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A throat clears, and we both turn to my best friend. I roll my eyes at his need for inclusion, but place a hand on his shoulder, more for his comfort than mine.
“This is my friend Caleb, Caleb, this is the newest member of my squad, Beau.”
Beau’s smirk grows, “I see you’re still trying to ignore the lovely new girl.”
Goosebumps and chills erupt all over at being called out. I’m gonna need to watch myself around this guy. He’s not as quiet and unassuming as I originally believed.
“I didn’t forget,” I snap.
One eyebrow quirks. “I’m sure you didn’t.”
I step closer, erasing any space between us until I can feel his chest graze mine. There’s no titillation. I don’t want this man. I only want to put him in his place; to remember to stay the fuck out of my way.
“You better watch yourself, Lieutenant.” He nods slowly, but his ever-growing smirk belies his concession. “I mean it, Beau.”
He leans forward so his lips caress my ear. I just contain my shiver of revulsion. “You don’t need to worry about me, Estrella. Or should I call you Madame La Luna?”
I jerk back, mentally kicking myself for bending, even a little.
I rip my eyes from his to look at my companion. “I’m sorry, Caleb, but I’m not in the right frame of mind for impact play,” I whisper for only him until I realize he’s paying me no mind.
No, all of his attention is centered on the new bane of my existence. There’s a story there, but I’ll have to delve into it later. I need a drink and a pretty girl with a fat ass to tie up. Not necessarily in that order.
Chapter Five
? Caleb ?
My best friend isn’t the only one who recognizes the outlier in our midst. Austin might be a pretty big town, but the patrons of Whips and Chains is small enough that you know everyone. And this tall drink of water stands out. He could be wearing a garbage bag and all eyes would be on him, both Dom and subs alike.
While they exchange heated words, I search the room, narrowing my eyes on every submissive I meet, blatantly warning them away.
Mine!
At least for the night.
I’m about as submissive as they come, but my appearance belies the fact. I’m tall, taller than most at six-four. My body is lined and curved with firm muscles, thanks to my job as a ranch hand. So, it doesn’t require more than a passing glance to scare away the others. And when Estrella walks away and all that simmering attention is blessedly placed on me, I realize I had nothing to fear. I can see as clear as day that he remembers me as vividly as I remember him.
In no time, he eats the precious space between us, and while it would make most feel awkward, for me it’s a comforting relief. It takes every ounce of strength I possess not to fall to my knees and wrap my arms around him. To give him all of my supplication and then some.
He leans even closer, his warm, strong hand wrapping around my throat making me swallow the plea for him to squeeze. Instead, he feathers his thumb back and forth over my Adam's apple, and I shiver, my dick chubbing up in anticipation.
“Oh, baby, if I had known what you were, I would’ve never let you go that night.”
That statement makes an even greater quiver rock through my body, a whimper is on the tip of my tongue that I bite hard enough for blood to fill my mouth.
“You wanna play with me, baby boy?”
I nod frantically, no longer able to hide how much I want him. I don’t give a damn how weak that makes me appear; how pathetic.
He grazes his nose over mine, his smooth lips glossing over my cheek, teeth glancing my ear before he bites down, and that whimper escapes.
“Words, sweetheart. I need your words of consent.”
I’m quaking in my damn boots. “Yes, I’d very much like to play with you.” My head falls back just enough to meet his dark gaze. “Sir.”
I’m mesmerized as I watch his eyes darken impossibly as they dilate, and my cock fully hardens, precum already wetting my jeans, making me wish I’d worn underwear. Until I realize this man is gonna punish me before he gives me pleasure. I’m betting more pleasure than he gave me that night. I’d bet my life savings that night was simply an amuse-bouche compared to what he’ll have in store for me tonight.
“Well, alright then.”
