I open my eyes and adjust to the light.
I look up and see a pair of green and a pair of blue eyes staring back at me.
"Good morning sweetie," Kai smiles, leaning forward to kiss my forhead.
"Were you guys awake the whole time?" I ask, looking between them.
"Yes baby, we were. We didn't get tired out," He chuckles a little at his joke.
I swat him.
"What time is it?" I wonder.
"4:45." Kai responds, checking his phone.
"I gotta get up and get ready! It takes what..45 minutes to get there?" I shoot up and ask.
"Yeah about, I want to leave at about 5:30, 5:40 the latest," Dalton responds.
We're going to Dalton's house again.
I run out of the room into the closet.
"Look at her," Kai says, laughing at me.
I laugh to myself as I pick an outfit. I settle on a sweater with a skirt, tights to go underneath to keep me warm in the fall weather. The sweater is beige, so I settle on some white leg warmers to go with it.
I stick my head out.
"How nice should I look?" I yell out.
"Like you're going to a little fancy restaurant I'd say," Kai yells back.
This helps me settle on a pair of Mary Jane heels. Next, lingerie. A lace bra catches my eye. It is white, lined with flowers. The matching underwear is a g-string. It comes with a garter belt that come up over my waist and down both thighs.
I run out of the closet, shoes in hand.
"Close your eyes, don't look!" I shout.
I hear both of them snap their hands to their eyes and laugh.
I sit at the bathroom and begin my hair and makeup.
About 30 minutes later, I stand up. Looking in the mirror, I situate the white bow in my half-up half-down. I scavenge in my jewlery box to find a couple silver rings to match the silver necklace I was already given by the boys. My makeup is normal, as I would going on a date.
I bend down and step into my heels and situate the leg warmers over them.
"Ok! Are you ready?" I peek through the door.
"Yes," They say in unison.
I step out, their eye rake over my body. Then, to give them the whole image, I turn to give them a 360.
"Baby you look-"
"Sweetie oh my-"
They both start to say.
"Baby, you're gorgeous," Dalton stands up.
"The prettiest," Kai says, walking towards me.
Only then do I notice them, both in black button up shirts and navy shirts. Chains peaking through the unbottoned top of their shirts.
I'm almost drooling. The tension can be cut with a knife.
Dalton is the first to break, "I've ordered us a car."
I look over at the time, 5:27. I sigh at the lack of time for some fun.
I walk over to my vanity and grab my small black back and then turn unplug my phone, stuffing it into the bag. Then, I look at both of them, nodding that I'm ready.
YOU ARE READING
Perfect Submission
AléatoireDalton Scott craved control, and he always got it. Kyra Holmes had control in every aspect of her life, she wanted submission. What happens when another man enters the relationship? The Perfect Submission.