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IwishI were hallucinating.
Whatthe fuckis she doing?
I’m standing there in shock, dissecting my own reaction to this. I’ve encouraged countless women to go into the voyeur rooms. Hell, I’ve even taken a few in there myself. But this feels different for some reason. I’m not excited or turned on by the sight. I’m furious.
Because this is Jade.
MyJade.
My blood is boiling as I push my way through the crowd, moving toward the door of the room she’s in. It’s a discreet black door, and I use my key card to unlock it, noticing the way my hands are shaking as I move.
As the door opens, she jumps and stares at me in shock.
“Eden?”
Without a word, I grab her by the wrist and tug her toward the exit. “What the fuck are you doing?” I say, seething with anger.
To my surprise, she snatches her hand away. With her chin held high, she looks me right in the eyes as she boldly says, “No.”
I feel my heart pound faster. Stepping into the room, I let the door slam behind me.
“You’re not my Domme,” she says, but it’s not like she’s mad at me. I know we’re not fighting. She’s just stating a fact. I amnother Domme.
Of course, my rational brain is not processing any of this.
And I feel completely out of control of myself at the moment, let alone capable of controlling anyone else.
It feels like an out-of-body experience. This primal, deep need to do…something. I don’t quite know if that something is to yell at her, hurt her, keep her, protect her, or fuck her.
Or all of the above, perhaps.
Regardless, I snap.
Before I can register what I’m doing, my hand is around her throat, and I’m shoving her against the empty wall. My face is close to hers, and her eyes are wide with either terror or surprise.
“You’re right. I’m not your Domme, but you aremine, and I don’t appreciate you flaunting what’sminefor everyone to see.”
Her surprise morphs into an expression I can only describe as adorable mischief. It’s a wide smile with her bottom lip pinched between her teeth as she gazes up at me through hooded eyes.
Then I feel her hips pressing forward, grinding them against mine, and I use my free hand to shove her back against the wall.
Without arguing with me, she raises her arms and breaks my hold of her neck. Then she pushes me backward until I hit the bed, and she uses her palms against my chest to drive me to the mattress. Our arms struggle, fighting for control. When she gets a hold of my wrists, she forces them above my head and climbs on top of me.
With a wicked laugh, she leans down until her face is just an inch above mine.
“That’s where you’re wrong,Madame,” she says, using my title in a mocking tone that makes my molars grind. I let out a frustrated grunt. “You’re all mine,” she says with a smile.
Maybe it’s the struggle, or maybe it’s how delicious she looks from down here, but I feel the effects of arousal building between my legs.
She presses her lips to mine, forcing her tongue into my mouth. I’m trying to ignore the fact that I’m frustrated and angry with her. She whimpers into my mouth, grinding herself against my hips and making me crazy.
I’m on fire.
Using my strength and size over her, I manage to get her to the bed face down. She lets out a scream as I climb on top of her, using my knee on her back to hold her in place. She struggles to get away, but as soon as I lift the hem of her tiny purple skirt to reveal nothing more than a simple lace thong, her body stills, and her fight dies.
“You want to give them a show? Then let’s give them a fucking show,” I say with a raspy growl.
She’s panting into the mattress, her ass on display to the whole crowd on the other side of the window.
