Page 93 of Heist

“That right there is exactly what has me spooked. In eight weeks, whenever this house submissive training is over, where am I going to stand with you?”

“I prefer you kneeling anyway,” he teased.

“I’m serious, Patrick. I’m putting a lot into this and I don’t want to get hurt because I got too attached to you. If I need to lower my expectations, tell me now.”

Patrick sighed. “Baby girl, you’re not going to get hurt. I know you have nothing to base your trust on, but I swear this is different for me. You’re different for me. I’ve never asked a sub to wear my bracelet outside the club. I’ve certainly never gone home with them and the women you talked to today were flings I had. Yes, I admit, I’m a flirt and I was a player but now I’ve only got eyes for you.”

Austin curled into a tighter ball on her couch. “OK. I’ll try not to freak out then.”

“Good girl. And from now on, don’t be afraid to come to me if you feel like you are freaking out or if I’m stepping on one of your insecurities, understand?”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered.

“Ahh baby girl. I’m sorry you’ve been walking around with this all day. I’ll make it up to you this weekend.”

Austin smiled as she thought of spending another weekend with him. “What does this weekend’s training involve?”

“For the club, you’ll shadow Russell to learn how to be an effective dungeon monitor. With me, I think I might finally claim your ass. What do you think of that?”

Austin swallowed. “I think I like it very much, Sir.”

“And to think, it was one of your soft limits when we first start this a couple of weeks ago.”

Austin squirmed as he talked, arousal overtaking her. She couldn’t help the whimper that escaped.

“What was that, baby girl? Are you getting horny thinking about me fucking your ass?”

“Fuck,” she murmured. “If I wasn’t before I am now. I’m fighting the urge to masturbate.”

Patrick gave a low growl. “You better keep fighting it.”

“Yes, Sir,” she said.

“Why is that, baby girl?”

“Because my pussy is yours,” she said, proud of herself for how easy it was to say.

Patrick purred in her ear. “Good girl. If you continue being a good girl, I might let you play with yourself before bed, with me listening of course.”

She giggled. “I’ll be as good as I can then, Sir.”

Patrick chuckled. “So other than being confronted with my slutty ways, how was your day?”

Austin picked up her wine glass and drank. “I spent most of it on the phone. There were a few people I couldn’t get in touch with though. Tim Reyes is at the top of my list. If you talk to him can you ask him to call me?”

“Of course. He’s in New York right now. Should I set up a meeting?”

Austin pulled the throw blanket off the back of her couch and covered her legs. “You don’t have to do that but do ask him to call me.” She paused. “Speaking of calls, I made the phone call,” she said as casually as she could manage. “I’m touring the office space tomorrow.”

He was quiet for a moment. Pride filled his voice when he spoke. “I’m so happy for you, baby girl. Let me know if you need any help to speed things along.”

“You mean, let you know if I need you to throw money around?”

Patrick laughed. “You make it sound terrible.”

Austin sighed. “Not terrible, just not what I’m used to. Anyway, I think the only thing I’ll need help with is speeding along things like the business license and I’ll let you do that if it makes you happy. I’m going over my contract with Thorley and Associates to make sure I won’t run into any issues with the non-compete clause.”

They talked late into the night while Austin drank wine. Silly banter dominated most of their conversation, but things turned serious a few times as they discussed his impending trial. She knew it was hard for him living with this cloud over her head.

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