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“It’s not the pain. I kind of like how it feels, to be honest,” I said.
“Good.”
“You’ve ruined me for vanilla sex.”
“Oh, I hope that’s not true, Toby. Vanilla sex with you is…it’s wonderful. I don’t want to give it up.”
“Fine,” I said. “We don’t have to. But I want to come here again.”
“I want to bring you.”
Oh, thank God. Now that I’d had a little intro to the pleasures of this kinky world and Alastair as a Dom, I didn’t want to leave it.
We lounged together on the bed, Alastair tracing the skin of my backside with a fingertip and saying soft things to me as my cock tried to get hard again and I almost fell asleep.
“Come on,” he said, finally. “Up. We need to go home.”
Home.Alastair’s house was already starting to feel like home, which was equal parts weird, scary and wonderful. And I hadn’t even fully moved in.
We tidied up and put the clothes I’d worn into the laundry bin. I was sad to get rid of the kimono and clutched it in my arms for a moment before adding it to the rest of the laundry.
Maybe I could swing a deal with Jacob and buy it.
Taking the key back to Sebastian was interesting. Alastair told me to do it, and I was still in submissive mode, I guess, because I didn’t argue. I was sure my recent debasement was written all over my face, and Sebastian gave me a smug sort of look, but he was a professional, as always.
“Thank you, Mr. Dunn.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Sure.”
“Do you think you can get someone to cover my shift on Tuesday?”
“Probably. I know Patrick’s looking for more hours.”
I nodded. “I’m…moving.”
He smiled, his eyes going wide. “Finally getting out, huh?”
“Yep,” I said.
The entire club knew I’d been desperate to move out of my mom’s house.
“Toby’s going to stay with me.”
Alastair had come up behind me in that stealthy way he had. He put his arm over my shoulder and across my chest, pulling me snuggly against him in a way that felt both proprietary and comforting.
“I have an extra room, and we’ve been getting along, so…” Alastair shrugged.
“He can’t keep his hands off me,” I said.
“Clearly,” Sebastian said, grinning. “I’m glad you’ve figured something out.”
Alastair spun me around and took my hand, leading me out through the dwindling crowd in the parlor.
As we passed Robin, he mouthed the word ‘slut’. I gave him a big grin and a thumbs-up. Then he rubbed his bottom and made an expression of pain, and I changed my thumbs-up to a middle finger salute.
His cackle was all I heard as we made our exit.
