“Hey,” she said, hair twirling around her finger. Candice made a gagging motion before vacating her roommate’s space. “What’s up?”
Danica’s voice was as cool and sensual as ever.I can picture her at her desk right now. The woman had said she was going straight to the office.“I take it you arrived home safely?”
“The safest and the soundest.” Alicia flopped down on her bed. “Don’t tell me. You already miss me and want to see me now.”
“If I could spare the moments, I would. As it is, I have a lot of work to catch up on.” She chuckled. “Which includes respondingto some PR attention. We are apparently making waves in the social world, not that I usually care about that.”
“Of course you don’t. Not until you met me, anyway.”
“You’re catching on.” Danica’s languid attitude was infectious. “You catch on so quickly, Alicia. Soon, there won’t be anything left for me to teach you.”
“Oh, no.”
“Don’t worry. There are still a few things to train you in. In fact…” Something tapped in the background. A pencil against her desk? “If you’re not busy this Friday night, I have my schedule cleared. I can’t think of a better time to really introduce you to my world.”
“Your world?”
“Alicia, Alicia… my love.” The chair creaked on the phone. “We are not the only people like us. I want to introduce you to the people I truly consider my peers, even if they think I’m from another planet.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. We’re going to take it back to the beginning. Where we first met.”
Alicia gasped.
“I’m going to debut you as my girlfriend at Midnight.”
Chapter 13
She hadn’t been home for two days before she was due back at the place where, as Danica put it, everything between them began.
Even though she knew her girlfriend owned the club, she tried not to think about it. Shit was embarrassing. While most of the people working there seemed nice, they were more than likely put out that Alicia failed that stupid test. When she thought about Danica’s “test?” She didn’t care if it led to their whirlwind of a romance. She cared that Danica had been a jerk.
“You. Are. Stunning.” Danica sat back in the nicer of the two chairs in Alicia’s living room.Never thought I would actually see her here.This apartment was much too pedestrian for a woman like her. That’s why she sent over people like Ms. Clayborn, who now stood in the background and tried not to pay attention to the kink being displayed before her.She’s not looking anyone in the eye tonight.“I admit, I worried that it wouldn’t fit you, my pet, but the shopkeeper really did know her measurements. All she did was look at your picture.”
Don’t know how I feel about that. How many people in the world now stared at her photos, trying to figure out her measurements?Too many. “I’m glad that it delights you, ma’am.” She was freezing in this lingerie set, but who the hell was paying attention? Ha. Ha.
When she received the ensemble her sweet Mistress had picked out for her earlier that day, Alicia nearly doubled over. One thing to ask her to wear sexy lingerie when they were alone, quite another to expect it of her when they were out for the evening! A slick black trench coat was provided for the outdoors, but Alicia didn’t doubt it was supposed to come off the moment they were in the club again. The poor girl was dressed in a simple black push-up bra and a barely-there thong that made her ass cheeks look ready for anything. Like some spankings.
Black flats graced her feet. Her hair was pulled up in a loose bun, no decoration. Aside from the collar around her throat and the emerald ring on her right hand, she wore no adornments at all. Until Danica presented her with a glittery black mask, anyway.
“How does it feel?” Danica stood from the well-used chair and tucked back some of Alicia’s hair. The sweet gesture did not go unappreciated. Or did anything but make Alicia feel so aroused that her nipples poked right through her bra padding. “Comfortable?”
It made her nose itch a little, but otherwise, it fit snugly over her eyes. The slits were big enough for her to see through, anyway. “I’m comfortable when I’m with you.”
Danica picked up the trench coat and kissed her on the cheek. “Let’s get going, then. The party is probably in full swing by now. I should know. I’m throwing it.”
Alicia tied her coat and took Danica’s hand as they walked out of the building. Candice, who had to work and still did not seethe full extent of Alicia’s new lifestyle, sent her a text bidding her to have fun that night. Alicia hoped she would.
She wanted to believe that every night with her girlfriend would be fun. When they returned to the scene of their original crime? Nerves mounted. Not even the warmth of the backseat of Danica’s limo could make her feel anything but chills.
“Tonight will be exciting, my pet,” she muttered in Alicia’s ear, hand stroking her bare thigh. “I think you’ll enjoy yourself immensely, once you get into it.” Danica chuckled. “I have few rules for you tonight. All I want is for you to enjoy your role. You may be nervous now, but I think that once you soak up the atmosphere, you’ll get into it.”
“I hope so, ma’am.” Alicia was definitely into the way Danica touched her skin, that was for sure. She slid her hand between Danica’s legs, on the hunt for warmth.
“No,” she said, pulling Alicia’s hand away. “You must ask permission. Best not to forget. I don’t want to have to punish you later for disobeying my simplest orders. I only wish to reward you with what makes you happiest.” That grin, when it was so genuine, if rare, always did Alicia in. “I think I have some good ideas about what makes you happy.”
They pulled up in front of a familiar block. Alicia took a deep breath. She would need it.
