Madame (Salacious Players' Club, #6)

by Sara Cate

I don’t know if I’d survive another heartbreak.

I certainly couldn’t make Jade do that, but now that I know she can, you can fucking bet I’m going to try.

“Are you sure? You won’t get jealous?”

“No. I won’t. You’re both sexy as fuck, and both turn me on, so watching you together would be twice as hot.”

I get the sneaking suspicion that these two have more going on than I realized.

There’s something more here, and maybe it’s having Jade with us, or maybe it’s because I’ve grown closer to Eden on a personal level in the past couple of weeks that being in bed with her just feels more real.

The connection between them is so fucking sexy and beautiful at the same time. But I don’t feel like a third wheel at all. Both of them have a hand on me, and it’s like we’re all connected and moving as one, and I’ve never felt anything like it in my life.

Eden has turned Jade into a squirter and me into a two-pump chump. We’ll call that the Eden effect.

“Be a good little pet and let your Madame come first.”

“That’s not helping,” I reply through gritted teeth.

she breathes heavily into the crook of my neck. Jade lies down next to me, and I turn my head to find her lips, kissing her fiercely as she nuzzles closer.

“She’s ours now,” Jade adds, her grin stretching all the way across her face as she wraps her arms around my torso.

This could really fucking work. If Eden would let it. And that, I know, is going to be the hard part.

He keeps a stone-cold serious expression on his face, but I can see a little twitch in the corner of his mouth. Then I use one hand to tug down the front of my blouse, exposing my left breast and resting it on top of his computer screen.

“As much as I love the idea of making last night something real, I can’t let myself get too excited. This is just a job to Eden. Just getting her to come to my apartment last night was a miracle.”

“I don’t want her to see anyone else. I want her with us. She belongs to us.”

“Do you realize what you’re suggesting, Jade? Are you serious about this? Bringing her into our relationship? For good? Not just sex.”

“So, on top of telling your dad that you’re dating me, you’re going to come clean about dating her too?”

“Two birds, one stone.”

I glance up at Clay, who looks pale and worried as he watches my father leave. If that is an indication, I’d say my dad suspects something.

If things blow up with my dad, and God forbid, Clay loses his job, will it ruin everything with Eden? Or will it ruin everything altogether?

He’s sleeping next to me, chest down on the mattress with his arms folded under his head. He looks like a god like this. So perfect with his olive skin, sculpted muscles, and flawless hair.

But it’s not about his looks. It never was. I used to despise good-looking men like Clay. Men who knew they were so attractive, they used it to wield power. And maybe he tried until he felt what it was like to submit. Now he’s mine.

“Please don’t say anything. I know how fucking stupid I sound, but that’s just how I feel, Eden. I experience emotions with you that I don’t know how to put into words. Sometimes I feel like I barely know you, and you know every intimate detail about me. But no matter what, I just keep coming back.”

Once people know I’m a mom, it threatens my image as a Dominatrix. I don’t make the rules. That’s just how it is. I think it’s just as unfair as everyone else does.

“You know…you don’t need to keep everything a secret, especially your happiness. It’s not going to combust the moment you share it with someone else.”

“Happiness is just a trick to make us make stupid decisions.”

“And what stupid decision have you made lately?” He bumps my shoulder,

“I started seeing him again,” I say, knowing that Ronan will know exactly who him is even if he doesn’t know the specifics.

Everyone picked up on the change in my behavior last year. You don’t go from openly having sex in the voyeur hall with a different person nearly every night to exclusively seeing one person every night without people noticing.

“Ahh…him,” Ronan replies. “And his girlf...

Ronan nearly chokes on hi...

Ronan has always had this effect on me, maybe because he’s safe, and he always has been.

But the moment I start voicing everything in my head is the moment they become real.

But then, all of a sudden, a cocky rich boy and a naive girl as sweet as sugar have me changing my entire life. Why? I wish I understood.”

If it made sense, it would be like taxes or the weather. But it doesn’t. That’s why there are songs and art and literature—because we’re all just trying to make sense of something that never, ever makes sense.”

“If I had to guess, not that I’m trying to make sense of it,

“It sounds to me like you and Clay have a lot more in common than you think.”

“You’re both hiding the most vulnerable parts of yourselves. He pretends to be cocky when we both know he’s just as lonely as the rest of us.”

“And as for the girl…I don’t know her, but naive and sweet reminds me of someone I used to know.”

“I was never sweet,” I snap, turning toward him with a look of anger.

“Keep telling yourse...

“I blame you,” I softly mumble over my glass. “Me? What did I do?” Ronan asks.

“I don’t want to be in a relationship,” I mutter as I turn to face him. “I just want to keep being Madame Kink until I’m as old as you.”

“Hey now,” he replies. With his mostly gray hair and fine lines, I do enjoy teasing him about his age, although he never acts it anymore.

At fifty-seven, he’s got a new bride and a new baby and still hits the club lik...

You have this thought in your head that Eden and Madame Kink are two different people, but they’re not. Eden is just as sexy and as confident as her Salacious alter ego. Being a mother or in a relationship is not going to change that.

“If anything,” he adds, leaning forward, “I think it’s time you let Eden work at the club too.”

“It means you could put those management skills I know you must have to good use and take the job Emerson is offering you.”

“Fine. Don’t listen to me. I’m just saying…you have what it takes, and taking that job might solve some of your problems if you no longer want to be a Dominatrix.”