“They’re going to like me, right?” Isounded like a kid even though there was no way I could be mistaken for one inthe tiny shorts that didn’t hide anything.
Warner smiled, but he didn’t laugh.
He pulled me into his arms and gave me ahug, leaning us against the doorway that led out to the main part of the club.“They’re going to love you. I’ve said nothing but good things, and they’ve seenthe way Asa was supporting you and pushing for me to get my head out of my assand make sure you knew how important you were to me.”
That made me chuckle. “He’s going to bevery proud of you.”
Warner laughed. “I think he’s just going tobe a bit less disappointed. He’s got high standards and I don’t quite measureup.”
Grinning, I pressed closer and hugged himback. “I’ll defend you. He just doesn’t know how perfect you are.”
I scoffed teasingly and added, “He’s underthe assumption his Master is best.”
That got me a quick kiss as Warner’s handswandered down my back to cup my ass. He was convinced that the little shortshe’d dressed me in were perfect, though I couldn’t decide if I feltunderdressed or overdressed.
But as he squeezed my cheeks, I decidedthat it didn’t matter as long as he was happy. Warner leaned closer to murmurin my ear. “And I’m sure that my sweet, sexy boy will be more than happy todefend his Master’s honor?”
Oh yes, especially if it kept him squeezingmy ass like that.
“Yes, Master.” Squirming against him,hoping to talk him into a quickie or even just a hand job before we left thechanging room, I rubbed my dick against him. “I have the best Master and Ican’t wait to make sure everyone knows how sweet and sexy you are and how youtake such good care of me.”
Master chuckled as he leaned in and nibbledon my neck. “You know, if I thought you were trying to butter me up so I wouldlet you orgasm now, I might not be able to let you come later during ourscene.”
Just the mention of it was enough to havemy dick pressing against the shorts, trying to escape. I’d started off hardwhen he’d slipped them on me, but with every touch and teasing reminder aboutwhat would happen, it got even more difficult to ignore my erection.
“I wouldn’t do that, Master.” I did my bestto stop squirming as I pressed closer. “I know how wonderful the scene is goingto be, and I don’t want to spoil it.”
I wanted to believe what I was saying…buteven repeating it in my head wasn’t helping it to sink in. Everything we didtogether made me come like a rocket, and one little orgasm now wouldn’t changethat.
But I wasn’t sure he’d appreciate thatlogic, so I kept it to myself.
Master chuckled, giving my ass a pat.“That’s my good boy.”
I wanted to groan as he stepped back andtook my hand, but looking like a wimp wasn’t my goal. He’d think my nerves wereabout the scene or the club, but those were the easy parts.
What if Asa was the only one that liked me?
What if they thought my having a kid wastoo much work?
What if they thought he needed someone witha bit less baggage?
What if they thought he should find a guywith a better job?
Hell, the list could go on and on.
He’d met me while I was delivering hispizzas, for crying out loud. I’d done a damned good job and kept everythingtogether, but that wasn’t what most people considered a career to brag about.
From everything he’d said, his friends wereall around his age and doing well in their lives. I was proud of mine, I was adamned good paralegal, but it wasn’t like I was a big high-powered lawyer.
And with the extra time and energy thatBecca needed—not that I was complaining—the chances of me moving up the ladderwere slim.
“Come on. If your brain is going to beflying a thousand miles an hour, then we might as well be out there witheveryone else.” My sheepish expression made him chuckle. “Asa’s racing brainwill love having company.”
He was probably more right than herealized, but I rolled my eyes anyway. “I think you’re the one who’s dawdling.You didn’t seem to like having to share me with Julian at the restaurant.”
Master scoffed, palming my ass again andtugging me against his body. “But this time I get to make sure everyone knowsyou’re mine, so it doesn’t matter who tries to flirt with my sexy boy.”
If I managed to get out of the club withouthim tattooingProperty of Master Warneron my ass, I was going to countit as a win.
