Page 41 of Motivating Mira
“Can’t be bringing home fish tacos, it’ll stink up my tiny room, possibly the whole dorm.”
“Okay. I got this covered then. I don’t want to hold you back.”
She turned to leave, and I grabbed her arm. “Hey, give me that.”
She looked puzzled so I ran my hand down her arm to her palm, taking her cell phone. I hesitated when I saw my contact info was still up.
Daddy.My contact was still under Daddy.
For a moment I was frozen. Should I change the name to prove I was just a friend? Or should I leave it as a reminder? I quickly changed the name to Wes, even though it was like a punch to the gut and put in the proper number. And then, like the finale, I passed it back.
“Good night, Mira.”
Eight
Mira
I texted Cleo when I got back to my dorm, but she didn’t answer. A quick glance at the wall clock told me she was still at work.
In the Dungeon.
I needed to talk to her. I was desperate to. But going to the Dungeon would be torture. What if Wes was there? With someone? Someone I knew?
My heart galloped in my chest. What if that someone else suddenly made him forget me? What if the only reason he missed me was because I was the last person he’d scened with. Was I? Had he ever said that?
I got into my pajamas to distract myself from going to the Dungeon. But when I climbed into bed and grabbed one of my textbooks to refresh my memory for Monday’s lesson, I saw the clock.
It was 9:16 pm. Who went to bed this early on a Saturday night?
What if I went to the Dungeon for a quick scene? There had to be someone I knew there who could wear me outwithout expectations for more. It was a Saturday after all. It was guaranteed to be bustling.
No. No. No. Not with him there. Not with someone I’m craving like my next breath in the Dungeon. Maybe he wouldn’t even notice me though. He might be too busy with his own scene. A hot flush of jealousy swept through me and my heart pounded in my ears.
I rolled over. Yanking my covers up and tucking them tightly under my chin, I squeezed my eyes shut. It was fine to go to sleep this early. All the traveling back and forth and the worry… I needed a good night’s sleep. Except I wasn’t tired. Not even a little bit.
Pursing my lips I considered the little nightstand next to my bed. I just had to reach over and open it, and my rosebud toy would be right there. Maybe a few good orgasms would make me sleepy.
But then Wes popped into my head. He’d tortured me with a toy once before. Not this particular one, I’d thrown the one he’d used on me out when he ghosted me. But the memory of him using a similar toy on me was relentless. How I’d called outDaddyat the top of my lungs after the fourth orgasm when I was so sensitive it was pure torture.
Would Wes make whomever he played with tonight call him Daddy too? Ugh. I rolled again, this time facing away from the nightstand and kicked my covers off.
Would he touch them like he used to touch me? I rolled onto my back, staring at the ceiling.
Who would it be? I went through a list in my head of all the single subs who would likely be in the Dungeon. I lost count after twenty and growled, kicking my feet on the mattress like a child.
“You’re not going to fall asleep like this,” I said out loud to the empty room and got up from the bed. A walk. I needed a walk to clear my head.
Throwing on my clothes, I headed out of the dorms and right out of the university building. I was so deep in my head, I barely noticed where I was ten minutes later.
At the steps of the main lodge.
I ended up exactly where I shouldn’t be. I swallowed hard.
“Okay.” I whispered aloud. “This is okay. I’ll find Cleo. She’ll talk some sense into me.”
Drake’s brow rose as he saw me. I was so rarely here these days. I smiled at him, and he grinned, opening the door to let me through.
Walking right past the bar into the Dungeon, I shivered at the sounds of various scenes filling the air. Breathing in the scent of leather and saddle soap, my nipples hardened. I wandered through the room, dodging people watching a rope scene, and a woman in latex, walking her leashed partner. And then I saw him, and it was like the entire room fell away.
