“Trent’s expecting you,” Sarah informed me, pulling back and staring into my face, as though trying to read my expression. “Here, let me take your coat and your shoes.”
“No shoes?” I asked.
“Not tonight. At least for submissives,” she replied with a gleam in her eye.
I quickly removed the lightweight trench coat I had pulled out of my coat closet. Luckily, I had overlooked packing up my fall and winter collection or I would’ve been flashing a whole lot of skin to the unsuspecting public.
“Wow. You look … beautiful.”
A blush crept up my neck, but I managed to smile shyly as I leaned down and slipped my shoes off. “Thank you.”
“I have to say, Trent’s going to be pleased.”
He better be. Then again, he had picked out this seductive ensemble, so I was sure he would be pleased.
“And you should see Troy,” Sarah said in a conspiratorial whisper. “The two of you are going to look mighty fine on Trent’s … arms. You can go on in when you’re ready,” Sarah informed me, her smile still blinding. “It’s good to see you again, Master Lautner.”
While Sarah made polite conversation with Zeke, I shored up my nerve, adjusted the emerald-green corset to ensure my boobs were settled appropriately, then headed for the door.
A lock disengaged, and the door opened. It led me into another room, where I encountered a big, burly guy. The man’s eyes traveled from my face down to my feet, then back again. The look was more clinical than anything.
“Are you carrying any weapons? Cell phones? Video equipment?” he asked, his voice slightly higher-pitched than I expected.
“No, sir,” I said, my eyes locked with his.
“Mind if I pat you down?”
“I … um…”
“She’s with me, Lee.”
My gaze swung over to see Trent standing in the doorway looking ridiculously sexy in a pair of black leather pants and a black leather vest. Beneath was nothing but endless bronzed skin over a ridiculously chiseled torso. His dark hair and stubbled chin gave him a dangerous look that stirred delicious things in my belly.
For half a second, I forgot how pissed I was at him. In fact, warmth infused me as memories of last night came back in a feverish rush. The way Trent and Troy had crushed me between them, fucking me at the same time, filling me to overflowing. I’d never experienced anything like it.
Too bad Trent had ruined it by fleeing before anyone woke up.
“She’s all yours, Master Ramsey.” Lee held out his hand, motioning toward Trent. “I did not check her for a cell phone.”
Trent’s eyebrow lifted as he looked at me.
“I don’t have one, Master.” I knew the rules in places such as this. No phones, no cameras. I had long ago learned to leave mine at home or secured in my car. Since I’d been brought in a limo, I had left all my personal belongings.
Trent held out his hand to me and I reached for him. The instant my fingers touched his, my skin tingled.
“You look lovely, sunshine,” he said softly, cupping my face as he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. It was a gentle kiss, but that didn’t seem to matter. My insides coiled with heat and I instantly longed for more.
While I wanted the anger to remain, I had a soft spot where this man was concerned. I wanted to earn his approval, to get him to want me in a way that wouldn’t have him fleeing from bed the minute he woke up.
I battled back my inner submissive. She was not allowed to lose control tonight. I was here to prove a point and that was all.
“Thank you, Master.”
“Are you ready for tonight?”
I was more than ready. “Yes, Master. I am.”
“Good.”
When Trent turned, I found myself face-to-face with the sexy man who had overwhelmed me in ways I never anticipated.
Troy looked vastly different tonight, wearing a pair of leather pants and a collar. Nothing else. Well, nothing except for the leash that dangled from the collar hanging down the front of him and not doing a damn thing to hide that delicious chest of his.
“Troy, please greet Clarissa appropriately.”
“Yes, Master.”
Troy stepped up to me, leaned in, and pressed his lips to mine. My breath halted in my chest as I inhaled his delicious scent. His hand slid up to my neck, his fingers slipping under my hair as he deepened the kiss. I sighed as I gave in to my urges, kissing him back.
“It’s good to see you. I missed you today,” Troy whispered as our lips separated, his voice deeper than I expected it.
I didn’t know what to say to that. My brain cells were once again mushy, and if I gave in to his charms, it would throw me off my game.
I glanced over at Trent, noticing he was eyeing both of us intently.
