"Wait! Vegas! Cu-mmph!" Pete couldn't believe he'd really tried to use their safe word. That he'd tried and Vegas flat out hadn't even tried to listen to him. He wasn't listening at all and that was terrifying. Pete's eyes went wide as he struggled on the bed, not able to get the cloth out of his mouth.

This had gone so wrong. He wanted to punch sense into his idiot of a husband. Just one solid thwack to his jaw. That would do it, he was sure. But he had to free himself from the belt first and that would take a little time if he wanted to do it without being noticed to avoid being stopped.