VICTORIOUS (A Quantum Novel)(71)

I can’t believe I’ve forgotten all about our plans to go to the club. “We can do that another night if you want to stay home.”

“I want to go. I want to see it and understand it.”

“Okay, then. I think we need another shower first.”

“Definitely.”





We leave the house forty-five minutes later. Nat is dressed in a clingy top that leaves her shoulders bare and black pants that mold to all her curves. A pair of strappy black heels finishes off her sexy outfit. Her hair is a riot of curls, and she’s gone with dramatic eye makeup that highlights her green eyes. She’s worn the diamond chandelier earrings I gave her as well as the bracelet. I love that she’s wearing the jewelry I gave her, especially the two diamond rings that sit on her left ring finger.

Part of me wants to cancel our plans because I don’t want anyone, even my closest friends, to see my wife looking so hot. Knowing that underneath the sexy outfit she’s wearing my plug only adds to my agitation.

“What’s wrong?” she asks when we’re on our way in the Aston Martin Vanquish.

“Huh? Nothing. What could possibly be wrong?”

“I don’t know, but you haven’t said a word since we left the house, and that’s not like you.”

I reach for her hand. “Nothing’s wrong, baby. For the first time in my entire life, everything is just right.”

“Then what are you brooding about?”

“Truthfully?”

“Always.”

I blow out a deep breath. “I don’t want my friends to see you looking so hot.”

She looks down at her outfit. “Should I have worn something else?”

“No, sweetheart. You look beautiful—and sexy. Incredibly sexy.”

“We’re going to a sex club, Flynn. I thought sexy was the word of the night.”

“It is.”

“Then what’s the problem?”

“I don’t want other guys looking at you.”

“And yet you want to have sex with me in public.”

“It doesn’t make sense to me either.” I grip the wheel a little tighter, my knuckles turning white from the pressure. “Maybe I don’t want things the same way I used to. It’s different now.”

“What is?”

“Everything. I’ve never thought twice about having sex with other women at the club, but the thought of doing that with you… In front of people… It’s different. You’re different. We’re different.”

“You said there’re other ways we can enjoy the club short of actually having sex ourselves, right?”

“Lots of ways, up to and including sex. We have private rooms there.”

“Are they like your room at home?”

“Some of them. Others are more like regular bedrooms with implements on the side.”

“Implements on the side,” she says with a laugh. “Like kinky room service?”

Smiling, I say, “Something like that.”

“It’s like you said—we can figure out what works for us. Just because you’ve done something in the past, doesn’t mean you want to do it now. Perhaps all of that was about getting it out of your system so you’d be ready for me.”

“That’s very possible.” I glance over at her and then back at the road. “It’s so great to be able to have these conversations, to not have to hide this side of myself from you. I’m still sorry about the way you found out, but I’m not sorry you know.”

“I’m not either. Everything we’ve done so far has been…” She shakes her head when she can’t seem to find the words. “I would’ve hated to miss out on knowing you this way.”

I’m humbled by her acceptance, her trust and her love. What I ever did to deserve the love of such an amazing woman is beyond me, but I’ll do whatever it takes to make certain I’m always worthy of her.

We arrive at the Quantum building, and judging by the cars already in the lot, it’s a busy night. “You ready for this?”

“Ready.”

“Let’s go, then.” I take her by the hand and use the palm scanner to gain access to the building as well as the elevator that leads to the club in the basement. The doors open, and I lead her inside, my beautiful submissive wife.