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Lexie’s wide eyes took in the sight, her breath hitching her throat a little bit, and he knew it turned her on. As pink tinged her cheeks, it was obvious her arousal also embarrassed her a little bit. While she hadn’t been embarrassed at all the first time she’d been in the Dungeon and seen what was going on, he knew it was always different when it came to friends. He and the guys were now used to it, but Lexie had been too involved in her own scene the last time she’d been down here with Angel and Jessica to notice what they were going through. Seeing Jessica in such an intimate situation and being turned on by it just wasn’t something that was possible to mentally prepare for.
To him, he just felt smug satisfaction at seeing Justin at work with the woman he loved. That was Patrick’s favorite part of running the club, seeing people get what they needed. Knowing he was providing it to them.
“In here, Pixie,” he said, steering her towards the door to the Doctor’s Office, when he realized she’d stopped moving.
She jumped a bit and almost stumbled, her blush deepening. Glancing back over her shoulder, she took one last look at their friends before he got her into the office and the door closed behind them. Satisfaction pumped through him in anticipation of the scene, knowing he was about to fulfill one of his fantasies. So it wasn’t going to end the way it did when he fantasized about it; that didn’t matter. He was finally going to get to tie Lexie up and play with her, almost to his heart’s content.
Was it wrong to want to watch her friends get it on? Because part of Lexie almost wished Patrick had let her stay longer in the Dungeon so she could watch Justin and Jessica. It had been hot, although also just a little bit weird because they were her friends, but that wouldn’t have stopped her from watching. The last time she’d been down in the Dungeon, she hadn’t really gotten to watch any scenes either. One of these days, she was going to have to ask Patrick to let them do that.
She was definitely a little bit of a voyeur. Maybe even a lot bit. Or maybe it was just curiosity, but either way, she would like to watch the Dungeon more. Seeing two people who were obviously in love doing a scene was very different from the porn she’d seen. Most of the time, she didn’t watch more than a few minutes of the porn, because it always seemed way too fake. What was happening out there was so real it was tangible, which made the privilege of watching that much more intimate and also that much more erotic.
The expression of pleasure and submission on Jessica’s face, how obvious it was that Justin had her full trust, had been beautiful. The way he’d watched her, taking note of every moan, every twitch of her body, as he’d been working the plug into her ass... just as beautiful and also seriously hot. Lexie couldn’t help but wonder if that’s how Patrick had looked last week, when he’d been filling her ass with the blue plug. Imagining it made her pussy clench.
“Take off your clothes and get up on the table.”
Lexie looked up at Patrick. His expression was blank, but there was pleasure and anticipation in his eyes. Holding his gaze, she slipped each of the thin straps of her dress off of her shoulders, and then let it drop. She’d worn this particular dress deliberately, because it was a little loose on her and had no zipper or buttons. The fabric slithered over her skin, needing only a gentle tug when it reached her hips and then it fluttered to the floor, pooling around her feet.
The anticipation in Patrick’s eyes flared hot and hungry as his eyes took in her naked body. She hadn’t been wearing anything under the dress.
Excitement hummed through her at his reaction to her naked body. He’d already had a slight bulge at the front of his pants, now it was much more pronounced. He wanted her.
Nipples hardening in the air, Lexie nervously brushed her hands over her hips as she slipped out of her heels. She would have tried to give him a sultry look before turning to walk over to the exam table, but he wasn’t looking at her face anyway. Probably for the best, because she felt more anxious than sultry right now.
Anxious in a good way though. Even though she’d never been allowed downstairs to watch the scenes, it was impossible not to recognize what the table was for. It looked like a gyno’s table, except with restraints. Which meant it was a little scary looking, but that was also kind of exciting. Lexie didn’t have a whole lot of experience with being tied up, and she sure as hell didn’t have any experience being tied up by a man like Patrick. She’d really enjoyed being restrained during her scene with Master Michael. It had been freeing in some ways, to have no choice but to trust him.
Of course she always had the safe word, but she’d still had to trust her safe word would be honored. That trust was what made BDSM so intimate.
Turning, she placed her hands on the cushy material of the exam table and pulled herself up so she was sitting on the edge, in between the leg harnesses.
“Good girl. Now lay back and put your hands above your head and your feet in the stirrups.”
She did as he said, although she giggled nervously. Spreading her legs for Patrick was completely different from doing it for the gyno. Would she ever be able to go to the doctor again without thinking about this? She really hoped so. It would be super awkward to get turned on every time she went in for her annual check-up.
“Do you remember when I tried to convince you to play doctor?” she asked, before catching his raised eyebrow. “Ah, Sir?” She knew they were in a scene, but she really didn’t think she could deal with being one of those submissives who had to request permission to speak. That wasn’t her. When something came to her head, she wanted to be able to say it, unless he told her otherwise. If there were times he wanted that from her, she’d be willing to comply, but she didn’t want to have to do it all the time.
“You were a little too young, and I was a little too old then,” he said, chuckling as he turned away and walked up the length of the table to wrap leather cuffs around her wrists. He tightened the straps they were attached to, which were wrapped around the table; the restraints would hold her wrists securely in position.
“If you hadn’t been in middle school, would you have done it?”
Patrick chuckled. “No. Either way, you should have been trying to play doctor with kids your own age, not mine.”
“Who says I didn’t?”
His big hands stilled, one of them resting on her arm, and she looked up into his face. The big guy was scowling hard enough that the expression pulled on his scar. “With who?”
She just laughed. There had been one boy, in her neighborhood, whom she’d played doctor with, but it hadn’t been anything worse than a little “show me yours and I’ll show you mine.” They hadn’t even understood what the different parts were for.
“You’re going to pay for that, Pixie.” Patrick ran his hand down her arm, making her skin tingle. He was touching her!
Her nipples had already been stiff, but now they throbbed as his fingers dragged down to her collar bone and down between her breasts to rest on her rib cage. She felt like whimpering. That wasn’t where she wanted him to touch!
But he just wrapped another strap over her body, holding down her midsection, rather than caressing her. Rather than touching her. Lexie could have kicked him. Well, she could have for a couple more minutes, but no longer than that, because he strapped her legs into the stirrups. Then he pulled them wide and she wanted to whimper for a whole different reason.
When he looked at her open, splayed pussy, he forgot to hide his feelings, and the naked lust, hunger and longing on his face was unmistakable. Lexie sucked in a deep breath, her body immediately responding to the naked need she saw, feeling her own emotions answering in the same way.
Then, as if he realized what he looked like, a blank mask slid over his face again. He looked up at her out of unfathomable dark eyes, but it didn’t matter. She’d already seen to the heart of him, and she was doing her best to wait for him to be ready to acknowledge it as well. To show him how good they could be - would be - together, once he gave in.
“Okay, Pixie, it’s time for your check up.” Patrick said, giving her a wink. Trying to act nonchalant. She saw right through him, but she smiled back anyway.
