“I meant to help out,” Landry clarified.
“I thought you said you were topping him?”
“We are, but he’s a rather genial fellow. Perhaps when you meet him, he might be willing to do aftercare for you. Actually, could I ask a favor?”
“Maybe.”
He smiled. “Usually, when Tilly is home, she helps us top him and does his aftercare. Just sitting with him for a while as he comes down, that’s all. A comforting presence. If you two hit it off, perhaps you can do that for him, as well? Gilo has apparently already dropped Abbey into bottomspace tonight, so I can’t ask her, and Cali’s busy as a host.”
She thought about it. “He’s not, like, going to latch on to me and want to date or something, or think we’re besties all of a sudden, will he?”
“Doubtful. He’s very…conservative. In terms of relationships, not political leanings. He’s been burned badly in the past.”
“I’ll talk to him and then we can go from there.”
“Excellent. Ah, here he is now.”
She turned and saw Cris following a fairly hunky looking guy through the front door.
Helloooooo, Bob.
Chapter Ten
Bob was a friendly guy with gorgeous blue eyes a different shade than Axel’s but still not as handsome as his—
Wait. What? Why did I think that?
When Bob had first entered the house, he’d put his stuff down, kicked off his shoes, and found Landry. There, he’d knelt in front of the sadist, offering up a leather collar for Landry to buckle around his neck.
Landry did, then leaned in and whispered something to him before playfully ruffling his hair like she might to Barksley.
A beloved pet.
She halfway expected if Landry threw a ball for Bob and ordered him to fetch, he likely would do it on his hands and knees and come back with the ball in his mouth.
Wow.
Bob performed a low, formal bow, all the way to the floor, hands in front of him, before rising and walking off.
A sudden craving she knew she’d need to unpack later once she was in private exploded in her stomach.
Everythingrightabout the lifestyle that she’d missed like hell once she’d discovered Kelly’s infidelity.
She’d hated taking her collar off, even knowing the scum-sucking bastard had stuck his dick in other women.
It’d added an extra level of pain to the process.
An extra level of betrayal.
She’d promised to serve him, and he’d promised to take care of her. She’d faithfully kept her end of the bargain but he hadn’t.
Bastard.
She hadn’t had anyone to serve since kicking Kelly out, and even before then, since she’d been pulling away once she realized he was cheating. She missed it.
Desperately.
She missed having a Sir of her own to take care of.
