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I wasn’t a short man at six foot even, but Antonio towered over me, his presence looming and suffocating.
I could imagine little Robin in the corner watching us, her fingers circling over her clit. Her slick would be the only scent in my nostrils.
His fingers tangled in my hair, and he jerked my head back. “You’re right. I do.” His grip tightened. “Because then I get to take it out on your ass, and you fucking love it. Don’t you?”
“Yes.”
He pulled again, and his teeth sank into my neck. “Yes, what, Miko?”
Fuck, I loved it when he was Antonio the Dom. Being a switch in these situations suited me beautifully. Dominant with females. Submissive to Antonio only. So delicious.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good boy.”
4
ALEXIS
The next few weeks went by without incident. I returned to my day-to-day life as a chat representative for a health support app and forgot all about CP and his stalker ways.
But something was lingering in the back of my mind. Coupled with the feeling in the pit of my gut, I knew something was about to happen.
Call it intuition, a gut feeling, a hunch. Whatever the fuck it was, it was scary.
There had been no further contact from CP, and I didn’t know if that thrilled or devastated me. I missed the banter. Not his possessive stalkerish ways.
Who was I kidding? I didn’t like him telling me what to do, but part of me was aroused by how he seemed to be watching me.
Was there a small part of me who was an exhibitionist? Yeah, maybe.
I shook my head, determined to move on from stupid imaginary computer friends.
I should go out tonight. Blow off some steam. I still hadn’t celebrated my victory over LifeCorps, so it was well deserved.
A smile spread over my face. Yes, that was just what I needed! I wasn’t always up for going out in public, but I needed to go out and get out of this damn apartment. It was beginning to feel suffocating.
Hours later,I applied the final coat of tinted lip gloss before slipping on my sensible heeled boots. I was not a woman who could go to a club in four-inch heels and live to tell the tale. Nope. Kitten heels that still accentuated my long legs were the golden ticket for the evening. My long, dark hair fell in soft waves down my back.
The corset dress showed off my curves and ended just above my knees. The black lace fell over a red satin background, and laces crisscrossed over my back.
I felt powerful. Primal. A take-no-nonsense omega who could kick ass and take names.
That’s what I liked to think, anyway.
I grabbed my clutch and gave myself one final look in the mirror before heading down the stairs.
My Uber was waiting outside, and I slid in. The drive was short, but better safe than sorry when alcohol was involved.
My favorite club was on the edge of town. Known for its live music, it catered to the rock music scene for the entire area. A number of bands discovered here were now well-known, and it was my favorite place to unwind after a shit week.
Although it has been a while since I’ve been here, I’d have to fix that.
I waited in the short line and paid my cover. The bouncer grinned and winked at me as he looked me over appreciatively.
The bar was my first stop, as the opening band started their set. I cringed at the sound imbalance, not bothering to look them over.
The bass pulsed as I retrieved my drink from the bartender and moved into a small booth in the back. The alcohol held a slight burn as I took a sip and my gaze swept over the crowd.
