Page 31 of The Dom with the Kink Monsters

“Okay.”

Ramsay checked his pants again to make sure he’d actually remembered to zip them, then walked around to the front of the building, knowing the door they’d come out was locked. With any luck people would just think they had gone out for a smoke or something.

He weaved his way back through the crowd, wondering what the hell he was going to tell Saya.

Chapter Seven

The silence didn’t last long after Winter pulled out of the parking lot.

“Spill.”

“What?”

“You disappeared with Ramsay and came back with dirty knees. I’m not an idiot.”

He found the thumb drive and plugged it into the dash. The recording they had made of their rehearsal earlier in the day blared through the car. Winter cranked down the volume and raised her eyebrows at him. No chance of getting out of it.

“I’ve supported your little experiment up until now, Mack Vincent. If you don’t tell me what happened, I’m officially counting it as cheating and you can move the fuck out.”

Hardass. Mack covered his face with his hands, momentarily reliving the feeling of Ramsay’s domination, then his cold dismissal after the fact. What had he expected? Apparently feeling used wasn’t one of his kinks, but had he really thought that Ramsay would be friendly about it afterward?

He hadn’t seemed unwilling, though. Not when he grabbed Mack by the back of the hair and forced him down on his cock.

There wasn’t a point in the rest of the evening where his dick had actually taken a break. He couldn’t get off in the alleyway after Ramsay had gone – he’d felt exposed and vulnerable. After waiting around for a few minutes wondering what the hell he’d just done, he’d followed Ramsay back inside. After they sat together at the table with the girls for another drink, they’d called it an early night.

Winter knew. He didn’t think Saya had been entirely fooled, either.

He could still taste Ramsay on his tongue. Shifting in his seat, he readjusted his cock.

“Do you want step-by-step detail, or a summary?” His voice was hoarse.

“Jeez, you blow the guy and now you sound like him.”

Mack groaned and slumped in his seat as far as the seatbelt would allow. “How can you be so flippant about this? I gave Ramsay a blowjob in an alley behind a bar. I feel pretty fucking classy right now.”

“Does he have a big dick?”

“Winter! I’m not even dignifying that with an answer.”

She was laughing at him. “Quit being prissy and answer the fucking question.”

He gazed out the window as the city slipped by and wondered if Saya would dare grill Ramsay like this on their own way home. Unlikely. Lucky bastard.

“I’d say he’s thicker than me, but not as long, maybe. Hard to tell since I’ve never sucked my own cock. Maybe you could go down on us one after the other and let me know.”

“Yeah, that’s not going to happen. I know you have the hots for him, but his attitude fucks me off.” She turned off onto the freeway and headed toward Cobalt Harbor.

“He’s a Dom. You work around enough of them, between Cross, Malachi, and Jude hanging around the store. It’s not like he’s more alpha.”

“Oh, I beg to differ. He acts like he owns me. Other guys don’t try that shit with me.”

“He’s got a serious hard-on for you. He’s probably not like that with other people.”

“So I’m supposed to be flattered?” They fell silent for a few minutes, then Winter snorted. “If he’s that big you’re going to have a hard time when he fucks your ass.”

He felt the blood drain from his face. Somehow, seeing how well Ramsay was endowed, had helped him decide that he wasn’t game for that.

“I’ll help you out. The next time we go to the sex shop in Felix, we’ll buy graduated sizes of butt plugs and we’ll have you all ready by the time things go that far. Although this spontaneous back-alley blowjob leads me to believe we should probably hurry up.” She passed a car going under the speed limit and chuckled to herself.

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