“Something we’ll need to tell Cynthia about?”
“Chase, we might need to keep a few parts of our lives just to us.”
“I tell her everything, Ren.”
I tilt my head up to his ear while I squeeze his thigh. “Did you tell her how loud I made you scream my name while I choke you and peg your perfect, tight ass?”
“Keep talking like that, Sunshine, and I’m kicking everyone out and locking the door.”
“Let me take a nap first. Then kick them all out.”
He swallows hard and closes his eyes. I’m interested to know how many European sights I’ll be seeing only from the window of a hotel room. He presses his lips against my hair and hums the song we danced to that night all those months ago on our first date as I drift off to sleep. Warm, safe, and, most importantly, loved.
CHAPTER43
I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE
MÅNESKIN
Epilogue- Ren
There’s a bead of sweat just above the mask Chase wears and his hand hasn’t let go of mine since we walked in the door. I spent months researching this place, and it’s why Germany had to be the last stop on our trip. I have a feeling he’ll ask to extend our stay after tonight.
The exclusive club has a serious no camera policy and a high enough entry fee that members aren’t interested in breaking that rule. Masks are optional, but almost everyone has one and so do we. It’s dark and loud in the main room, with a DJ and people mingling near the bar, searching for their next hookup.
I walk Chase out toward the bar hoping a drink will help with his nerves, since he refused to get high before we came here. He said he wanted to experience everything, take it all in, so I didn’t argue. If the drinks don’t help, the back rooms will.
I arranged a tour a few nights ago while Chase filmed a talk show appearance. It gave me a better idea of the rooms while I made sure this would work for us. I had to turn down more than a few offers that night, and tonight, some of those men lingering around the edges of the room, eyeing Chase. They’re not curious to know who he is, but why he’s mine and what it would take to replace him. There’s not a thing in any world they could offer me to trade him away. Not unless he asked for it.
“They’re looking at me.”
“They covet you, Puppy.”
“Me? They know who I am? Shit. I thought?—”
“No, baby.” I run my hand down the buttons of his black dress shirt and adjust his collar. “They’re drooling for a chance to be at the end of this leash I’m holding, to call me mistress. Every one of them wants to know why you’re fucking me later tonight, and not them. Don’t worry, no one even knows you cut your hair yet.”
He runs his hands through his short, wavy hair, still getting used to it. It’s for a role and I almost cried when he told me he had to cut it, but he promised he’d grow it back. Thankfully, it’s still enough to get a firm grip on when he’s between my legs. After drink number two, he relaxes enough for me to show him the VIP rooms. I show my pin, proof that I’m a VIP and allowed in the area with whoever I choose to bring with me. As the curtain pulls back, Chase’s grip on my hand tightens with excitement and curiosity, but also fear.
“Holy shit!” he gasps as we pass the occupied voyeur rooms, staring in with curiosity.
The first has two gorgeous men, one tied up and worshiping his partner’s cock. In the next room, a man has a woman hog-tied while he fucks her from behind. When we pass the last window, we find two women and a man that stop Chase in his tracks. He watches as the handcuffed man gets on his hands and knees, his head moving between the young brunette’s legs while the blonde with a strap-on stands behind him with a paddle.
“They were here the other night. They’re amazing, all three of them.”
“Can they see us?”
“In some rooms, yes. In some, no. It depends on what they’re into. We’re not doing that. Not tonight anyhow.”
Chase jumps a little when the paddle comes down on the man’s ass, but he never stops licking the brunette’s pussy.
Chase whispers under his breath, “Shit.”
“We don’t do anything unless we both want it, you know that, Puppy.”
“Yeah, okay. But, uh, can we…can we do that?”
“The paddle?”
