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“What about if I’m young and married?”
I’ve gotten to the point now in our relationship where I’m constantly looking for an opportunity to come clean with my dad. S...
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I want to love Clay forever. We just have some hurdles to overcome first.
“But I don’t want to see you settle. Go see the world before you make that commitment.”
Surprise, Dad. I’m already in love, and it’s with your protégé and, hopefully someday, business partner. Please don’t kill him.
“But what if I meet someone when I’m young? I’m supposed to just push them away until I’m thirty?”
“Nothing. It’s just… It’s guys like Clay I worry about.”
“Nothing. I love Clay. He’s a great guy. You know I’m training him to make him partner eventually, but he’s a charmer, Cupcake. It’s honestly what makes him good at his job too. He can sell anything with a smile, but everything he does has a motive.”
I know deep down my dad is just afraid of losing me. I’m all he has left. And on top of that, he’s afraid to see me make the same mistakes he did.
“Jade, I have to tell you something.”
“I kissed her.”
“Did you at least record it like I asked?” I reply sarcastically, but he doesn’t laugh. With a huff, he says, “Jade, I’m serious.”
“Tomorrow night. My place,” he says, and my jaw drops.
“Well, when I told her today how much you wanted her, she seemed pretty interested.”
My jaw falls open again. “You told her that?” I shriek.
“Yes, I did. And judging by her reaction, I think she wants the s...
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“Tomorrow night, Jade,” Clay adds. “Are you sure this is what you want?”
“Yes. This is what I want.”
“I don’t know, but I’m so glad you finally let me,” I reply. “Because I love watching you come like that.”
When I’m with him, I stop thinking. I focus only on how it feels. Because everything with him feels so good.
I’m a Dominatrix. I fulfill the role of Domme for money. I don’t form intimate, personal relationships. I’m a fucking businesswoman.
I’m the walking, talking embodiment of confidence. I am the woman in the mirror that stared back at me seven and a half years ago. Not the one trembling and on the run.
I’ll be hooked on them the same way I was hooked on him just a few months ago.
They will ease into my personal space, becoming a fixture in my son’s life. And then what?
They’ll grow tired of me and move to live their own romantic bliss, leaving J...
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Or I’ll split them up until they’re both fighting for me and I’ve broken...
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Either way, this will end badly. So I should definitely walk...
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As my finger presses the white button labeled Bradley, I notice the shaking of my hand. Get yourself together, Eden.
It’s only one second before the door buzzes,
But then Jade smiles at me again, clutching my fingers, and I realize I’m in Clay’s home, not at the club, and that sharp suit of dominance slides away. Now I just feel naked and vulnerable.
“Can we just…have a glass of wine together first?”
“Don’t argue,” Jade pleads sweetly.
“I really thought that if we did this outside the club, you’d be different,” he replies,
“I was just excited, okay?!”
The room grows silent. They’re both staring at me. Jade is the first to speak, naturally.
Clay ends up in a chair by himself, and Jade is next to me—very close to me.
We’re both finally acknowledging the desire that we hid before.
“No. I want you, Eden. I’m not experimenting. I know.” God, she is so bold.
“Can I kiss you?” I ask, letting my gaze fall to her lips, pouty and pink and waiting for me. She doesn’t respond. She launches. There is nothing experimental about it.
We must realize it at the same time because Jade and I come up for air simultaneously. We’re both gasping for air as we stare into each other’s eyes.
As we pull away, we turn at the same time to see Clay reclined in his armchair. He looks relaxed as he casually watches us. One leg is propped on the other, and his head is resting on his propped arm.
“Baby, I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
“Don’t even think about throwing me over your shoulder,” I say as he pulls me to my feet.
Immediately I notice how the room smells like him. His cologne. His scent. His essence.
“You’re both perfect,” he whispers in my ear.
“You don’t mind if I eat your girlfriend’s pussy, do you?” I whisper quietly with a wicked smile.
“She could be your girlfriend too, you know?”
Clay is rough with me now because he knows how much I love it. His fingers fuck me harder and harder until my body is pulsing with pleasure.
“Oh my God!” she squeals while her body continues to convulse out of her control. “Holy shit,” Clay murmurs behind me.
Her face is contorted in shock, her mouth hanging open, and her cheeks so red they look sunburned. “What was that?” she cries out, staring down at the mess she’s left all over my breasts.
