Page 52 of Master My Love

From the corner of his eye, he saw Valerie lick her lips, the color in her cheeks heightened, as she watched spellbound with excitement.

“You’rearoused, sweet subbie,” he murmured next to her ear. “Which part isn’t for you—the double penetration? Two floggers at once? Multiple orgasms? Or is it the exhibitionism?”

“All of it is very—” He could tell her throat had gone dry when she had to pause toswallow. Her lips were parched, too, and her tongue peeked out to moisten them before she continued. “It’s all very...stimulating. Do you take part in, uh...ménage à trois, master?”

“I have, but not in a while. If you change your mind and would like to explore one day, I can make it happen.”She shot him a quick sidelong look before turning back to center stage.

“I think I’m fine watching from the sidelines.”

“Spoken like a true voyeur. Just the two of us is also fine; if that’s what you prefer. With you, I’m not so eager to share, anyway.”He felt her relax against him and smiled. “I’ll encourage you to try new things, and you’ll find I enjoy testing your limits, but I can be selfish and demanding, and I don’t alwaysplay nice with others, which includes sharing my toys.” He brushed his lips over her scarlet cheek. “That’s what you are, sweet Valerie, my plaything, mine to partake of at my leisure, as my submissive tonight, and for many nights to come. I must apologize for not having sat down with you and come to a formal agreement. We shouldn’t be playing without one, but I’ve hadtoo many conflicts this week.”

This pulled her completelyaway from the scene. “Please, don’t tell me we have to stop and do it tonight.”

“I have one destination in mind; it isn’t my office,” he reassured her, amused by the sheer desperation in her voice. If his little novice wanted to play, business could wait. “First thing tomorrow is soon enough.”

He felt the force of her sigh as the tension left her body. His eyes flicked to the trio still engaged atop the platform. With his hand beneath Val’s chin, he turned her facetoward them.

“Watch,” he urged.

The dom fucking her from behind withdrew and adjusted his angle before slowly re-entering. His blissful groan and Roanna’s brief pause in her oral duties told Eric he had somethingnew and tight to concentrate on for the moment. He waited to see if Val had any objection to the rear entry.

When she didn’t comment, he prompted, “Is it only the ménage you object to?”

“I, uh, don’t mind any of it—for them. And watching is really hot.”

Seeing her response was what he found hot. In fact, everything about the sweet bundle in his arms was arousing. Burying his face in her hair, he inhaled. She smelled like strawberries and cream, and a hint of vanilla, but underneath, the scent of a warm, willing, and incredibly aroused woman.The combination made his dick ache.

Dying to see if she tasted as good as she smelled, he brushed her hair aside with his chin and opened his mouth on her neck. Instantly, he wanted more.

“Are you done with your peeping? I’d like to have you all to myself in that big bed upstairs.”

“I’m past ready, master.”

He tugged her along, adjusting his long strides out of consideration for her much shorter legs.

“Is it weird that I enjoy watching? I’m not sure I want to be known as peeping Valerie.”

A trace of uncertainty had crept into her voice, which he needed to nip in the bud immediately. Stopping outside the entrance to their room, he pulled her against him. As one hand slid low to cup her ass, the other curved around the side of her neck. His thumb along her jaw angled her head back while he gazed into her eyes.

“If not for the voyeurs, the exhibitionists wouldn’t have an audience, now would they? Where would a sadist or dominant be without a masochist who craves what he can provide, or a submissive who desires nothing more than to surrender to his control?” Gently, he glided his thumb along her plump lower lip. “You’ll find little judgment here.”

“I’m realizing that,” she whispered, her warm breath teasing his skin.

“Everyone is different in what excites them and what turns them off. It’s one of the many reasons for negotiations, safewords, and limit lists.” He tilted his head, reminded of her newbie status. “Do I need to test you on the sane, safe, and consensual philosophy again?”

Immediately, she blurted out, “Good grief, no! Master Thomas made us repeat it every ten minutes during class.”

“Good for him. So, how do you feel about your newly discovered voyeurism? It doesn’t change how I think of you or lessen my opinion.”

“I’m okay with it, I suppose, and it explains a lot.”

“Excellent, but I’m tired of watching everyone else play. It’s our turn.” He opened the door and swept his arm inside with an exaggerated flourish.“Welcome to what we like to call Sinful Decadence. I’m certain you’re gonna love it.”

Eager to have her, he all but dragged her inside, closing the door behind them with his foot. The red light over the entrance came on, signaling to others the room was being used, something he planned to do to its fullest potential.

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