Page 86 of Masters of Control

Sam moved beneath him, so Q rolled onto his side, keeping his arms wrapped around her and pulling her with him, his cock still inside her. She tried to wriggle, trying to twist her neck so she could look at him, but he buried his face against her upper back.

Maybe she hadn’t heard him.

Or maybe she thought she hadn’t heard him correctly, and he could play it off.

He did mean to tell her… just not yet and definitely not like this.

“I guess butt stuff really does mean ‘I love you,’” Sam mused.

Q started laughing.

Okay, so she’d heard him, but she didn’t sound upset, so that was good. He still kept his forehead pressed against her back while he made his confession. Somehow it was easier than if he was looking at her.

“I know it’s early in our relationship, and some people might say it’s too early, but I do love you. And not just because of the butt stuff.” He paused. “Though that doesn’t hurt.”

She burst out laughing and squirmed away, so she could turn around and face him. His cock fell free, and he sighed with the loss, but when she put her hands on either side of his face and tilted his head back so their gazes could meet, he found he didn’t really mind at all.

“I love you, too,” she said, before taking his lips in a kiss.

Epilogue – New Year’s Eve

Q

A black-tie kink party was a party like Q had never seen. The outfits ranged from fully covered to completely revealed and everything in between. Some people took the ‘black tie’ suggestion to mean wearing nothing but a black tie. Some, like Asad, had put on black underwear to go with their tie. Others, like Q and Law, were in full tuxedos.

Most of the women were dressed in long dresses or gowns, though some of those gowns were completely sheer, had lots of cutouts, or both. Sam had opted for a corset-style gown that showcased her breasts, but the skirt had slits on the sides up to her hips, and she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Q liked to try to catch glimpses of her neatly shaved pussy whenever she moved.

Just for fun.

Marquis was decorated gorgeously, both upstairs and downstairs, with lots of sparkle, though no glitter. Patrick had expressly forbidden it. There were a lot of lights and shiny decorations that made up for it. The big man himself was moving through the space, Lexie tucked neatly under his arm. In deference to her brother in attendance, she was wearing a silvery gown rather than going naked.

Q was pretty sure that as soon as Jake and Sharon took their leave, so would Lexie’s dress.

“It’s almost midnight.” Asad looked around the room. He was standing next to Q at the cocktail table where they’d parked themselves, so they had a place to rest their food and drink. “I need to find someone to kiss.”

“Just kiss?” Sam asked, amused.

“I never said where I’d be kissing her.” Asad winked before turning away. Grinning, he disappeared into the crowd, leaving the others to shake their heads.

“Are you going to find someone to kiss?” Q looked up at Connor, who had come on his own but hadn’t seemed interested in mingling with anyone but his close friends.

“I’m still looking for someone to kiss, Master Connor!”

It was all Q could do not to flinch when Noelle’s voice rang out behind him. On the other side of the table, Iris’ expression went carefully blank. Law frowned before he quickly schooled his expression.

If he’d realized she was there, he wouldn’t have said anything.

“Hey, I didn’t know you were coming tonight,” Sam said, appearing delighted as she shifted away from Q to give Noelle a welcoming hug. “I thought you had a hot date.”

“Turned out to be not so hot.” Noelle rolled her eyes, hugging Sam back, but her gaze was still on Connor, who looked a little bit like a deer in the headlights.

Thankfully, before he had to say anything, Morgan came up beside him, linking her arm through his.

“Hey, Master Connor, it’s almost midnight!” The way she said the words made it seem like they had a prior arrangement, and Connor relaxed.

“Oh, is Master Connor your midnight kiss?” Noelle asked, looking disappointed.

“Yes, but… oh, hey I didn’t know you were going to be here. Do you need a partner? We could share.” Morgan blinked. She was so sincere, Q couldn’t tell if she and Connor had actually made plans to be each other’s midnight kiss.