I thought Hudson would take me to bed the second I got off work, but he was at practice. I hadn’t even thought about how our work schedules were so totally opposite. I slept during the day because I worked all night, and he was the complete opposite.
I texted him to call me when he had a break. I didn’t have to wait long. I had just gotten home when my phone rang.
“I was hoping we could pick up where we left off this morning. How are we going to get to see each other?” I wanted to see him right then and there.
“I know, but I’ll see you tonight at the club.”
I’d be the worst waitress this side of the Mississippi if I had to work with him watching me all night. “I’ll be working.”
“Yeah, but you get a break, and when you do, I’ll be there.” His promise poured over me like a warm vibrator.
“Fifteen minutes isn’t going to be enough.” Although, thinking about all the things Hudson could do to me, I was ready to come in about twenty-seven seconds.
“You’ve got Mondays off when the club is closed. We’ll make up all the missed time that night.”
“I’m gonna hold you to that.”
“I gotta run back to practice, babe. Remember, no touching yourself or using any toys to make yourself come before I’m inside you again.”
Yikes. I’d almost forgotten he wanted me to do that. Sigh. I headed to the shower to wash the club and bakery smells off myself. Damn, that pulsating shower head was tempting too. I made the water colder to try and shock my system into forgetting about the need crying out for attention between my legs.
It didn’t work.
I tossed and turned for at least an hour before falling asleep, and man, were my dreams X-rated. They all starred Hudson doing all kinds of dirty, dirty things to me. I woke up hornier than when I’d gone to sleep.
I had a few hours before I had to head to Asylum, and if I didn’t distract myself, I’d have my hand down my pants in no time.
I grabbed a notebook and started working on some ideas for the bakery. When those ran out, I Googled small business plans and took a million notes on what I needed to put together for the bank.
I didn’t even know what bank to go to for a loan like this. There was still a slightly uncomfortable feeling in my stomach about letting Hudson help me with this, but after looking at all the elements required to get a loan, I was going to tell that feeling to go to hell and be grateful for Hud’s help.
Finally, my alarm went off indicating I needed to leave for work soon. I’d made it through the day, and had never looked forward to going to work as much as I did right now.
Both Angelina and Jim checked in on me when I got there.
“You good, Mila?” Jim asked while we filled the first few orders of the night. Mostly waters and sodas. Looked like a lot of people were planning on playing tonight.
Me too.
“Yeah. I’m good. Figured some of my shit out.”
“Good. You can always come to me if you need advice or me to kick your giant football player’s ass.” Jim nodded toward the door with his head.
Hudson was walking across the floor, headed straight for me.
My feet couldn’t move fast enough to get to him. Until Angelina stepped in his path halting us both in our tracks.
She said something to him, that I couldn’t hear, but I saw him nod and say something back. Then he winked at me and turned, going to sit over by the stage.
God, I hoped we weren’t both in trouble with the owners of the club already. I went back to the bar and popped some limes on picks for the next couple of orders and waited for Angelina to find me.
She sat down at the bar and indicated for me to come over.
“Hi.” Gulp.
“I’m gonna let you in on a little secret.” She waved me even closer.
“Yeah?”
“There is nothing sexier to a man like Hudson than a cute girl like you who is curvy and confident.”
I wasn’t sure I believed that. But how could I not when it was coming from Angelina. She could have been me, just a few years older. Latina, extra curvy, and fully in love with her Dom. “Okay. I like to hear that.”
“He’s got you tied up in his mind already. But make him wait just a little bit for it. It might be the Domme in me talking, but I guarantee, it’ll drive him crazy, and you’ll reap the benefits.”
Angelina was the one who would know. She drove all the men in Asylum wild. Especially Gray Baker.
I glanced over at Hudson who was talking to a few other guys, but had his gaze pointedly fixed on me. “Okay, but if I can’t sit down for a week, I’m blaming you.”
“You mean thanking me.”
Oh, geez. Yes.
I did as Angel instructed and waited on every customer on the opposite side of the club from Hudson. I could feel his eyes on me at every turn.
I succeeded in avoiding him until one of the women sitting in his group flagged me down for a drink. I couldn’t ignore them, so I sucked in a breath and went over to take their orders.
“Hey, Mila, you’re a busy lady tonight,” a curvy woman said. It was cool to me that there were so many plus-size ladies here with so much confidence about their sexuality. “Yeah, lots of thirsty people. What can I get for you all?”
“We’re about to head into one of the glass rooms with Hawk and Celine, so I’d like the ladies to be hydrated.” The curvy girl’s Dom caressed her breasts through the beautiful lace and leather top she wore. She leaned into him and I could hardly stand to watch.
I wanted that right now with Hudson so bad I could taste it. “Okay, bottled or—”
“When’s your break, Mila?” Hudson interrupted my question, and while I hoped everyone wouldn’t think he was being rude, they all had smiles on their faces.
“I don’t think fifteen minutes is going to be long enough,” Hawk said, laughing.
I looked at Hudson with my see-I-told-you-so face. He stood, grabbed my arm and marched us both over to the bar.
“Jim, Mila needs to take her break now.”
Jim didn’t look up from the glass he was cleaning. “She does, does she?”
“Yes.”
Angel walked over and stood next to Jim. Shit, had anyone ever gotten fired for excessive horniness? I almost didn’t care. The waiting game was killing me.
“Well, then you’ll need this.” Angel dangled the key card to one of the private rooms from her hand.
Hudson snatched the key and pulled me away from the bar. “I’ll have her back in fourteen minutes and forty-five seconds.
Angel shook her head. “Dios mio. Don’t. That’s not nearly long enough to get over all the sad sappy I-want-you-so-bad looks you two have been giving each other all night. Don’t let me see the two of you until the break of dawn.”
I mouthed “Thank you,” to her and happily trotted along after Hudson, who was using his best footballer skills to move people out of our way.
He swiped the key card over the lock and we entered our own little paradise.
The room was furnished with everything but a bed. Half the furniture in here, I didn’t even understand the purpose.
On one wall was a display of new-in-the-package toys of all shapes and kinks, and on another was a row of paddles, whips, and ropes.
I looked at Hudson. “Yes, to that wall,” I pointed to the toys, “No, to that one.”
He grinned. “You got it, babe. Now strip.”
“No.”
His eyebrows rose as high as Cruz Tower. “No? I thought you wanted this as much as I do.”
“I do. But you said, I was in control until I gave it to you.” Curvy and Confident.
“Yes, I did. I’m sorry. I’ve been going insane for the last hour thinking of all the ways I want to fuck you.”
“Good. I can’t wait to hear them all. But we need to talk about what’s going to happen. Everyone says it’s all about communication.”
“Why don’t you undress, and as you take off each piece of clothing, we’ll negotiate a point for the scene.”
That sounded fun and exactly what I’d been hoping for. I took off my shoes and looked at him.
He laughed. “Good girl. I’d like to start the scene with you kneeling for me. It’s the way we’ll both know that you’re handing over the control to me. How do you feel about that?”
“Umm, okay. I guess I’ll try it out this time and see how it feels. Is that okay?”
“Perfect. Shirt please.”
I pulled off my shirt and let it drop to the floor. Hudson didn’t say anything for a full minute. His eyes roamed all over my bare skin and his gaze burned me in the best way. “You’ll call me Sir during our scenes. Each time you say it, you will be reaffirming our power exchange. I’ll know your head is still in the scene.”
There was a tingle of excitement about using the term to refer to him. I liked the idea that he was my Sir now. I nodded and reached for my skirt.
“I prefer you to agree verbally so there are no misunderstandings.”
“I will call you Sir.” Just saying it in that benign sentence gave me a thrill. I could hardly wait to say it when he was controlling my body with his.
“Good. Drop your skirt. I’ve been daydreaming about seeing your luscious ass forever. Do you have a safeword you want to use?”
I hadn’t even thought about it. “Am I going to need one?”
“It’s not my goal to push beyond your boundaries, but because you’re new to this, and we haven’t played a scene, sex the other night doesn’t count, yes, you need a safeword. Even when we think we’ve experienced every bit of each other’s bodies and minds, you need a safeword.”
“Okay. You told me to use red before. Does that still work?”
“Yes, perfectly. Now lose the skirt, baby.”
I unbuttoned and let the skirt fall to the floor. I had one second of worry if my butt looked too big, until I saw Hudson lick his lips.
He came over and ran his hand over my hip and across the flesh of my rear end. “Jesus, even in these plain panties your ass gets me hard. Unless you make it a hard limit, I’m taking your ass tonight, Mila.”
My pussy clenched in response to his words. “It’s not a hard limit.”
“And spanking?”
“I haven’t done any of this, so I don’t know, but I’m willing to try. With you.”
“I promise to do my best to take care of you, my love.”
If I wasn’t in for the full monty before this, I was now. “Can we be done with the negotiations now?”
“Take off your bra and panties. We’ve got one more.”
He unhooked the clasp on my bra for me, just as anxious as I was to get into the fun part of the night. I tossed it onto the pile of clothes and dropped my panties there, too. They were already wet just from our talk.
“Do you have any other hard limits? We won’t do anything that involved the big six you learned about in your orientation, but is there anything else you don’t want to do right now?”
“Wait any longer?”
He stepped back. “When I came here tonight, it was my every intention to do a whole lot of edging with you, make you wait until Monday when I could have you all to myself for hours. But I can’t wait that long. I’m going to fuck you and make you come so hard, so many times tonight that you won’t even know your own name. I need to know here and now if there is anything you don’t want me to do.”
Holy cannolis.
I kept quiet for a minute and thought about the scenes I’d witnessed in the club since I’d started working here. Yeah, there was some stuff I wasn’t down with. “I don’t want to be called derogatory names, like whore or slut.”
He nodded. “Good. What else?”
“Please don’t smack my face. I think that would bring me out of the fun.”
“No problem. What else?”
“I’m not sure if you can do this last one, because part of it is on me. But I’m going to ask anyway.”
“What is it?”
“Please don’t break my heart.”