Page 26 of Masters of Pleasure
Too bad,a little voice whispered in her mind.She liked him.He was good with her.You need a guy like that.
Yeah, one who actuallywantsa relationship.
Which was not what Mitch wanted.
“How’s Julia doing?”Domi asked to change the subject.
“Better.”Marcus perked up.“The anti-nausea meds seem to be working well.She’s eating again and has more energy.If this keeps up and Julia feels up to it, do you think Ana could spend the weekend with us?”
Technically, Ana was supposed to be at Marcus and Julia’s right now, then coming back to Domi’s tomorrow, which was Saturday.The tug to be with her baby all weekend and watch over her and her arm was strong, but she knew Marcus would be feeling that same tug, especially since Ana had gotten hurt onherwatch.
“Yes, of course,” she made herself say, her stomach only twisting a little.It’s not like Marcus hadn’t wanted to spend his full week with Ana.
“I don’t blame you, Domi.”Leaning over the table, Marcus put his hand over hers, his expression earnest.“It was an accident.They happen.”
The little twist in her gut relaxed a little, and she managed to smile back at him.He really was a great guy.Steady.Reliable.Kind.The kind of man sheshouldhave feelings for… if she was going to have feelings for a guy.Not a commitment-phobe fuck buddy.No matter how great he’d been in a crisis.
Mitch
Feeling even more tired than usual but also extremely satisfied with himself, Mitch headed home, Domi and her daughter foremost in his mind the entire way.Ana was an extremely cute miniature version of her mom, with the same energy and sass.He’d wondered where Ana’s dad was but hadn’t felt it was his place to ask.
Did he want it to be his place?
That was the question.
He and Domi had always gotten along well at the club.That had never been a problem.But how did he know whether he wanted more?
He missed her.
His friends all called the end of their arrangement a breakup.
But what did it all really mean?
The question plagued him all the way home, then out to Stronghold, where he was meeting up with the guys.
“Mitch.Earth to Mitch.Come in, Mitch.”Brian waved a hand in front of Mitch’s face, making him jerk back in surprise.“You okay, man?”
“Yeah.Yeah, just tired.It was a long day.”Mitch shook his head as if he was trying to shake away thoughts of Domi, not exactly something easy to do in Stronghold, even when she wasn’t there.He didn’t expect her to show up tonight.
“Are you gonna go play?”Zach asked, tipping his beer bottle toward the Lounge area, where the unattached submissives were gathered.He was leaning on the bar table next to Kincaid.The two of them were standing so close, they were almost touching, but not quite.The energy coming off them was almost enough to distract Mitch from his own thoughts.
Mitch glanced over at the subbies.
Any one of them could do a scene with him, scream for him, come for him.
It wouldn’t be the same.
The whisper threaded through his mind, and his chest tightened.Dammit.He didn’t want any of them.He wanted Domi.
“Hmmm, looks like Mitch is feeling conflicted.”A little smile on his lips, Zach half-turned to address the woman at one of the tables behind him.“Hey Sharon, what’s that term you use when a man whore starts wanting only one woman?”
“Magic pussy?”The petite sub half-pulled away from her boyfriend, whose arm was wrapped possessively around her, her eyes lighting up with interest.“Oooh, who got magic pussied?!Is it Mitch?Does Domi have the magic pussy?”
Her boyfriend, Jake, turned with her, eyes alight with curiosity, as were the rest of the group they’d been talking to.
Great.Mitch banged his head on the table.So much for privacy.Not that he had any huge expectations of it in Stronghold or Marquis—gossip central with no gender lines.
“We’re pretty sure Domi has magic pussy, though Mitch has yet to confirm,” Brian said, chuckling.
