Page 99 of The Masquerade: Room 2

“Of course. See you soon, little one.”

When I hang up the phone, Celest gives me that wicked smile of hers.

“God, every time I hear you call him Daddy, it makes me all hot and bothered.”

“It just sort of slipped out one night. I had been calling him Sir, but I got caught up in a spine-tingling orgasm and blurted out, ‘Yes, Daddy.’ He loved it. Part of me feels like it’s weird, and don’t even get me started on my clear daddy issues, having never had one.”

“Who cares why we like what we do? So you get wet for Daddy. That’s no one’s business but yours and his.”

“We spend all this time talking about my kinks, but what about yours?”

“Don’t you have to go meet Daddy?”

“He told me to take my time. So, what are you into?”

She sits back, considering her answer. “Obviously, I like getting myself off in front of other people.” I know that all too well, and she looks hot doing it. “I enjoy a little girl-on-girl action, but I could never go without cock. I love giving head while others watch. It makes me feel… powerful. With the right Dom, you can feel his pride as you take him deep, moaning while he shoots his load down your throat.”

“Holy shit, girl. That does sound hot.”

“I love that you understand what I mean when I say being submissive is empowering.”

“Me too.”

“I love wax play. Have you and Master Harrison done that yet?”

“No, but I want to try.”

“Go straight for the nipples. It stings like a bitch, but when he tears the hardened wax off and sucks your nipple into his mouth… you can come just from how fucking good it feels.”

I’m officially bumping it up the list.

“You’re making me wet right now, Cel.”

“Then what are you waiting for? Go tell your Daddy what you want.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. I need to get going. My mom has Belle. I need to get her home, bathed, and ready for a bedtime story.”

“Thank you for today. I really needed this,” I say as I slide out of the booth.

“Me too. I’ll catch up with you at Venom later in the week.”

“Love you, Cel,” I say as I lean over and hug her.

“Back at you, Frey.”

I walk the three blocks to the club, knowing that Pierce will probably be annoyed that I didn’t call for his town car or hail a cab. By the time I arrive, I’m more than a little worked up after my conversation with Celest. There are so many things I still don’t know if I like. It’s exciting. I want to try giving Pierce a blow job in the voyeur lounge, but I also want to test out wax play. Maybe Pierce could drip wax on me while I give him head. The thought makes me laugh. If I could have everything at once, I would, and then I’d probably die of sensory overload. At least I’d die with a smile on my face.

As soon as I set foot in the bar, he turns to meet my gaze, leaving Flex hanging as he strides toward me with that effortless swagger of his. Wrapping his arm around my waist, he pulls me in for a kiss, leaving me breathless. “I missed you today, little one.”

God, I’m so turned on already, and we haven’t even done anything. “I missed you, too, Daddy. Do you want me to go and get in the position?”

“Fuck,” he growls, pressing the length of his erection against me. “I want that so bad it’s not even funny, but I made plans outside the club. I’m taking you out on a proper date.”

My pussy clenches with the need to be sated at the same time as my heart skips a beat. We live together, and yet this will be our first non-playroom date. “Really? Where are we going?”

He offers his hand which I gladly take. “You’ll see. Trust me.”

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