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“This.” He put his hand on her upper back, pushing her forward so she was bent at the waist over the counter.
When he flipped up her skirt, her breath hitched.
“I thought we didn’t have time for this?” Her voice came out breathy and flirtatious, rather than challenging, the way she’d meant it to. Dammit. That was the effect he had on her.
His blue eyes flashed at her in the mirror as he glanced up from looking down at her ass.
“We have time for this.” He smiled as he held up his other hand, fingers on the base of a thick black plug that was already shiny with lubrication. Rae made a sound of protest. “This is what you get for calling me an asshole.”
Something in my asshole. Of course.
No wonder he was smiling that way. The jerk was probably appreciating the devious symmetry of the punishment.
Tugging her underwear halfway down her thighs, he left them there, leaving her bottom totally exposed while she was still mostly dressed. There was something about having her underwear only partially off that made her feel more exposed than if she was completely naked.
The tip of the plug probed her tight opening, and Rae gasped, closing her eyes against having to watch her own expression as it was inserted. She was sure Brian was, his gaze flicking back and forth between the plug slowly pushing into her and watching her in the mirror. It wasn’t an overly large plug, but it was definitely big enough, she was going to feel it all night.
Sitting for dinner was going to be interesting.
The long, slow stretch of her hole had her panting as her body adjusted. She felt her face screw up, nose wrinkling, as it reached the thickest part, and she cried out at the sharp pang. Rather than pulling away and thrusting back in, Brian pushed the plug forward, and it slid inside her, the tight ring of her muscle snapping shut around the stem between the base and the bulb.
Rae moaned, panting again and shuddering as the plug settled inside her.
It felt incredibly full.
Since joining Marquis and Stronghold, she’d become far more used to anal play, but it always did something to her. Made her feel more submissive. More vulnerable. She liked the sting, the ache… she liked the feeling of taking it in order to pleasure her partner.
At first, she’d felt like that made her a bad feminist, but Domi had pointed out that feminism was about giving women the choice to do what they wanted. So, really, she was taking a butt plug for feminism.
This is what you’re going to think about while you’re plugged? Really?
Yup.
“Good girl.” Brian patted her bottom before pulling her underwear up, both acts making her feel extra breathless and submissive. At this point, she wasn’t sure she was ever going to get enough air in her lungs again.
Rae opened her eyes, pushing herself up as she did so. The plug shifted inside her and she made a face, well aware of Brian’s gaze on her, enjoying the changes in her expression, reading her body language far too accurately for comfort. When she met his gaze in the mirror, he looked so smug, she’d want to kick him… if she didn’t want his dick so bad.
Brian
Tonight, the guys and the girls were eating dinner separately, which Brian would have found a relief under normal circumstances. Normal circumstances being when he and Rae weren’t hooking up.
Now, it made him antsy.
Though he did like to think of her plugged, constantly thinking about him and internally cursing him as she shifted around, trying to get a comfortable seat… and him not even available for her to glare at. He wondered if the other women would notice.
No, don’t go there. That wouldn’t be a good thing.
“So, I got a call from Olivia today,” Law said, interrupting Brian’s errant thoughts and bringing him back to the dinner table. Down the table, Kincaid’s head jerked up to look at Law. He and Zach were sitting on opposite sides of the table rather than next to each other, which didn’t necessarily mean anything but also might not mean anything good. Olivia was the manager of Marquis, where Law sometimes taught classes.
“Is everything okay with Cassidy?” Kincaid asked immediately. Even though he’d left the force, Brian knew Kincaid had been keeping tabs on the submissive who’d escaped her abusive Dom. Unfortunately, he’d started showing up in Cassidy’s life again recently—at least, they were pretty sure it was him leaving threatening notes for her.
Law grimaced. He’d been injured after helping kick Cassidy’s ex out of Stronghold. The other man had run his car into Law’s on his way out of the parking lot.
“Yes and no. Olivia did tell me that Cassidy has received a few more threatening notes, but no one can prove they’re from that asshole, Don.” Law shook his head. “She’s getting nervous. I think Patrick might suggest moving her soon if Don doesn’t cut it out, but she’ll have to agree.”
“That might be for the best,” Nick said quietly, shaking his head. “Considering that asshole just keeps popping up, I don’t think he’s going to go away. She might need to be the one to get away. Which sucks.”
“It does. But I think Patrick might send her to his cousin, who can definitely protect her.” Law sighed. “The other issue is that Julie might need some protecting.”
