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“That’s fine. She said you could cut in any time, as long as you weren’t ending the scene.” Amusement. Satisfaction. Lexie could hear both.
A low rumbling growl, that she felt more than heard, as she was pulled tight against a warm, muscular chest. Smelling familiar cologne, Lexie purred her contentment, snuggling in.
The only thing worse than a passion-wracked Lexie was a cuddling, sated Lexie. Patrick could feel his heart cracking as she nuzzled her head against his shoulder. She wasn’t in sub-space exactly, but she wasn’t quite in her right head either. Pleasure-sated, would be the term he’d use. He wasn’t even sure if she knew it was him and not Michael holding her.
The other Dom was giving him smug looks, which Patrick ignored as he settled a blanket-wrapped Lexie in his arms. Michael could clean up the station on his own. Patrick was taking over aftercare. He stalked towards the corner of the Dungeon where the couches were, passing his friends on the way. Angel and Jessica were still getting their butts paddled. As he walked past, Chris did a double-take as he saw Lexie in Patrick’s arms, his eyebrows going up nearly to his forehead. Whatever. Patrick wasn’t going to stop and explain himself right now.
It had been hard enough watching Michael do the scene with her. Seeing how deeply she’d gone into it. When he’d realized she was in the after-scene, glowy haze that affected so many submissives, he hadn’t been able to take it anymore. He just couldn’t let someone else care for her when she was so vulnerable.
At least, that’s how he justified it.
The knowledge that Lexie had given Michael instructions to let Patrick take over... it only underscored how much she thought she wanted him. But could she still handle him? Could he handle her?
On the other side of the equation, it was obvious Lexie was into the scene. He really couldn’t deny that. Continuing to deny her entrance to the club wouldn’t just be cruel, it would be dangerous. The reason he’d hired her at Stronghold in the first place had been in hopes she’d see what it was like and go running, because otherwise she might have gone to less a secure club to explore her curiosity. At least here he’d been able to control her, keep an eye on her.
Now she’d not only quit, but she’d gotten a taste of the scene. A taste she’d obviously liked. There was no way she’d want to stop exploring now.
There was really only one possible course of action. Keeping her away from the scene until Jake got home and Patrick could talk to him was out of the question now, he knew Lexie wouldn’t wait. She’d just laugh at him and go somewhere else, somewhere he wouldn’t be able to protect her.
What he could do, the farthest he was willing to go, the responsible thing, would be to continue her introduction to BDSM. Slowly. Planned carefully. With his hand on the helm. Then, when Jake got home, he might be pissed that Patrick had been scening with her, but he could at least explain how and why he’d been pushed into it. Plus, by then, he’d know whether or not Lexie could handle the kind of relationship he wanted. Needed. So he could ask Jake, with a clear conscience, what he thought about Patrick dating his little sister.
Jake would understand Lexie’s impetuousness and that Patrick had stayed within acceptable boundaries. At least, Patrick hoped he would. Things could still blow up in his face. He didn’t just want a woman who was into the scene, he wanted a woman who could handle a nearly 24/7 relationship. A past girlfriend had said he wanted something closer to a Domestic Discipline relationship than BDSM. Like his other girlfriends, she hadn’t been able to handle the fact that he wanted to direct their relationship and the majority of her day.
It was one thing for a submissive to give up control for a scene. Scenes were short, with finite boundaries. Lexie could obviously give herself over for a scene. She trusted Michael, that was clear. But would she trust Patrick enough to give him control over more? To let him set her tasks for the day and accept punishment for whatever she didn’t complete? He wanted a stay-at-home woman, but only if that’s what she wanted too. He didn’t consider himself sexist, he absolutely knew women could manage just as well as any man to whatever task they set their minds to, but for his woman… he needed one who would thrive under his domination, allow him to dictate rules and structure for her day-to-day life, and accept being cherished and protected in the way he needed to.
Granted, he’d already done some of that with Lexie. The problem was, sometimes she accepted his authority and sometimes she didn’t. He didn’t want to kill her spark or have her smother her own desires in deference to his. Their desires needed to match up. Not just sexual desires, but what they wanted out of life and a relationship. Jake knew what kind of relationship Patrick wanted, and if he thought Patrick was taking advantage of his little sister…
Not that Patrick ever would. He was going to have to approach this carefully. See what Lexie would actually go along with under the guise of ‘training.’ But there were going to be some damn firm boundaries, and he was going to set them down at the first opportunity. While he might be willing to scene with Lexie, to guide her exploration of BDSM, there was definitely, absolutely not going to be any sex.
Period.
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She could definitely get used to being carried around by Patrick. Even though she’d finally come out of the warm, fuzzy, happy place she’d been in, the big man kept cuddling her. She wasn’t about to stop him. The only way this could have been better was if he’d done the scene with her, instead of Master Michael. But at least he’d taken over. When she’d come out of her post-orgasm daze, she’d been in Patrick’s arms, which was both unexpected and thrilling.
The big dummy cared. Even if he wouldn’t admit it yet.
Speaking of Master Michael...
“Did she drive herself here?” Patrick asked as Master Michael approached them in the aftercare area. Lexie rolled her eyes. Like she couldn’t answer the question herself. But she didn’t speak up, because if she did, Patrick might stop the cuddling. She was going to soak up as much of this as she could.
“No, I brought both her and Angel,” Michael said, a little smile curving on his face as he looked down at her affectionately. He coughed. “Jessica and the others came with Olivia. I think they all knew their Doms would want to take them home.”
Guilt made Lexie wince as she glanced over to where Adam was just now helping Angel stand on wobbly legs. He still looked pissed. Also horny. Angel’s face was flushed bright red, and she clung to her boyfriend. Jessica was being held by Chris, her tear-stained face buried in his shoulder, while Justin cleaned up the bench they’d had her on.
Her friends had been punished because of her. Granted, it wasn’t like she forced them into it, but she still felt guilty. It really sucked that she’d needed so much help just to get down here. She was going to have to do something to make it up to them.
She sucked in a quick inhale of breath as Adam turned Angel around, so Lexie could see her bright red backside. He cupped his hands over her ass, digging into her roasted cheeks as he kissed her furiously. Lexie’s pussy clenched a little. Okay, so she felt bad, but that was still hot as hell. Geezus though... Angel’s ass looked like it was on fire. Jessica’s was probably about the same.
Yeah, she was going to have to do something really amazing to make it up to them.
“I’m taking Lexie home,” Patrick said, standing. Lexie wriggled slightly, wrapping her arms around his neck, to make herself feel more secure. Not that she thought Patrick would drop her on purpose, but her position had just felt slightly precarious.
On their way out, Patrick swung by the bar to let Andrew and Olivia know they were in charge of the club for the rest of the night… Olivia winked at Lexie, which both of the men ignored. She gave her friend a blissful smile in return. At least Olivia wasn’t going to be punished, Lexie thought with relief. It’s not like anyone could give a Domme a spanking.
Patrick could feel Lexie’s eyes on him as he drove her home. This was the first time he was actually going to see her new place. She’d been living there for months, but none of the guys had ever been invited to it. Something that had chafed a little, especially since he’d dropped plenty of hints that he’d like to see the place.
He’d driven by the apartment building before, and he didn’t entirely approve of the neighborhood, especially since she was living on her own. But, since she was living on her own, he knew that it was what she could afford. Since her main source of income was her day job as a receptionist at a doctor’s office, it wasn’t like he could just give her a raise so that she would have enough to move to a better neighborhood. Giving her enough money to do so, while she was working only part-time at Stronghold, would have been ludicrous. Not to mention, his other front-desk workers would have, rightfully, staged a revolt if they’d found out about the pay difference.
