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“Taylor!”

I was shaking now, hard enough that I was surprised that I didn’t knock Taylor right off me. The instant I’d recovered my senses I grabbed her shoulders, braced my foot on the bed, and flipped us over.

“Your turn,” I said with a smile.

Taylor looked a little dazed. I laid half on, half off her body, then I slipped my hand between her thighs. She was wet and already trembling like she was close, so I wasted no time sticking two fingers deep inside her body. Pressing the heel of my hand against her clit, I pumped my fingers in and out while Taylor rolled her hips up to meet my hand.

I lowered my head and sucked as much of her breast into my mouth as I could, suckling her while I continued to fuck her with my hands. She stiffened beneath me for an instant, then her back arched and Taylor cried out my name once, twice, three times while she rode the waves of her release.

When she finally stopped shaking I pulled her into my arms, cuddling her close.

“That was super fun,” I said lightly. “I’d like to do that again sometime.”

“How about every night for the rest of your life?”

Epilogue -- Aubrey

Six months later…

“How was your session tonight?”

Angela Lewis, the owner of Club Surrender, stopped by the high top table where Taylor and I were enjoying a quick snack before heading home. Toourhome. I still couldn’t believe it.

“We had fun, Mistress Angela, thank you for checking,” I said politely, following the protocol most club members adhered to.

I didn’t really know Angela that well, but I’d become friends with some other women at Club Surrender. Honestly, I was the tiniest bit intimidated by the older businesswoman and dominatrix.

Angela’s eyes bounced between us. “If the rumor mill is to be believed, you two are living together now.”

Taylor smiled happily, a sight I still wasn’t totally used to seeing.

“We’re engaged too,” she said proudly.

She’d asked me the same day we moved in together, and I’d said yes.

“Another Club Surrender love story,” Angela said with satisfaction. “I guess I should have put that in the prospectus for the investors who are helping me expand to other locations.”

She held her hands up like she was revealing a sign. “Club Surrender, the place where spankings lead to love.”

“So it’s true?” Taylor asked. “You’re opening new Club Surrender locations in other cities?”

“Yes, I haven’t sent out an official notification to the members yet, but within the year we will be opening locations in Los Angeles and Chicago.”

“That’s wonderful!” I said at the same time that Taylor said, “That’s fantastic!”

Angela gave my shoulder a little squeeze, then nodded to Taylor. “I’ll let you get back to your night. I just wanted to say congratulations.”

It had taken a while for us to move in together. Even though we’d spent almost every free minute together over the last six months, Taylor and I agreed to wait before taking the next step. There was no reason to rush.

We wanted to get to know each other better, and I think on some level we were both nervous that the other person would freak out and change their mind. But we didn’t. Despite our earlier issues, our relationship was incredibly smooth and amazingly conflict free.

When my lease came up for renewal, it seemed like a good time for us to find a new place where we could live together. Bree had teased me that while moving in together after six months was fast for a hetero relationship, it was a glacial pace for lesbians.

My sister had gotten to know Taylor pretty well since we’d officially started dating. Four years younger than me and Taylor, she hadn’t been in high school with us, so she only knew Taylor by reputation.

We’d also spent a lot of time hanging out with Taylor’s best friend April, who’d recently found her own special submissive. I was betting they would be Angela’s next Club Submission love story.

For two people who’d spent their entire high school careers fighting with each other, Taylor and I seemed to get along pretty well. I might be a submissive in the club, but I was no submissive at home. We’d learned to have healthy disagreements and whento compromise. Most of all, we’d learned how to communicate like healthy adults.

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