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“It already has me.” He shuddered and blanched.
After two more trips, the SUV had finally been unloaded. By then, half a dozen subs from the club had arrived, bringing balloons and a humongous penis sheet cake. I was excited when I discovered Julianna had brought several bolts of burgundy and cream fabric. After Trevor borrowed a couple ladders from Scotty, I draped and tacked the material from the rafters.
In between tasks, I snuck a couple more glances at my cell phone, hoping for a text, but there was no communication from Joshua. Inwardly chiding myself for behaving like an adolescent teen, I decided to simply turn the damn thing off and be done with it. So I did, at least for a little while.
Someone let out a squeal as a group of subs clustered around Trevor while he hung a poster of a male fitness model on the wall. Either he or Julianna had printed ‘Pin The Junk On The Dom’ at the top of the image, and it was then I noticed the poor man’s cock had been photo shopped out of the picture. I could only imagine what pictures had been designed to pin on the poster.
Laughter was plenty, and the submissive stories swapped were educational, but with them the pangs of longing surfaced, along with the memories of submission Joshua had brought to life inside me. Rubbing my palm over the phone in my pocket, I resisted the urge.
Savannah delegated duties while orchestrating the controlled chaos. While Trevor and a few of the subs hung streamers, I slipped out to use the ladies’ room.
Once finished, I washed my hands and begrudgingly turned on my phone to check for messages and frowned. Deciding to put the device on vibrate, I shoved it back in my pocket before pulling open the door.
Scotty stood, leaning against the wall in the narrow corridor, wearing a seductive grin. I yelped in surprise as a shot of adrenaline spiked within me.
“Sorry, gorgeous. I didn’t mean to startle you.”
“You did,” I gasped, placing a palm on my chest, trying to steady my breathing.
“I just needed to know,” he murmured before stepping forward. Extending his arm, Scotty placed his open hand on the wall, trapping me in before leaning in close.
“Know what?” A wave of claustrophobia stilled the air in my lungs.
“If you taste as good as you look,” he murmured.
Before I could duck beneath his arm and make an escape, his lips latched onto mine. Ewww. No. Tensing, I placed my hands on his chest and pushed him back.
“Scotty…I can’t do this,” I gasped as heat rose on my cheeks. “I’m…”
“Whoa. Damn, Mellie, I…” he stammered, clearly embarrassed. “I didn’t mean to come on like a horny schoolboy. I thought…”
“It’s not you, Scotty. It’s me. I’m not looking for…”
“Yeah, I can see that now. I’m sorry, Mellie. I totally misread your body language the other night. Shit. My apologies.”
“No apology necessary, Scotty. I…it’s just that things have changed.”
“Wow. That sure didn’t take long.” He issued a soft chuckle, then lowered his arm. “But then, I’m not surprised. You’re a beautiful woman. Who’s the lucky man?”
“Ah, it’s not important,” I stammered. “If you’ll please excuse me, I need to get back.”
Scurrying away like a coward, I raced back toward the party room. I’d never turned tail and run from a man in my life…well, except for Joshua—and Scotty now, too. Something was wrong. Terribly wrong.
Dammit, Joshua. If you’ve ruined me for other men, I’m going to hunt you down and cut off that massive, amazing cock of yours. Shit, this can’t be happening to me. It just can’t. Son of a bitch!
I raced back into the room, frazzled and panicked. Savannah blinked as a look of worry swiftly fixed over her face.
Raising my palm in surrender, I shook my head. She issued a heavy sigh, rolling her eyes and shrugging before plucking several tubes of lube from one of the boxes.
Guilt sluiced through me. Aside from Davis Walker’s crushing humiliation, I hadn’t kept many secrets from my sister. Yet over the past twenty-four hours, I’d unintentionally walled her out from my emotions.
No more. After all you two have been through, you can’t shut her out.
I decided that after the party, I would sit my sister down and have a nice long heart-to-heart. Hopefully, she would help me figure out how I’d gotten so twisted up over a simple romp in the sack with a man I barely knew. So, why didn’t it feel simple? And where was the fallout of guilt for my shameful behavior? When was that ugliness going to show up? Everything after my encounter with Joshua felt wrong. Not in a bad way, but in a pull your hair out and scream like a crazy woman sort of way. It was pointless to waste my brain cells on a man I’d probably never hear from again.
A few hours later, the room looked festive and bright. All the guests had arrived, all except Leagh. With one last item on our to-do-list, Savannah struggled to lift the massive butt plug out of the box before heaving it onto the table.
“The pièce de résistance, and centerpiece for our guest of honor,” Sanna laughed with a sweep of her hand. “May I present: ‘Monster Plug from Hell.’”
