Adored (Masters and Mercenaries #8.5)(31)

Kori was standing with her friend, Sarah. The two were pretty women. With curves for days, they looked ready for play in their corsets and teeny tiny thongs.

Kai frowned. “I’m not and I’ve made that clear. She works for me. I’m not going to play with my employee. I’ve so recently seen where that leads.” He patted Mitch on the shoulder. “I’m going to find a compatible woman and work very hard to not get her pregnant. You look lovely, Laurel.”

“I don’t think that’s a compliment.”

Kai took her hand and brought it to his lips, kissing it gallantly. “It was meant to be. I wish you all the best. And know that my door is always open.”

Kai strode away.

“If I didn’t know he was offering you a counseling session, I might go kick his ass. I think I want to amend our contract. No one gets to kiss you except me. Not any part of you. I didn’t like him kissing your hand.” Mitch could get the tiniest bit jealous, but he looked so cute standing there staring after his friend like he wasn’t sure what to do.

“Somehow, I think he merely meant it as a friendly gesture. Shall we take a look around? I know all the Doms got to see the place being built, but this is my first time.”

He took her hand, threading their fingers together. “I suppose that’s why you weren’t waiting for me outside the locker rooms?”

She winced. He’d been implicit in his instructions, but then Mitch always was. “I wanted to know what I was getting into.”

“You knew where I wanted you.”

“Yes, Master.” She’d actually thought she could run up and take a peek and then get back downstairs. Then she’d caught sight of that damn hamster wheel and gotten off track.

“I like the way that sounds,” he said, satisfaction evident on his face.

“Master?” She hadn’t called him by his title before. Maybe it would save her. She gave him her more innocent smile. “My Master.”

He shook his head. “That’s not going to save you, sweet brat. While we’re showing people how to form a rope dress, you’ll also receive twenty swats.”

Will shuddered. “See, I don’t need to hear that. Ever.”

Bridget sent Laurel an apologetic glance. “Sorry. He’ll get used to it.”

“No, I won’t,” Will complained as Bridget led him off.

Serena went to join her husbands and Laurel was left alone with her Dom.

“I didn’t like you not being there when I came out. I would have stood there waiting for you had another sub not come out and explained you had already left. Will told me where you would be. Apparently he knows you better than I do.”

“Living with a person for eighteen years will do that to you.”

“That’s another five for sarcasm.”

She should have known he would be more rigid in the club. The play parties they’d attended over the last few weeks hadn’t seemed as formal. She lowered her head in deference to her Dom. “I’m sorry, Master. I was very eager to see the dungeon and Bridget was walking upstairs. I went with her. I meant to get back down after I took a peek. I understand and accept my punishment.”

His hand came out and he gently lifted her chin up so she saw him again. “I don’t like not knowing where you are. It worries me.”

Her heart melted a little because he really did worry when she wasn’t with him. “I’m sorry.”

He leaned over and kissed her forehead. “Don’t do it again. I want to be with you when you walk this dungeon. Now, we don’t have much time. Let’s take a walk and then get to our space. Everything’s set up for us so we have a few minutes.”

He started to lead her around. There was the heavy thud of industrial music playing. It seemed to thump through the entire floor. There were numerous scene spaces. She saw a well-stocked doctor’s office. It looked like Mitch’s friend Keith was giving his wife a very deep examination using his penis.

“You’re blushing.” Mitch stopped on the outskirts of the scene. “How are you going to get through our scene if this bothers you?”

She shook her head. “It doesn’t bother me at all. They’re happy, consenting adults. I have no problem with it. It’s very arousing.”

His lips quirked up. “You’re aroused, are you?”

She was getting more aroused because he was backing her up, his big body invading her space. She found herself against a wall. “Yes.”

His hand found her thigh. “I think I’d like to see how aroused you are. Spread your legs for me.”

There had been no panties left in her locker and she definitely hadn’t been foolish enough to wear the ones she’d entered the building in. She would wear what she wanted outside, but in Sanctum she dressed to please Mitchell. Her Master had tossed out all her old cotton panties and replaced them with gorgeous silk undies, but he’d been plain about not wearing them at all in the club.

She did as he asked. It was her first time in the club. The play parties hadn’t truly prepped her for how it would feel. Sanctum was so big. It gave her the sense that any moment anyone could walk by and see her. Her heart raced a little. The club was full tonight. There was a big party for the grand opening with a gorgeous buffet downstairs, but suddenly she wasn’t thinking of food. She was thinking of Mitch’s hands on her body. His big palms moved up her thighs, taking the miniscule skirt with them. She felt cool air on her most private part.