Page 67 of Love Without Demands

Dear sweet baby Jesus, did she just mouthDaddyat him?

Yeah, I did not need to know that little tidbit about my boss.

I attempted to scrub my brain of that knowledge by downing the rest of my drink in one burning gulp as I heard Auburn’s car engine rev.

“I’ll be home in an hour.” His voice was clipped and strained, and I knew Gianna was in for it tonight.Lucky bitch.“How are you getting home?”

“We’ll walk. It’s not that far.”

I could literally hear his teeth grinding as his Mr. Bossman persona pushed to the forefront. “No. I’ll call Cruz and see if he can come pick you all up.”

Even the sound of his name got my gears grinding at full force, and I squeezed my thighs together to try and alleviate the ache I suddenly felt between my legs. I wished he’d be the one to take care of it for me, but I guessed I’d have to once again rely on my very own Seventh Heaven Attachment Head I’d installed a few months ago.

“Auburn, no,” Gianna said, scowling at her husband through the phone. “It’s his time off. Don’t bother him. We’ll be—”

“Gianna.” The roughness of her name from his lips did nothing to help my needy situation, and I wished I had a certain hunky Latino that would growl my name into my ear like that.

But he hadn’t made a move since that night in the hot tub all those months ago.Months!

Seriously, what was he waiting for?

That thought was followed by another.

Maybe he’s just not into you.

Chapter 21

I chuckled into myJack and Coke before emptying my glass in a long swallow. I’d just watched Monty haul Kassie Ramirez upstairs to the second floor of Club E, the sex club we’d come to tonight.

My suspicions about who he was interested in were obviously correct.

“Another one?” the male bartender asked.

“Nah, I’m driving tonight. I think I’ll look around a bit,” I told him before paying out my tab. “Can I ask you a question?”

“Of course. Shoot.”

“My friend and I just took the tour with Everly, and she said there was a, uh, a role playing shop on the first floor. But I don’t see it.”

“Oh, sure,” he said nonchalantly, slinging a white towel over one shoulder, and I was grateful for his non-judgment. After all, I was sure he’d seen and heard worse here. “It’s kinda confusing because you have to go out the front door to get to it. They have itopen to the public, unlike the rest of the club, which is members only. People buy Halloween costumes there and everything.”

“Cool, thanks,” I said, rapping twice on the bar before heading to the front. I found the shop near the discreet entrance to Club E, and when I walked inside, my mouth dropped open. The place was as big as a Walmart.

“Mr. Estrada, hi!” I heard a friendly voice say, and turned to find Everly, the petite blonde who had given us a tour. “Are you into role play?”

“Oh, um…” I pulled at the back of my neck, and Everly patted my arm with a comforting touch.

“It’s okay. You don’t have to be embarrassed. My husband and I are into it too.”

That settled my nerves a bit. “Sorry, I’ve gotten judged for my preferences before, so it’s hard to talk about.”

She let out a frustrated noise from the back of her throat and rolled her eyes. “Trust me, I understand. I mean, people accept BDSM and other kinks. So why is it okay for someone to be into impact or breath play, but if I want to dress up like Little Red Riding Hood and let my Big, Bad Wolf devour me, I get the side eye?”

“Exactly,” I said, feeling more relaxed by the second.

“Do you have a partner or are you free-ranging it?”

I laughed. “It’s complicated. I have a woman I like, but…”

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