Apt [Running to Love 6] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Free

him in the face and forget all about how he liked the other man.
    “You’re almost done, buddy. And then you get to torture subs.” Max’s smile grew wider as his eyes drifted away on some memory. “I wouldn’t trade places with you for anything, but you have to admit it. My Meredith knows her stuff.”
    Dave sighed. Yup, indeed she did, and his asshole wouldn’t be as tender by tomorrow night, although that would change because she’d be sure to plug him again. It indeed served to ensure a Dom treated his sub right. He’d never have appreciated the sub experience unless he’d experienced it himself in training. Power exchange wasn’t for pussies of either sex. “Can’t say I’m looking forward to it, Max, but I’ll get it done.”
    “Shit, Dave. I’m gonna miss you. It’s been like having a brother or something.”
    “I felt pretty strange being naked with you in that context, Max, I won’t lie. But nothing like being fully immersed in the action. I gotta get to the back. The bar’s prepped. I’ll see you later or tomorrow, depending upon how things go.”
    Max smiled widely again and obediently took his place behind the bar as Dave made his way through the green door and into the Club proper.
    The room was ready, and ’Stair was set up with a different scene in the next one, also as a monitor. Jackie frowned on her husband touching subs, and Alistair had told Dave just how good his timing had been when he’d turned up on his doorstep. Jackie and Alistair had just connected again, and being in a ménage with Ashley took a lot of his buddy’s attention. Rightfully so. He could step into ’Stair’s role, and his buddy could handle the paperwork, interview people and the like, as well as monitor scenes. He got his control needs met at home, apparently, although Jackie would be back on display here once the baby came, of that Dave was certain. Alistair and Ashley were too proud of their girl not to show her off. Dave had decided to be elsewhere when that happened, just as he’d avoided their play before Jackie became pregnant. They were all a bunch of righteous perverts, but everyone had their boundaries, and his was not seeing his sister dominated and fucked by his best friend and a beautiful redheaded woman with eyes that could slice you into pieces. And who also carried a pistol, incidentally, being a cop.
     
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    The evening went off without a hitch. Jorge enacted a poignant correction scene with Alysha, who submitted to her man with enviable grace, with Dave as the only witness. He’d even been comfortable with the multitude of welts and marks Jorge had left on Alysha’s back, buttocks, and thighs, seeing how quickly she slipped into subspace and hearing her moans of gratification. He also knew Jorge had taken great care not to leave anything that wouldn’t be gone by morning. Alysha’s job as a model necessitated it. Jorge fucked her from behind once they’d taken her down and stretched her over a perfectly positioned padded bench, and Dave was sucked off in their ritual of sharing. The blow job had been pretty damn good, for Alysha had a sweetly talented mouth and clearly craved the double penetration if her orgasm was anything to go by, but he felt curiously unmoved by the act. The physicality of it was fine. But the woman was wrong. He actually felt a little used, in fact, an altogether novel experience, and thought to share it with Dr. Massey. He’d never be done with therapy at this rate.
    Alistair was the last to leave, once he read the countless texts on his phone. Jackie was ever present in his life, not nagging, not bugging, just sharing with him, and after the evening’s arousing events, Alistair visibly calmed and relaxed. Alistair never took his own pleasure at the Club. He absently nodded to Dave and hurried out the door, obviously trusting that Dave would close up and let him get home to his women without further ado. Dave wrote up a list for the cleaning crew and