to myself.
“Reece?” Oliver asks, poking his head inside my office, and pulling me from my thoughts.
“Yeah?” I glance up from my desk and my neck cracks. I haven’t spoken to him in days – not since that showdown at the engagement party where he called me out.
“There are two new submissives here – smokin’ hot too – who are asking to see Reece Jackson. You want me to call upstairs and have your private room prepared for a ménage scene?”
Normally the idea of two beautiful woman willing to submit to me wo
