Daddy Dominant's Good Girl
Ellis said before taking a long sip of wine, as I choked on my Rose.
Paul patted my back, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine," I assured, holding up a hand. Ellis was clearly trying to mark his territory and Paul was trying to defend some claim to me. It was humiliating being stuck in the middle.
"Your left arm seems to get a good workout," Ellis sneered. I nearly choked again. It was true, Paul's left bicep did seem to bulge out of his dress shirt more than his right. Paul avoided addressing that statement.