Luckily neither woman had sued the club. But they had both left a sour taste in Rowen’s mouth that would never fully go away.
“Rowen?” Carter interrupted his thoughts.
“Yeah?” He glanced at his friend. Had he missed a question?
Carter frowned. “You good?”
“Yep.” He turned his gaze back to Faith. Carter was right. She was not Lori or Brenda. She was totally in control. Calm. Stunning.
When she lifted the flogger a second time and rained several blunt strikes over her submissive’s butt cheeks, she bit the corner of her bottom lip.
Rowen’s breath hitched. He watched her expression instead of her movements for several minutes. She was good. Well trained. Exacting with every strike. She took the time to soothe Levi’s skin with her palms at perfect intervals. She kept him on edge by lightly grazing her nails over his cock every once in a while too.
Her perfectly manicured nails… So, not just the SUV. She literally carried herself like someone born with a silver spoon. They had a “look.” The way she moved, walked, held her head, her hands. So…proper. Stilted. Or maybe that was simply part of her act? Was he judging her too harshly?
So what if she had money? It shouldn’t bother him. She didn’t belong to him. Besides, she was no slacker in the world of D/s, so Rowen needed to stuff his judgmental side down and give her a break.
Levi was in subspace within minutes. His head tipped back, elongating his neck as his body relaxed. The only time he stiffened was when Faith touched his cock through the bulging material of his G-string.
Rowen’s gaze went back to her face. That lip…
He wanted to bite that damn lip. Pink. Swollen. Lush. Her perfect white teeth gleamed where they pressed into the soft flesh.
She exuded power. Except for that lip…
The room was so silent watching this piece of artistic perfection that every small noise coming from Levi echoed.
It had probably been nearly half an hour before Faith circled to Levi’s head, set her flogger on his back, and leaned down to whisper in his ear.
Levi groaned, his torso squirming on the bench, as he rubbed his cock against the leather edge. Suddenly, he moaned loud, arching his back as his hips thrust forward in the sharp rhythmic movements of an orgasm.
“Fuck me,” Carter murmured. “I’ve never come on command.”
Rowen hadn’t either, but if Faith Robbins sauntered over to him at that moment and demanded he come too, Rowen was fairly certain he would comply instantly. He was that hard.
Carter wandered away, muttering something about needing to jerk off in private.
Rowen didn’t move a muscle as he watched Faith help Levi off the bench and over to a love seat. She wrapped a blanket around his shoulders and then squatted down in front of him with her hands on his thighs and her head tipped back.
Rowen couldn’t hear what she was saying, but her body language spoke volumes. When she leaned closer, her breasts rubbed against Levi’s knees, but she didn’t seem to notice.
People moved away to watch other scenes happening in the corners of the main play room at Zodiac. The lighting was dim. The walls and ceiling and floor were all black. But Rowen continued to watch from his vantage point partially hidden in a dark corner.
Levi nodded a few times and accepted a water bottle from someone. After he drained half of it, Faith stood. She didn’t stroke Levi’s face or run a hand through his hair or caress his chest. She didn’t take a seat next to him either. Instead, she waited until she was certain he was okay, and then she left.
Rowen’s breath hitched again as she headed his direction. Her face lowered. She bit that lip again. And then she lifted her hands together at her waist and threaded her fingers delicately.
She didn’t acknowledge Rowen as she passed. He doubted she even noticed anyone was standing there. She was in her own world. But she was not satisfied. The air around her was tense. Frustrated.
The beauty that was her dominance for the better part of the last hour had disappeared, replaced with uncertainty and…sorrow.
Faith Robbins may very well have been the best actress in the world, and her performance was breathtaking, but was it authentic? He suddenly doubted that whatever felt off about her had anything to do with money. It had to do with her role. He didn’t think she was a Domme. It didn’t suit her. He had his doubts about her even being a switch.
He’d bet money Faith was a submissive.
If Rowen’s cock could get any harder, it did. As he watched her back—shoulders squared, head tipped toward the floor, feet spread slightly farther apart then necessary—he finally gave up the battle and adjusted his dick. Not giving one solid fuck who saw him.
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If you’d like to read more in the Club Zodiac series, I’m including the link for Obeying Rowen.
Obeying Rowen (Club Zodiac, Book 2)
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Come (The Fight Club, Book 1)
If you’re interested in trying out one of my paranormal stories, I have recently released a new series called Arcadian Bears. This series is a spin-off from my most popular series, Wolf Masters.
Grizzly Mountain (Arcadian Bears, Book 1)
Also by Becca Jameson
Club Zodiac:
Training Sasha
Obeying Rowen
Collaring Brooke
Arcadian Bears:
Grizzly Mountain
Grizzly Beginning
Grizzly Secret
Grizzly Promise
Grizzly Survival
Grizzly Perfection
Sleeper SEALs:
Saving Zola
Spring Training:
Catching Zia
Catching Lily
Catching Ava
The Underground series:
Force
Clinch
Guard
Submit
Thrust
Torque
Saving Sofia (Kindle World)
Wolf Masters series:
Kara’s Wolves
Lindsey’s Wolves
Jessica’s Wolves
Alyssa’s Wolves
Tessa’s Wolf
Rebecca’s Wolves
Melinda’s Wolves
Laurie’s Wolves
Amanda’s Wolves
Sharon’s Wolves
Claiming Her series:
The Rules
The Game
The Prize
Emergence series:
Bound to be Taken
Bound to be Tamed
Bound to be Tested
Bound to be Tempted
The Fight Club series:
Come
Perv
Need
Hers
Want
Lust
Wolf Gatherings series:
Tarnished
Dominated
Completed
Redeemed
Abandoned
Betrayed
Durham Wolves series:
Rescue in the Smokies
Fire in the Smokies
Freedom in the Smokies
Stand Alone Books:
Blind with Love
Guarding the Truth
Out of the Smoke
Abducting His Mate
Three’s a Cruise
Wolf Trinity
Frostbitten
About the Author
Becca Jameson is the best-selling author of over 60 books. She is most well-known for her Wolf Masters series and her Fight Club series. She currently lives in Atlanta, Georgia, with her husband, two grown kids, and the various pets that wander through. She is loving this journey and has dabbled in a variety of genres, including paranormal, sports romance, military, and BDSM.
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