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There was definitely something going on between Master Will, who sometimes worked at the front door, and a submissive named Gina. She’d heard they were playing together a lot, but to her it looked like more than a club relationship. Romance was in the air!
Now if only she could figure out what to do about Leigh... she hadn’t come back to Stronghold, although she’d promised to be there for the Halloween party. Angel was worried Leigh and Michael were talking again. Just as friends, according to Leigh, but still. It was like Michael was a spider, and he’d coax Leigh to the outer edges of his web, and then before she knew it, she’d be stuck again, struggling to free herself. Talk about frustrating.
What Leigh needed was a really good rebound.
“What are you doing?” Patrick’s voice, filled with amusement, splintered her musings.
Startled, she looked up at him. She was currently sitting across his desk from him, curled up in one of his chairs - for once not on display - while he did his paperwork.
“Reading,” she said, holding up the book she was holding. She was re-reading Harry Potter, because Angel had been bugging her to make the Halloween party a Harry Potter themed party, and she was thinking about doing it for next year instead. It felt a little strange, but also really good, to be thinking so far in advance when it came to the club. Even though she and Patrick had only been official for a few weeks now, she felt good about making plans that far in advance.
“No you weren’t,” Patrick said, tapping his pen on the pile of papers in front of him. “You haven’t turned a page in ten minutes.”
She made a face at him. “Okay, I was just thinking.”
“About what?”
“Lots of things. People at the club. Our friends. Leigh. Wondering if we’re ever going to do another scene at the club.”
“Do you want to?” The genuine curiosity in his voice surprised her. Had she somehow indicated she wouldn’t?
“Yes. I like coming here and spending time with you, but I feel a little left out when our friends all go off to scene and we don’t.”
A little line appeared across his brow as it furrowed slightly. “Is that the only reason?”
Lexie blew out a breath. It seemed like he wanted something more from her answer, but she wasn’t sure what. “We’re at the club, surrounded by sex. I get horny. I liked scening here.”
“What about scening at home?”
“I like that too. Obviously.” A silly grin spread across her face, one she was unable to stop, but it didn’t matter because he was looking at her in much the same way. Only on him, the grin looked even sillier because he usually stayed so serious, even if she did manage to make him smile a lot more than he’d used to. “I don’t know. I kind of miss scening here. It’s more intimate at home, but there’s something really exciting about scening here where you can hear everyone else.”
His eyes glinted, and Lexie realized something about their conversation was turning him on. Heat curled between her legs immediately, a reaction to the spark of interest she saw. Basically, it turned her on that he was turned on.
“And see everyone else?” he asked, teasing. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed you watching.”
A blush pinked her cheeks. Yeah, she’d been watching. Not just the relationships between people, but also the scenes themselves. Even though she wanted to kick Andrew for the way he treated the subs he played with, she’d found herself fascinated by a lot of his scenes. He didn’t completely avoid the theme rooms, but he always left the doors and windows open, inviting people to watch. She assumed it was more because he wanted to erase any illusion of intimacy between him and whomever he was playing with for the night, rather than any interest in exhibitionism. However, she had discovered she was an unabashed voyeur. There were plenty of times she got highly aroused watching things she would never actually want done to her, but she was turned on seeing the participants’ enjoying themselves.
“Yes, and seeing everyone else.” She squirmed a little, internally, at the confession. Even though she knew Patrick didn’t judge her, she still felt a little embarrassed. Sometimes it was hard admitting what turned her on, even to someone else who was kinky. Maybe especially because she knew he wouldn’t hesitate to use that knowledge.
Patrick’s pen tapped a little faster, and she could see him turning over her admissions in his head. Thinking. Analyzing. Planning. Which just turned her on more, knowing he was already thinking about what dirty, depraved things he could do to her in the club.
“I’d prefer to keep our scenes between us,” he said finally, and her heart sank a little, before gliding back up as he continued. “Would you be satisfied with confining our scenes to the theme rooms, the way we did your training scenes?”
The formal way he asked made her smile. It was like he was re-wording the contract between them in his head, revising it for this new request from her. She tried to adjust her smile, because she couldn’t help but think he was being cute and she didn’t want him to get prissy because of it.
“I’d like that,” she said, honestly. Especially when she considered the fact that if they did scenes in the Dungeon involving sex, everyone else in the club would get to see Patrick in all his glory. She much preferred keeping his glory to herself, thank you very much. “In fact, I think I’d prefer that.”
The little glance she got in return let her know that he’d picked up on the jealousy that had infected her when she thought about the other women in the club getting to see him. Yeah well... it’s not like she cared if he knew she was possessive.
“Tomorrow.”
“What?”
“We’ll scene here at the club tomorrow,” he said, with every evidence of satisfaction. Lexie’s pussy clenched. She batted her eyes flirtatiously at him.
“What about tonight?”
Patrick shook his head. “I need time to plan what I want to do. Besides,” he gestured at the work on his desk, “I need to finish all of this if we’re going to scene tomorrow.”
