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  Daniel took his time getting ready. Not that he wasn’t familiar with this sort of preparation, but he needed a few moments to think. It wasn’t a matter of what he had just done, what he’d just agreed to. Keira was great, she was perfect. Any man would be lucky to have her and she’d decided that she wanted him to be that man. And that was all well and good for tonight, but at some point he was going to have to make the tough call. He was going to have choose between Keira and The Club and these people he’d come to know as his family.

  He hadn’t seen anyone from his kinky life in weeks. There had been plenty of texts and calls, but after he got a message from Marcos saying that Mistress Evelyn had mentioned he was some seeing someone, a fact he confirmed, the texts and calls stopped. He knew they were being respectful and giving him space, but there was a sense on everyone’s part, even his own, that he would be back. It was just a matter of time.

  But now the decision had been made for him. Keira had said it out loud, plain and clear. She wanted him to herself. Daniel was pretty sure tag-teaming various submissives with Master Philip was out of the question. He could kiss his amateur porn-making days goodbye. And if he really wanted to see this relationship with Keira through, it would probably be a good idea to decline Mistress Evelyn’s offer to take over The Club.

  But he figured he could worry about all of that another time, at least after the weekend.

  He finished up in the bathroom, stashing the towel he’d used after his shower in the hamper.

  He could hear Keira talking to herself as he came down the hall.

  “Gosh, I hope I don’t screw this up. He needs his circulation.”

  Daniel was just about to ask what she was talking about when he turned the corner and saw what she was wearing. She stood as soon as she saw him, gripping the length of rope in her hand. She glanced down when she realized he wasn’t staring at her face.

  “Oh, I—ah—I figured I should wear something dominatrix-y, but this was all I could come up with.”

  Daniel looked her up and down, taking in the black push-up top that came with ribbons that she’d criss-crossed down her torso. There were black thigh-high socks with white stripes that added to the overall sexiness of the situation. What he couldn’t take his eyes off of was the pair of lace panties she was wearing that appeared to be crotchless.

  Daniel swallowed. “I think it’ll work just fine. Turn around a sec.”

  “Um, excuse me. I think I’m in charge tonight.”

  “Just humor me.”

  “Fine.” Keira spun around with a sigh, bending over a bit to give Daniel the view he was clearly looking for.

  Definitely crotchless. Somehow he managed to keep his hand to himself, but his erection, which had started to rise during his preparations, now showed up for the full occasion. It was just as difficult to keep his hand off his dick.

  “Good?” Keira asked, still slightly bent over.

  “Yeah we’re good.”

  “Excellent. Please come to the couch, but remain standing. Please.”

  Daniel followed orders, coming to stand in front of the couch, where Keira had put down a thick towel to cover the cushions. Her laptop was open on the coffee table. A video he’d watched a while ago, a rope tutorial by Madam May, an amazing bondage expert, was queued up.

  “Also, excuse the laptop and the video. I want to make sure I get this right. Just bear with me.”

  “I’m bearing.”

  Daniel stood patiently as Keira began binding his arms to his sides. She talked to herself the entire time, but she barely glanced at the screen as the knots and loops came together down the length of his torso. He wondered how many times she’s practiced. And on whom. After a few short moments she stood back to admire her work.

  “Is it too tight?”

  Daniel moved his arms, just a fraction of an inch. “Perfect.”

  “Great,” she said with the enthusiasm he’d loved about her from day one. “Can you snap?”

  Daniel responded with a loud snap of his fingers.

  “Excellent.”

  He had to laugh at the huge smile on Keira’s face and the way she bounced up on the balls of her feet, but she had every right to be proud of herself. This was a night of firsts for her and so far she was knocking every bit of it out of the park.

  “Would you like me to sit?” he asked.

  “Yes, please. I must administer the ball gag.”

  Daniel sat, shaking his head at her silliness. She carefully secured the gag in his mouth, then gave him a light shove. It wasn’t enough to move him, but he still flopped back against the couch.

  Keira slid onto the floor between his legs. “K, here I go. Snap if the pleasure is just too much for you.”

  All Daniel could do was nod.

  He channeled years of training, years of patience, as he watched her grab the bottle of massage oil and proceed to pour the slick liquid all over his dick. He watched her face as she watched the warm liquid run down his balls. She added more, then wasted no time spreading it around his sac.

  “This stuff is safe for me to swallow. Not saying that I’m going to be putting anything in my mouth, but just in case you wanted to know.”

  Daniel let out a rough breath through his nose, his sign that he understood.

  Keira started on his balls, massaging them slowly. He thought about closing his eyes, shutting everything out so he could focus on the feel of Keira’s hands and the sound of her voice, and not how badly he wanted to lay her out of the floor and fuck her senseless. But he had to watch her, to look at her beautiful face when she tilted her head to the side and gave his scrotum and ass a thorough inspection.

  “Your skin is so soft. It’s so weird how soft taint skin is.”

  Daniel snorted because this was his girlfriend now, his Keira, talking so matter-of-factly about the softness of his taint, and instead of turning him off it just made him want her more. He wouldn’t change her ability to keep every moment they spent together light and full of humor for anything. He slid a little farther down on the couch and spread his legs a little wider.

  Keira really started in on him then, using one hand to slowly stroke his cock while she massaged his balls. So slowly he knew it would be a breeze to hold off until she was ready for him to come. The only frustration came from not being able to touch her, not being able to kiss her. Those thoughts had him staring at her more carefully as she touched him. He started to memorize the features of her face, the way her straightened hair looked pulled back. Her lips.

  She took him into her mouth after a while, talking to him and teasing him as she slurred up and down his shaft. She knew he wouldn’t come and she knew he couldn’t talk, but still she asked him how good it felt, if he wanted her to keep going. He groaned and grunted in the affirmative. Her tongue was enough to make him want to cover those, soft plump lips with his come.

  The teasing didn’t last forever though. She started sucking him in earnest, not for his pleasure, but for her own. Sitting up on her knees, she leaned over his lap and started going to town. For a moment, Daniel lost himself, actually let himself forget that he was supposed to be holding off. He snapped three times sharply. When Keira looked up he shook his head. Her lips were all slick and glossy.

  “Do I need to stop? Are you close?”

  He nodded with another grunt.

  “Okay. I’ll back off. This is easier than I thought.” The wink she threw him was unnecessary. He was already coming to terms with how hard this was going to be. Daniel loved edging. He loved the tension it created all over his body, and the inevitable release that was always worth the wait, but he didn’t want to wait. No. Not tonight. He wanted Keira, now. It was too soon though. He already agreed to her terms. Unless he wanted to end the scene altogether, he would just have to suck it up and wait ’til the moment where he could take her properly.

  More oil then, along his shaft and all over his lap. She massaged his hips and his stomach before making her way down his thighs. The
lack of direct stimulation helped a bit, but not for long because she was soon back on his cock, with her hand this time, while her other fingers started toying with his ass.

  “Do you want the gloves?”

  Daniel nodded. He’d already pictured her snapping the black latex into place. She paused long enough to do just that and Daniel’s cock jumped at the sound.

  One finger then two gently probed his ass. The intrusion was too much and still not enough. He was groaning and close to thrashing on the couch, but his hips were the only thing that moved; his hips and the heaving of his chest, until he snapped again. He was gonna come.

  “You really like that don’t you?” she asked, before she went at him with just her tongue. Her mouth was everywhere, licking and kissing and sucking. She asked him again and again if she was doing things right. More groans and grunts and pumping of his hips as her head turned this way and that.

  She brought him to the edge again, taking turns between using her mouth and her hands, stroking his cock, and fucking his ass with her slender fingers. Daniel didn’t expect her to be so good at this. He’d never enjoyed this so much, not with anyone else.

  Keira stood up and tugged off the latex gloves.

  “I’m sorry. I have to do something a little selfish.”

  As long as you keep touching me, you can be as selfish as you want. She did one better. She straddled his lap and sat on his dick.

  He was already slick from the oil and her mouth, but her pussy was so wet and so warm, he could only squeeze his eyes shut to keep himself from ejaculating. It was his only way to claw at some sense of self-control. She felt too good. Daniel automatically thrust his hips up, burying himself as deep as she could take him. Keira cried out, falling forward to brace herself on his shoulders. He moved his hips again, pumping into her until she begged him to stop.

  “Wait, wait. Hold on,” she said, practically panting. “Just let me ride you.”

  Daniel groaned his disapproval, but gave in, settling in the couch so she could set the pace. He watched her as she got herself off, wishing she’d lose the strappy bra top so he could watch her nipples. It would have been even better if her nipples were in his mouth. He didn’t care if this was her night. As soon as she untied him, he was taking over.

  Keira came, slowing the vicious rocking of her pelvis long enough to draw out her orgasm. Daniel held off, focusing all his energy on not coming inside of her tight, throbbing pussy. But she didn’t savor it, not the way he was hoping she would. She hopped off him, rubbing her clit as she retreated to the far end of the couch.

  “Come,” she said with a breathy sigh. Her fingers were still busy with their exploration. “Come now.”

  The only words Daniel’s body wanted to hear. He gave in, letting all the sensations and built up frustration take control. Come shot out of his cock and up his chest in thick jets. Keira came back to him and started to tug off the gag. Jizz was still leaking from his swollen tip. He had two more nuts in him in, at least. She was in such deep shit once he got out of this rope.

  As soon as the gag was off, she went for his stomach, licking up whatever she could find on his skin and in between the ropes. And then she kissed him.

  “Go get the condoms out of my jacket,” Daniel said when he had a moment to breathe and swallow the come she’d just put in his mouth. “And then I want you to untie me.”

  “But we’re not done yet. You haven’t pizza’d yet.” Keira’s attempt at arguing was cute, considering she was already reaching for his coat. She dropped the condoms on the coffee table and then made quick work of the ropes binding his arms.

  “Is it bad that I set a timer?” she asked as she untangled the final knots.

  “I wouldn’t expect anything else from you. How’d we do?”

  Keira glance at her computer then back at him with this toothy grin. “Two hours and twenty-three minutes. You think we can beat it next time?”

  Daniel stood then pulled her closer, kissing her face. “I’m sure we can. Put a condom on me.”

  “You ready again?” she asked, even though she was already reaching for a rubber. He didn’t even bother to answer because she was already sliding it over his cock. But he did ask her, “Are you worn out?”

  “No,” she replied, a hint of bashfulness coloring her voice. She wasn’t used to being this greedy.

  “We’ll have to do something about that.” Daniel kissed her once more. And then he turned her around and bent her over the couch.

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  Keira didn’t know it was possible to smile for two days straight, but when she woke up Monday morning, way before the sun, she was still grinning like an idiot. Her first two clients even noticed she was perkier than usual, but she didn’t think it would be professional to tell them that she had a new man. It would be extra unprofessional to go into the explicit details of how they spent their first weekend coupled up, but thinking about those explicit things just made her smile even more. Yeah, this kind of happy was something she could get used to.

  When she came back to the gym with her lunch, Grant finally asked what had her on cloud eleven, even after she’d spent part of the morning in a one-on-one with her least favorite client.

  Armando came into the office just as she was about to spill the beans. She figured she should tell them both.

  “Well, Daniel and I are a couple now.”

  “Oh yeah?” Grant’s face lit up with pleasant surprise. Armando, on the other hand… Keira tried not to be bothered by the look of horror spreading across his face. She did a double take before she turned her attention back to Grant.

  “Yeah. I uh, I asked him if he wanted to go steady. You know, be exclusive ’cause I’m in high school and I need to define my commitment.”

  Grant shrugged that last bit off. “Nah. Violet asked me to be her boyfriend. Shit, it was good for me. I think it’s fine to define a relationship when it gets to that point. And you guys have been hanging for what? Like a month?”

  Thirty-three and a half days. “Yeah, something like that.”

  “Well, there you go. I’m happy for you guys.”

  “Thank you,” Keira said and she meant it, but she was slightly distracted by the fact that Armando’s eye looked like it was about to start twitching at any moment. “Are you okay?”

  “Yeah. Yeah. I’m happy for you guys. I’ll be right back.” He turned on his sneakers and walked right out of the office.

  “What is going on with him?” Keira asked.

  Grant shrugged. “Who knows? So, I guess you’ll be coming to the Christmas party at Master Phillip’s.”

  “Oh, I don’t know. Daniel hasn’t mentioned it yet.”

  “I’m sure he will. It’s this weekend. Violet had to keep reminding me.”

  “Oh. I’ll be back.” She didn’t mean to be so dismissive, especially since Grant was being supportive, but she had to know what Armando’s deal was.

  Keira wandered back out to the gym and saw Armando through the frosted front doors, talking on his phone. She marched outside, catching him off guard.

  “She is my business, man! She’s my friend! I—” He cut himself off when he realized he wasn’t alone.

  “Are you talking to Daniel?”

  Armando’s face fell. “Ah—”

  Keira held out her hand. “Let me talk to him.”

  “Uh…here.”

  Keira took the phone, but kept her eyes firmly on Armando. What the heck was going on? “Hey, it’s me.”

  “Hey.” Daniel did not sound happy.

  “Is everything okay?”

  “Yeah, Armando’s just worried about you. He doesn’t trust me.”

  “Is there a reason he shouldn’t?” Keira asked around the sudden sour taste in her mouth.

  “No, not at all. He’s just paranoid because I’m a pervert and he thinks I’ll corrupt you, but I think we both know it’s a little late for that.”

  “Yeah, I think so,” Keira replied. Her smile was back. “Oh,
Grant said something about a Christmas party this weekend? Do I need a dress?”

  “Uh, yeah. I completely forgot about that.” Daniel was quiet for a second before he went on. “It’s at the club, as in the bondage club. Are you sure you want to go?”

  “Do I have to bondage with strangers?”

  Daniel’s laugh made it easier for her to ignore Armando while he stood there watching her. “No, you don’t, babe. Unless you want to.”

  “I think I’m good. I have a client soon. Do you want to talk to Armando again?”

  “No, I don’t. I’ll text you later, aight?”

  “’Kay.” Keira said her goodbyes then hit END on the screen. Then she turned on Armando. “What gives?”

  “I’ve just never known Daniel to have a girlfriend. I don’t want you to be the guinea pig, if it ends badly.”

  “That kinda sucks, Mando. I mean, that’s a crappy thing to say,” Keira said, despite the sudden tightness in her throat. “He’s been great to me and I really like him. And you introduced us. I know you didn’t think we would hook up, but isn’t it better that we found each other?”

  “I—No, you’re right.”

  “You can have two single, unhappy friends, or two friends that are happy together.”

  “You’re right, you’re right. I’m sorry.” Armando let out an uneasy laugh and then pulled Keira into his arms, a familiar hug they’d shared dozens of times. “You know how protective I am of my sisters.”

  “Well, I’m not one of your sisters and you’re not the boss of me. Well actually you are, but you get what I mean.” Keira stepped back and handed Armando his phone. He seemed to relax.

  “You sound like Daniel. He basically said the same thing.”

  “Good. Stop being bossy and just be happy for us.”

  “Alright, alright. Let’s get back in here. I’ve got a client soon. And your lunch is probably getting cold.”