excessive or overbearing.”
Before she could speak, he placed one finger over her mouth. “What I am is a Dominant, which refers to the top position in a Dominant-submissive relationship.”
“Is that one of those weird kinky sex things?” Jillian asked.
Robert bit back his laughter and his response as he stepped to the side and let David move in. David had grabbed a blood pressure cuff and both their stethoscopes, and he proceeded to take her blood pressure.
“BP’s okay,” his brother said after a few moments.
“I told you I was fine.” Jillian had put a bit of a pout into that last sentence which told him she was nearly recovered from her “run.”
“Well, your blood pressure is, anyway,” David said.
Robert had taken up his own stethoscope and used it to listen to her heart. His right hand took hold of her right wrist, and he measured her pulse. He could hear no murmurs, and her heart rate was leveling out after the exercise.
He set the scope aside, and then maneuvered so that he made a place for himself between her legs.
“Do you recall passing us, Jillian? We were right outside, on the front lawn. David was stretching, getting ready for his own run. I was watering the flower bed. You jogged past us and didn’t even respond when we called out to you.”
“You’re being all bossy and domineering because I ignored you? Because I didn’t say ‘hello’ back?” She managed to make his concerns sound petty, when he knew they weren’t.
It was time to stop pulling his punches. “You didn’t ignore us, Jillian. You flat out didn’t see us or hear us. You’d escaped. You went to that place you can only find when you push yourself to the limit, when the pain bites down and takes hold of you. It’s got a name, did you know that? It’s called ‘sub-space.’ You could have run out into the street in front of a fucking semi and wouldn’t have even known what you were doing.” Okay, maybe I haven’t completely gotten my temper under control.
“I knew what I was doing. You just don’t understand the way it is.” But the wispy quality of her voice told him she did know what she’d done, and that maybe this time she’d pushed herself a little further than she’d meant to.
“I do understand. It’s going to be our goal, David’s and mine, to see to it that you eventually get to a place where you’ll need that kind of escape only on very rare occasions—not only that, but when you do need it, you’ll come to us and let us help you get there. But for right now, we’re going to do what we can to counteract the abuse you just subjected yourself to. First a hot shower, then the hot tub, and finally we’ll massage the muscles in your legs. If we’re lucky, you won’t end up with cramps and strains and walking, for a week, like an arthritic old woman.”
She looked at him, her gaze solid as if she could see right through him. He wasn’t fooled for one moment. She was gathering all the available information, sifting through it, and thinking .
Robert suspected she was really very good at thinking.
He knew she had it when outrage lit her face and she gasped. “You called me your sub!”
“No, I called you ‘my sweet little sub,’ but I should have been more specific. You’re not just my sub, Jillian. You’re David’s sub, too.”
“Congratulations, love. You’ve got yourself not one, but two, fairly well-trained masters.” David’s grin seemed completely overdone under the circumstances, even for him. But Robert was grateful for it, because that smile of his brother’s certainly distracted Jillian.
Rolling the dice and taking a huge gamble, Robert reached out and grabbed hold of the hem of her T-shirt.
Then he whisked the garment right off her unresisting body.
* * * *
Jillian didn’t know what shocked her more—David’s outrageous words, Robert’s outrageous actions, or the fact that somewhere deep inside of her she could hear the opening strains of the
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