“I get it. It’s a high, and you’re going to have that feeling plenty in your career. Tonight, you really took the first step to running your own kitchen.”
She grabs my face in her hands, kissing me with everything she has, and I want to melt into her, but I also really want her to properly meet my friends.
“My friends are having a drink down in the bar, and I thought maybe you’d like to come and say hi. What do you think?”
“You mean I get to go into Venom?” She starts jumping up and down.
“The bar. There are no sexual acts or nudity down there. It’s where we usually hang out.”
“I would love to.”
I finish setting up for tomorrow and take Aspen’s hand in mine. “If you want to leave at any time, just let me know.”
“It’s a drink in a bar. In a kinky bar.” A devious grin spreads across her impossibly beautiful face. I pull her into the elevator and kiss her with wild abandon as we take it down to level one.
It crosses my mind as we step out into the bar that I should have prepared her for the possibility of seeing the Dom/sub dynamic at play.
“We leave at any time, okay?”
“Yes, Sir.” My cock hardens.
“You know what that does to me, baby girl.” She runs her hand over my crotch, feeling exactly what her word choice brings out in me.
“Take me to your private room.”
“Not tonight. My friends are waiting. Don’t worry, when we get home, I’m going to fuck you so hard you forget your own name. Watching you in action tonight was so fucking hot.”
“Hey, hey, hey. No fornicating in the bar. You know the rules, Ry.” I am going to wring Flex’s neck. The fucker just had to call us out. Aspen giggles against my chest.
I turn my attention to my table of friends, trying to kill me. Dalton has a wicked grin on his face as Nadia kneels at his side. I know the moment Aspen sees her, her body tensing against me.
“Is that normal?” she whispers.
“Yeah. Submissives often take their place at their Master’s side.”
“You make it sound like she’s a pet.”
“No, that would bemywife. Isn’t that right, pet?” Helena wraps her arms around Flex’s neck.
“Yes, Master Navarro.”
“All right, let’s give it a rest. I wanted to introduce my girlfriend, and you’re all making it weird,” I jibe, taking Aspen’s hand in mine and leading her over to the table. There are a few open bottles of champagne that Pierce sends my way as I take a seat, pulling Aspen down into my lap.
My body sags, as if suddenly, all is right in the world, being here with my friends and having my girl in my lap.
“So…” Aspen turns to me, “… do I get an introduction? I’ve met most of the men at the table, but I’ve yet to meet their ladies.”
“You may come and sit in my lap, kitten,” Dalton commands. Nadia crawls up into his lap, a blissed-out expression on her face. She leans over the table, holding her hand out to Aspen.
“Hey, I’m Nadia. So nice to finally put a face to the name. Your food was excellent tonight.”
Aspen reaches out, a little shy at first, before turning to me. “Am I allowed to ask questions?”
“Of course,” Freya chimes in from her seat next to Pierce. “I’m Freya, by the way.”
“And you’re a submissive too?”
“Yes,” she says with a warm smile.
