The rest of my night goes by in a blur, and I love every second of it. By the time the last plates go out, I’ve worked up a thirst. I’ve always been such a hands-on person in all my endeavors, I really needed this.
The kitchen and waitstaff practically toss me out the door when I’m done, giving me a round of applause. I guess some of them weren’t around when I was running the kitchen every night. I’ll definitely be doing it more often now that I don’t have a sub to take care of.
Chapter 2
RYDER
“Pour me another Scotch, Eli.” He gives me a pitying look as he pushes the glass across the bar for me.
“Don’t do that.”
“What?”
“Giving me the same sad eyes everyone else around here has been doing recently.Poor Ryder, can’t keep his sub satisfied.” I sling back my drink and ask him to top it up.
“There is no pity here, bro. No one thinks that.”
“The only way you know that is because everyone’s talking about it. Fucking whore.”
“If you care to know,that’sthe sentiment around here. Nothing to do with you and everything to do with Tessa’s cheating ass.”
“Women are self-serving. I thought subs were different, but at the end of the day, pussy is fickle. It’s Daniel I can’t get over. Fucking another Dom’s sub behind his back crosses every line.”
“He’s a dick. Always has been.”
“I forget that you are all-seeing up in here,” I jest.
“Seriously, man, don’t sweat it. Everyone is pissed.”
“The thing that gets me is her lack of respect for consent.”
“How so?” He slides another glass my way.
“Everything we do here is based on consent. If you want to have a three-way, go for it when everyone agrees. I didn’t consent to fucking her pussy when she’d been giving it to someone else the same fucking day. If I wanted to fuck a cunt with cum dripping out of it, I’d have taken Tessa up to the voyeur floor and indulged in sex with a willing third party.”
“TMI, brother.” I forget that Eli isn’t into this messed-up shit.
“Sorry. I just need to go and find a sub for the night.”
“Are you sure about that? You’ve had a lot to drink.”
“I’m fine.” I’m absolutely not fine, and I don’t engage in punishment when I’ve been drinking, but fucking is something else entirely. In fact, I enjoy the buzz.
“What do you do when you want to destress?”
“Fuck.”
“Okay, but outside of the club.” He looks at me expectantly, and it’s almost cute.
“I’ll fuck anywhere.” He throws his head back and laughs.
“You know what I mean.”
“Honestly, between the restaurant and here, I don’t have time for anything else.”
“We should go to the batting cages one night. It’s a good way to blow off steam.”
“You’re a baseball fan?” There’s a fleeting wince on his face.
