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“No. I’d never stand in the way of you finding a willing sub for the night.” He gives me a shit-eating grin.

“If you insist. Later, bro.”

I grab a bottle of scotch from behind the bar and make my way upstairs. Viv is one of my favorite people in the world, and it doesn’t hurt that she’s easy on the eye. As I take the last step, my eyes are immediately drawn to where Viv stands, leather-clad and dominating her sub. My eyes track her gaze to where Celest sits in nothing but a small scrap of lace.

Fucking hell. She’s so goddamn sexy. I could watch her all night long. I catch her eye as I take a seat, and her sultry smile has me adjusting my crotch. I didn’t know she’d be up here. I thought she only participated with male Doms. This is a whole other level of Hot. As. Fuck. When I take a seat, I lean back and drink a shot straight from the bottle.

My eyes rove her body. Her skin is flushed as her delicate fingers circle her clit. Her lips part as a moan escapes her, and it’s all I can do to stay seated.

Genevieve is working her new sub, but he’s not the sub I can’t take my eyes off. I’ve always known Celest is hot. We’re friends, andI’m not fucking blind, but there’s something about the look in her eyes tonight that has me captivated.

For a moment, her eyelids flutter closed. Fucking gorgeous.

Her gaze is glassy, pleasure drunk as she continues to get herself off. It’s a waste of a good orgasm. She should be screaming a Dom’s name while she climaxes.Mine.

I sit as long as I can, taking drink after drink, telling myself this is a bad idea, but I’ve never been someone who listens to the rational part of my brain.

I’m drawn to her like a magnet, unable to fight the desire that begins to unfurl in the pit of my stomach at the sight of her. I’m a moth to a flame.

She’s breathtaking, and I want to be the Dom who makes her scream tonight.

Chapter 6

CELEST

“You look so fucking hot right now.” His breath is warm on my ear as he leans in, the scent of his cologne tantalizing my senses.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying the show,” I say as I knead my breasts. Without a Dominant right now, I’ve been spending time on the voyeur level. After my little ‘show’ with Freya, I’ve had several offers from other couples to do the same. I don’t have to answer to anyone right now, but as a submissive, I’m not thrilled about it.

Freya keeps telling me to meet with a few Doms to see if any are a good fit for my kinks, but after putting myself out there with the last one, I’m reticent to open up like that again. I want a Dom in my life who could be more, and I’m a package deal. If a man can’t see himself being involved in my private life or loving my daughter, then I’m not interested. For now, this is enough.

We’re drawing quite a crowd tonight, and it’s a rush. I prefer when I get to do this with Freya, but Genevieve is a Domme—one of my best friends—and she asked that I join her and her latest submissive tonight. Her submissive is hot as hell, and I get a thrill from having his eyes on me as I pleasure myself. I stripped down to my panties and took a seat, sliding the small scrap of lace to the sideas I started caressing my clit, spreading my legs wide for everyone to watch.

I know Flex has watched me before, but he’s never approached me like this. He circles me, prowling like a predator stalking his prey. When he rounds the chair, standing in front of me, I can see he’s hard, his cock straining against his pants.

“Do you wish it was him fucking you?” he says, gesturing to the submissive fucking Genevieve.

“No. I want a man who bows to no one.”

He adjusts himself, his gaze dropping to my pussy as I tease myself. “Is that right?”

“Yes.” My pulse is racing.

“What about a man who’d bow to you? Who would drop to his knees and feast on your pretty little pussy right now for everyone to see.”

My heart starts pounding in my chest as I take in the sight of him wetting his lips. “I think your submissive would be upset.”

“I ended it last week.” He rolls up the sleeves of his crisp white shirt, showing his tightly corded muscles, his olive skin mouthwatering.

“Oh.” It’s all I can manage.

“You and I could be friends with benefits.” Flex and I have been friends for a long time, but we’ve never spoken seriously about getting each other off. He’s a shameless flirt, but he’s like that with everyone.

It’s been a while since I’ve had a Dom to sate my desires.

“You’re blocking my view,” I choke out, expecting him to step aside. Instead, he drops to his knees before me.

“Sorry, pet. I’d hate to stop you from coming. You’re rather stunning when you do.”

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