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Her tears were drying on her cheeks when she finally blinked her blue eyes open and looked up at me.
“Talk.” I issued the command in my Dom voice.
Emma drew in a shuddering breath. “That was…intense. So intense. I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard. Ever.”
I needed more from her. “Go on.”
“It was…I felt so full. All of me. It hurt. A lot.” She brought her gaze up to look me squarely in the eye. “I liked it.”
I couldn’t keep the flash of surprise from crossing my face before I schooled my features back to the stern gaze I kept in place while scening. I was impressed, almost shocked, that she not only took everything I’d given her so far, but that she said she liked it.
Maybe there was a masochist in this beautiful little body.
I looked at a clock that discreetly hung on the wall. It was well past midnight. That was enough for tonight. I bent down and placed a kiss on Emma’s forehead, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my lips. “It’s time for bed, little one.”
I tucked Emma into bed. My apartment was above the club, inside the Blackstone building. It was a one bedroom, set up really only for a single person. I’d sleep on the couch for tonight. She was too far gone to even consent to more at this point. I might have already pushed too much.
I dropped into my La-Z-Boy recliner with a glass of Jameson and pulled out my phone. There was a text from Avery, Brax’s sub. I frowned as I opened the message.
Avery:Did Brax talk to you?
Interesting. Brax’s submissive was scared of me, as best I could tell. She had my number saved, like all the Blackstone subs did. I insisted on it. She’d never used it before now. Something must be up.
I looked at the clock. Yeah, I didn’t give a fuck what time it was. I scrolled my contacts to Brax’s number and called him.
Brax answered on the third ring, his voice thick with sleep. “Drew? Everything okay?”
I wasn’t in the mood to beat around the bush. “You tell me. I got a text from your sub a few hours ago. It said, and I quote, ‘Did Brax talk to you?’. So, talk.”
Brax groaned. “You got me out of bed for gossip?”
That made me pause. “Gossip?”
“Yeah, man. The girls did their Thursday night drinks thing. Stuff was said. I don’t get involved.”
Yeah, we were both involved now, apparently. “Looks like we’re involved now. What was Avery concerned that you’d told me?” I pushed my fingers through my hair. I kept it short, the usual military style, even though I’d been officially retired from active duty for almost two years now.
Brax sighed. “Look, it’s not my stuff to tell. But if I do tell you, will you hang up and let me go the fuck to sleep?”
I chuckled. Whatever it took. “Sure, man. Spill.”
“Look, Emma had some drinks. It sounds like she got a little tipsy. Not mine to deal with.”
Yeah. She was mine to deal with now.
Brax was still talking. “Anyway, she said some things about you treating her like a kid, hooking her up with soft Doms. She apparently told Avery to tell me to tell you that you should scene with her. Just drunk girl talk.”
Damn subs trying to top from the bottom. And the way she’d gone about it? “Fuck. I’m going to paddle her ass. Getting drunk and trying to negotiate through a game of telephone? Damn it.”
“Thought she wasn’t yours to punish, Drew. Maybe it’s working out the way she was hoping.” Brax laughed. He was enjoying this drama a little too much.
I hung up on Brax without answering. Oh, my little kitten was going to hear about this one.
She’d surprised me this evening. I’d figured she’d safeword on the spanking when I hadn’t held back. Then with the wax. But she’d taken it all. She’d even taken my hand all the way inside her.
I held my hand in front of my face, examining it. Yep, she’d be sore tomorrow. I could still feel the way her pussy had pulsed around my arm when she’d come. Her tears had almost softened me.
Almost.
