“Sorry. Please may I greet my friend, Sir?” Amy asks immediately.
“Once you’ve given me a kiss, you can,” James replies, and Amy melts her lips against his in a passionate kiss. It has me looking away from the pair of them and back to Elena, who’s finally been allowed into the room.
Elena approaches our group. A pair of deep-brown eyes meet mine, and she smiles at me before looking down coyly, a blush tinting the edge of her cheeks. I stand and offer her my seat with a gesture of my hand, but before she has a chance to accept, Amy flies at her friend and greets her warmly.
“You came!”
“How could I say no when I’m promised a spanking,” Elena replies, and the girls erupt into loud giggles.
My breath catches. I want to be the one administering it to her. A vision of a beautifully peachy ass under my hand comes into my head, and I take my seat again before I fall over or anyone sees the visible tenting in the black dress trousers I’m wearing.
“I don’t believe I’ve been introduced to everyone here.” Elena looks over toward me. “But I do see a family resemblance going on.”
My errant dick gets itself under control, and I’m able to stand up again and hold my hand out to greet the new arrival.
“Pleasure to meet you. I’m Ryan, James and Sophie’s brother.”
“Elena.” She takes my outstretched hand, and I can almost feel the attraction curling around our hands where they’re joined. “So, are you a Dom like Grayson and James? I don’t imagine you’re a submissive. You don’t look the type.”
Everyone in our crowd laughs and then sits down again. Elena takes my place, and a waiter brings over a new seat for me along with our drinks.
“Do you want anything?” I ask Elena before answering her question.
“Just a glass of wine, please.”
I send the waiter away to get her drink while I sit back in my chair.
“I’m a Dom in training, so to speak. Grayson has been teaching me his methods as a way of controlling certain issues I have.”
“The psychopathic, stalker, killer issues?” Elena asks innocently. She must realize what she’s said and who she’s said it to, though, when everyone around us gasps. She slaps her hands over her mouth.
“I’m sorry.” She lowers her eyes. “I didn’t mean it that way. I have such a big mouth at times. Just ask Amy.”
My sister-in-law nods feverishly toward me.
“She does,” Amy confirms.
“It’s ok.” I hold my hands up to placate everyone. “I freely admit I had stalker, killer type issues before. But Grayson’s teaching, along with counseling, and a family that won’t give me a moment’s peace has certainly gone a long way to suppressing them. I’ve not killed anybody in almost a year now.” I chuckle. “I’m not sure if that’s a good or bad thing for an MI5 operative actually.”
The waiter coughs to announce his arrival. He sets Elena’s glass of wine down on the table in front of us and quickly disappears. Elena picks it up and takes a large mouthful.
“I really am sorry,” she apologizes again as she places the drink back down. “Amy’s told me really good things about you.”
“Honestly, it’s ok.”
“What entertainment do we have tonight?” Sophie interjects trying to change the subject. I’ve noticed she’s overly protective of me at times. I like it though. My little sister standing up for her big brother.
“I believe Master Stone is giving a demonstration with his sub,” Grayson replies.
“Is he the sadist?” James questions, his hand wrapped around Amy’s waist and pulling her closer to him.
“He is. Should be interesting.” Grayson finishes his brandy and places it down on the table in front of him.
“Not that you’ll be doing anything sadistic with me for the next nine months,” Sophie pouts and then realizes what she said. “Shit.”
“Knew it!” James claps his hands together. “You’re pregnant.”
“It’s early stages. We wanted to have a scan before telling anyone,” Grayson explains.