Page 175 of Their Famous Dominant (Office Intrigue Duet 4)
Well, except for when they told me they loved me. Nothing beat that.
Troy
WHY IN THE HELL DID no one ever warn me about something like this?
For the past half hour, I’d remained on my knees willing my heart not to pound out of my chest while Master professed his feelings for Clarissa and me before everyone in this club. It took me by surprise and I was still reeling from it even as I got to my feet before Master.
The look on his face was priceless. He stood there, completely in control but emotionally stripped bare. It was enough to have my chest rattling from the emotion swirling through me.
“I love you, Clarissa,” Master said as he leaned in and kissed her thoroughly.
“I love you, too, Master,” she replied sweetly.
I stood there, trying to catch my breath, willing the ache in my knees to go away. When Master broke their kiss, he turned to me.
“I love you, Troy.”
I didn’t get the chance to respond when he leaned in and locked his lips to mine. I sighed. I did. When he released me, I felt a little light-headed, but I managed to hold myself together.
“I love you, too,” I told him. As for whether anyone heard me, I didn’t know. My voice was raspy and I was trying to hold it together.
Suddenly, cheers and clapping erupted. It was so loud it drowned out the music that was steadily growing louder.
“Not a bad way to spend your second time in a BDSM club, huh?” Zeke asked, clapping me on the back hard enough to have me shifting forward. “Congratulations, you three.”
“Thank you,” Master told him.
The next thing I knew, people were coming forward, tossing out congratulations and hugs. I kept Clarissa close to me, not wanting to let her go. Luci appeared, a wide grin on her face.
I smiled back at her. “So, I assume this was the secret you were barely hanging on to?”
She nodded. “I’m terrible with secrets. They should know that by now. But it’s cool because it’s now all said and done.”
“Not entirely, pet.”
I glanced over to see Langston moving toward her.
“I think it’s time for some torture techniques. I’d like to know just how much it does take to break you.”
She giggled, but her eyes widened. With a quick wave, she allowed Langston to lead her away.
I turned to Clarissa and pulled her close. “While it’s evidently not customary for me to give you a collar or anything, I do want you to know that I love you, baby.”
“I love you, too. With all my heart.”
I leaned in and kissed her, getting lost in her sweetness until someone cleared their throat. We pulled apart in time to see Master stepping forward.
“The night’s just getting started, pets,” he said and that wicked gleam was once again in his eyes. “I think I hear some restraints calling your names.”
“I’m looking forward to it, Master.”
He chuckled. “I wouldn’t be so sure of that just yet.”
With that warning, Clarissa and I obediently followed behind him. I was eager to see what he had in store for us next.
Of course, I secretly hoped he didn’t intend to use that damn prostate massager again anytime soon.
EPILOGUE
Trent
Friday, October 5, 2018
“I STILL CAN’T BELIEVE THAT woman made this place sound almost like some sort of kinky resort,” Greg noted as the two of us sat at the bar in Dichotomy’s Masters’ lounge.
“Not everyone’s got a negative outlook on kink, Edge,” I told him as I poured a couple of fingers of scotch into two glasses before passing one over to him.
While I didn’t serve alcohol in the club, I wasn’t above sharing a few drinks with friends when necessary. Since we’d all gathered to shoot the shit before the festivities kicked off tonight, it wasn’t going to hurt anyone.
Greg spun away from the television to face me as he took the drink. For the past half hour, most of the club’s Masters had been sitting in the lounge watching the interview I’d done with McKenna Murphy last week.
“No, but it’s not usually romanticized, either,” he said with a grimace. “She made your collaring ceremony sound like some fucking fairy-tale fantasy.”
I grinned. She had done a damn good job. Then again, my memory tended to make it out to be pretty damn romantic. Maybe not the scene that had taken place a short time after, but the ceremony had been perfect.
“Just out of curiosity, what made you decide to do it here?” Greg asked. “I always thought you’d do it somewhere fancy and elaborate.”
“Like where we had ours?” Langston asked as he sauntered up. “Yeah. Why is that, Ramsey?”
I held up an empty glass and Langston nodded.
“Because this place is important to me,” I told them simply, pouring Langston’s drink.
The truth was, I’d opted for the club because I felt safe here. It was the one place I could go and know I didn’t have to be on my guard. I could trust the people around me to take care of me and my submissives. It had felt right.
