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We stepped off the elevator and he punched in the code to unlock the door. While we’d been out, Landon’s men had swept the suite for cameras or recording devices and then kept watch over it in our absence. From what Seth told me, they would do this every time we left. They were good—I hadn’t seen anybody watching us…good or bad. Of course, I seemed to only have eyes for Seth.
“Do you need to rest before we go to the playroom?” he asked, interrupting my thoughts.
“No, Sir,” I answered quickly.
“Go shower and meet me in there in twenty minutes.”
When I started to walk away, he grabbed my upper arm and jerked me back toward him. “Remember, Baker. There’s nobody watching in that room. It’s only us—Dom and sub. At any time you want to stop something, give me your safe word. I need to learn what you’re going to be comfortable or uncomfortable with before we visit Javier’s club again. Understood?”
“Yes, Sir,” I answered. He’d just made it perfectly clear. His words reminded me that this was nothing more than a job to him.
With my chin up, I spun around and left him standing there. Fuck him for making me feel like shit for feeling.Chapter 7SethI stood in the entryway, staring at Baker’s ass as he walked away. When he turned into the opening of his bedroom and quietly closed the door, I hissed out a string of curse words. I’d done something to upset him. What had I done? One minute there was a fire in his beautiful blue eyes and the next second, the fire flickered and then dimmed to nothing.
I went over the words in my head. Nothing. What could have upset him about his safety word reminder? I was only trying to take care of him. I was afraid that he, like me, had allowed lines to get blurred. Was his obvious desire to submit forcing him to follow my demands, even if he found them…repulsive?
Fuck no, he’d purred too loud last night.
Continuing to curse, I headed to my own bedroom, showered, dressed in tight leather pants, boots, and added a chest harness that made a crisscross pattern over my upper chest. I dressed the part, but my mind still worried about what had triggered the change in Baker. Had I scared him in the gym? Sure, I’d been fairly explicit when describing what I had planned for him in today’s session, but he’d been turned on to the point that anyone could have seen the outline of his cock through his baggy sweats. If they were partially blind and missed that, they surely wouldn’t have missed the wet spot on the front. He’d been aroused by my dirty talk.
What the fuck happened?
Still pondering the question, I went online to Javier’s club to see if there were any comments, and my eyes widened in disbelief. There were over five hundred comments regarding the scene between Baker and me the previous night. There’d been maybe fifty people in the club and that had led to five hundred comments?
I smiled. This was exactly what Landon had hoped for.
With all the online chit chat regarding the new sub, nabbing Baker would be a wet dream for this guy…whoever he was. I should feel ecstatic—we’d catch the son of a bitch even faster. The problem was, I didn’t want my time with Baker to come to an end.
I was so fucked. Without understanding how I’d managed to let myself fall so far and so fast for a freakin’ straight boy, I headed toward the room we’d designated the playroom.
Inside the makeshift playroom, that was minus three-fourths of my toys, held none of my hand—made sex furniture, and didn’t begin to have proper acoustics for an acceptable sound system…I found the only item that truly mattered—Baker. He was naked and kneeling next to the door. As I looked him over, I noticed most of the tension had left his body. I wasn’t surprised, he truly did enjoy submitting and it calmed his soul.
“You’re a big hit in Javier’s online chat room,” I told him. “You’ve done very well, Baker. I’m pleased with you.”
“Thank you, Sir.” He paused and then quietly added, “I’ve enjoyed myself…immensely.”
I couldn’t stop the smile the words caused to form on my face. “Yes, Baker, so have I,” I told him. “However, after some…explorations last night, it appears that my sub’s ass is a bit tight. The game we played at Javier’s last night will be forgotten and the crowd will be hungry for more. Are you ready to try more?” I bent down in front of him and used the tip of my finger to lift his chin. “How far are you willing to go, Baker?”
He paused, blinked, and answered, “As far as necessary, Sir.”
I chuckled. “I doubt that.” I walked to the center of the room and said, “Crawl to me, Baker.”
