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My face flames and I wish I had a drink to focus on. But I don’t, so I swallow hard and take a deep breath. “I have to give Goddess half a dozen orgasms with my tongue before I can have another orgasm. And even if I do that, Master could still decide that I don’t get to come because I’ve given him complete control of my pleasure.”

Lili leans forward and picks up my hand then places it on her thigh, just below her hemline. “And how many times have you made me come on your face?”

“Three, Goddess. I still owe you three more.”

“Oh my,” Zara exclaims. “You two certainly have a fun night ahead of you. I should let you be alone and find my husband.”

Chapter 7

Lili

It’sheartwarmingtohearthat Victor wants to give Grace a collar, and I’m so thrilled for both of them. I don’t know a lot about collars, but I know it’s a significant step in a power exchange relationship. Despite the conversation Victor had with me upon arriving at the club this afternoon, I can’t help but wonder exactly how I fit into their lives.

Am I making a mistake that I can’t see because of the dramatic way my marriage is ending? Would I be better off on my own for a little while so I can find myself? The fact that I am having achallenging time articulating the role I want to play in Grace and Victor’s lives could be a sign that I’m not sure what I want.

“Where did your head go?” Grace’s question snaps me out of my thought spiral, and I brush her hair back from her face as we lie side by side on a thick floor mat in Victor’s play space.

“Just thinking about the future and everything that still has to happen. My divorce papers still aren’t filed. As soon as she wakes up, and she fucking has to wake up, I want to talk with Trinity Novak and express my sincere regret that she got caught up in all of this. And I need to figure out how to handle my own family. I’m sure they are going out of their minds trying to figure out what’s going on.

Grace puts a hand on my shoulder and breathes deep. “Breathe with me, Goddess?”

I smile and match her inhales and exhales for several breaths. It helps, and my mind is much calmer. I lean in and kiss her gently. “Thank you, lover. Sorry to put a damper on the fun we’ve been having.”

Grace blushes. “It’s OK. I needed a break anyway.”

“I suppose giving me four orgasms is worthy of a break. Only two to go before we find out if Victor is going to let you come or not.”

Grace groans. “God, I hope he does. I’m out of my mind with how horny I am.”

“Do you think he would deny you? Is that a thing you’re actually worried about.”

Her face scrunches up in a way that makes me laugh. “He definitely would if he’s feeling sadistic enough. This is the first time I’ve played with denial with him, so I don’t know how far he’ll take it.”

“Would you safeword to get an orgasm?”

Her mouth drops open. “I didn’t even imagine that as an option. A safeword is something I only use when I really can’thandle what’s happening. It wouldn’t be right to use it to get relief from being horny.”

I laugh as she works through the logic. “I was kidding, Grace. But we should talk about why even the idea of disappointing Victor sends you into a panic.”

Grace frowns. “I’ve never seen it that way. It does make me queasy to think about disobeying him. But not because I’m afraid of him. I’ve committed to being his submissive, and I take pride in my place at his feet and at his side. He’s never given me any reason not to want to please him.”

“That I believe. Just make sure you’re living for yourself and not just someone else’s approval, OK? That’s important.”

“Yes, Goddess.”

I reach for my phone out of habit, but Owen still has it, so I glance around the room for the clock on the far side of the space.

“Shit. It’s later than I thought. I’m supposed to be part of the greeting team tonight.

I sit up and pass her the dress I peeled off of her an hour ago while we were making love. She spent a lot more time between my thighs, and I spent time kissing and nipping at every inch of her body. Every time I got near her pussy, she begged me not to touch her for fear she would fail her mission of not coming until Victor gave permission.

When she’s dressed, we both stand, and I walk with her to Victor’s office where two other submissives in black outfits are standing outside the door.

“Master Victor is on the phone but said to wait here for him,” one of the women offers.

Grace smiles. “Thank you.”

I slide an arm around her waist and whisper in her ear. “You belong to Victor, not just the club. You can wait on your knees.”