Essential Master (Doms of Napa Valley) (24 page)

It wasn't until the curtain was stripped
back and he heard Steph's gasp,that Nicky realized they were no longer alone.
He opened his eyes to see her hungry gaze and nearly came on the spot at the
harsh lust in his woman's eyes.

"Couldn't wait, could you,
Master?" Her hands jerked off the robe she must've donned after she got
up.

"Could you?" He panted as Zeb's
fingers moved from his hips to cup his ass, much like he'd done every time he'd
gone down on Steph. He loved to hold.

When Zeb's fingertips brushed his crease,
Nicky bit down hard on his lip to keep from begging for the touch that would
send him over the moon. Steph's eyes narrowed as she stepped into the shower.
He shook his head, trying to warn her without words to not scare away their
submissive. He could see she wasn't pleased, but she wisely held her tongue.

"Damn, Sexy. You really love his cock,
don't you?" She crouched down next to Zeb to watch. Nicky hissed as Zeb
moaned around him.

"I'll admit it's fucking hot, but you
know what I think will be hotter?" She stroked a finger over Zeb's cheek.
"To see Master fucking your ass. Every time he does it, I'm so lost in my
own pleasure I don’t really get to appreciate it. What do you say?"

Zeb pulled off him with a soft moan.
"Oh yes, Ma'am." He scrambled to his feet, in front of Nicky.
"If it pleases Sir." Nicky's eyes darted from him to Steph and then
back again. "Sir?"

A low growl built in Nicky's chest. He'd
been so close to coming, but the idea of Steph watching them was potent. “Brace
yourself against the wall."

"Yes, Sir." Zeb squeezed between
him and the wall.

Slipping on the condom Steph handed him, and
using some of the waterproof lube they kept in the shower for such occasions,
he quickly coated his close to bursting cock with it before applying more of
the slippery stuff to Zeb's crease and anus. All three of them were panting as
he stepped into position behind Zeb. As he slowly fed his cock inside of Zeb,
he reached around to cup Zeb's cock. He needed Zeb to come too. He wouldn't
last long, his
il mio colibrì
had
sucked him too well. "Son of a bitch." He groaned as his hips touched
Zeb's ass. Every inch of his cock felt like it was encased in fire.

“Aw, fuck, please.” The buck of Zeb’s hips
against his as he whimpered shredded the last of Nicky’s control, especially
when he felt Steph’s fingers brush his crease. He groaned as she brushed
against his entrance.

“Please?” Her eyes begged for permission.

“Son of a…yeah…aw…fuck…” He came unglued as
she breached him, her finger burrowing deep inside of him to flick at his
prostate. He hammered into Zeb, riding their submissive hard, while stroking
him with a rough hand.

“
Sir!
”
Under him, Zeb cried out, his cock erupting and spurting seed against the tile
wall.

As Zeb’s ass rhythmically clamped down on
him, Nicky exploded, filling the condom with his release as Steph pressed hard
against his gland. He came so hard, his knees began to shake. He barely caught
himself with one arm before he crushed Zeb.

“Holy shit.” Steph drew back, her voice
raspy. “I just came in here to tell you both breakfast was ready…not to be
blown away by some hot man on man action.” Her hand delved between her thighs,
seeking out her wet folds.

Pushing off the wall, Nicky grabbed her
hand, his cock already filling again at the sight of her self-pleasuring. “I
don’t think so.” Jerking off the condom, he tossed it outside the shower and
into the open toilet before sitting down on the small shower seat in the corner
and hauling Steph onto his lap. He glanced over at Zeb, who had sunk to floor
by his knee, his gaze riveted to Steph’s sex. As he looked up at Nicky, he
licked his lips. He knew without words what the other man wanted.

“Put me inside her, Zeb.” He held onto
Steph’s thighs, lifting her as Zeb’s hand wrapped around him. As Zeb positioned
his cock at Steph’s cleft, together they guided the softly moaning woman down
onto him. As soon as she was fully impaled, he nipped at Steph’s ear before
speaking loud enough their lover could hear him.

 
“You
want to come, it’ll be on my cock, my impetuous little minx. And our
submissive’s mouth.”

“Ah….Master!”

The shriek that left her mouth had him
smiling. Then it was his turn to groan as Steph began bouncing, and he felt
Zeb’s tongue lash back and forth between his cock and Steph’s pussy. All he
could think as pleasure swamped him was this was the absolute best way to start
their day.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Pushing
open the door to New Beginnings, Zeb greeted Kaleb, who was manning the door.
Even though it was early, Subbie Night was already getting ready to kick off,
if the line of women waiting was any indication. Glancing down at his watch, he
sighed. The club didn't open until eight, and he'd hoped by getting here at
seven he could slip in unnoticed. It wasn't that he was being antisocial, but
he needed a few minutes to decompress before he went out on the floor. He
needed to get his head on straight. Today had been more than stressful as he'd
been called upon by the prosecution to testify against Allison. Her lawyer had
done everything in the book to make it look like he'd contributed to Allison's
downward spiral by playing hard to get, when in reality, it been Allison who
’d been stalking him.

"Hey, Zeb. Manning the Bondage Room
tonight?" Kaleb greeted him as Zeb stopped by one of the lockers lining
the far wall.

"Yep. That's the plan." Removing
his personal items, like wallet, keys, and watch, he locked them up before
joining Kaleb at the door. "Who else is on tonight aside from me and
Ethan?"

Scanning down the list, Kaleb sighed.
"Not enough. One of the Doms who was supposed to take the Whipping Room
called in. His wife went into premature labor. So they’re on their way to the
hospital, leaving me here at the front door, and there's you in the bondage
room. Bella has taken the Massage Room and Ethan has the main floor. That’s
really not enough for safety’s sake."

"Fuck, I hope everything is okay. Eli
and Faye are so excited about having a child,” Zeb said, thinking of the petite
Domme and her fire-fighting husband. “I wonder what Ethan is going to do about
the Whipping Room."

"I'm closing it down for the
night." Ethan joined Zeb. "We just don't have enough people tonight
to work the crowd." He rubbed his hand over his neck. "This reunion
couldn't have come at a worse time."

"What about Július? I heard he was
back in town," Zeb asked, referring to one of the old-timers who hadn't
been in a while because of his wife's illness.

Ethan tapped his chin as they entered the
main room. "I tried him but he didn't answer, but that doesn't surprise
me. He just lost Serena three months ago."

Zeb shook his head as he followed Ethan up
to the security room. "Damn that's rough. He doted on her."

"Yeah, it is. I'm hoping he'll come
back around. He's too good a Dom to be left out to pasture." Ethan flipped
one of his dreadlocks back as they entered the main hub of the club. Picking up
a clipboard, identical to the one Kaleb had been holding downstairs, Ethan
reviewed the layout. "Fuck, this is gonna be a long night." He looked
up from the schedule. "We're going to either have to rotate Kaleb and you
in the security room, or we're going to have to close down the bondage room. I
just don't have enough people to go around tonight."

At his waist, Zeb’s cellphone chirped.
Reaching for it, he read the text. "I think I have a solution for your
problem."

Ethan sighed. "Really and what's that?
Cloning myself - so there are three of me?"

"Nope.” A grin crossed his face.
“Steph just texted me that she and Nicky are coming out tonight. Something
about how even if they only can watch me work, it's better than sitting at home
wondering what I'm doing."

"They are?" Ethan looked up in
surprise. "But they don't ever come to Subbie Night."

Zeb shrugged. "Well, with this trial
and everything, I haven't seen either of them since the day after Steph
testified."

"Wow, three days and they’re already
missing you?" Ethan clapped a hand over his shoulder. "Damn, it must
be getting serious if they can't go a couple of days without seeing you."

Zeb shrugged. "It's probably because
I've been gone, testifying for the past two days because of some lawyer fuck-up
at the court house, and Nicky had two late night conference calls with his
publishers and some new campaign market executive. Or whatever the hell that
is. We haven't spoken more than a couple of minutes over the last two
days." He typed out a quick text message to Steph. "To be honest,
I've missed them as well."

When his phone beeped a few seconds later,
he smiled. "Damn, that girl is fast." He read the text. "And
you, Master Ethan, have no more staffing issues tonight. Steph and Nicky said
they'd pitch in tonight - wherever you need them."

Ethan seemed to contemplate the idea for a
moment before he finally came to a decision. "That’d be great. I can use
Steph up here in security." He tapped his chin. "And what would you
think about swapping with Nicky. Let him have the Bondage Room and you can take
the Whipping Room?"

Ethan paused for a second. "If you
think you can handle the Whipping Room - especially after testifying
today."

"It's not going to be a problem. Sir
and Ma'am have proved to me that what I experienced at Allison’s hands was an
anomaly. I think I can handle monitoring a bunch of Doms who like to play with
floggers and whips." He patted Ethan on the back. "I'll go tell Kaleb
to send Steph and Nicky up here when they arrive."

"Sounds good to me." Ethan
scribbled something on the clipboard. "I've got a few things to take care
up here first before I head downstairs. Cover the main room for me ‘til I get
back down there and then you can open up the Whipping Room, okay?"

"Sure thing, Boss." Zeb gave him
a jaunty salute before slipping back out to talk to with Kaleb.

* * * *

Steph
drummed her fingers on the roof of their SUV while Nicky pulled out his toy bag
from the back of the vehicle. Her impatience was riding her hard. She needed to
see Zeb, to make sure he was all right. Due to Master's conference calls, she
hadn't made it down to show her support at the courthouse.
Not that Zeb
wanted me there.
It had stung a little when Zeb had
requested that he do this by himself, no matter how many times both she and
Master told him that what had happened in the past no longer mattered to them.
Zeb had just held his ground and waited for her to run out of steam. Then he'd
calmly told her he didn't want her to see or hear something that would send her
over the railing at Allison. The fact Zeb had worried she would react in such a
manner was enough to make her give in and let him go by himself.

"You coming?" Nicky asked, when
he rounded the SUV with a dark duffel tossed over his shoulder.

"Not yet....but I hope to be…really soon,"
she sassed back, her response automatic.

"Incorrigible...that's what you
are." Nicky hooked his arm around her waist. "Just behave yourself
tonight, and I'll be giving you a very special reward at the end of the
night."

A smile tugged at her lips as they moved
towards the entrance to New Beginnings. "And what would that all involve,
Master?"

He chuckled and pressed a kiss against her
lips before ushering her inside of the club. As they stood in front of one of
the lockers, he leaned in and whispered in her ear, sending goosebumps down her
neck. "Let’s just say it involves me making a certain little switch scream
while Zeb fucks my ass."

Her breath caught in her throat and her
fingers tightened on the smooth metal of the locker door. "Aw fuck, I'm not
going to be able to just sit there tonight watching monitors, knowing as soon
as the night is over, I'm going to get to see another man fuck you for the
first time."

He nipped her ear. "It won't be the
first time I've let a man screw me, Steph."

"But it’s the first time I've seen it,
and it'll be the first time with the other half of our souls." She propped
on hand on her hip when he gave her a humoring smile. "And don't give me
any shit about it, because that's what he is. He fits us perfectly."

Pulling her close, he rubbed his nose over
hers. "Of course he does. And if you keep it up you're going to have a
warm ass before you even get to play tonight.”

She wrapped an arm around his neck.
“Promise, Master?”

“Brat.” He gave her leather covered bottom
a pat. “Work before play. You’re going to have to earn your reward first.”

She sighed as she turned to lock the
locker. “Story of my life.”

“And you love it.” Nicky cupped the nape of
her neck and swooped in for a sizzling kiss. His tongue rubbed over hers
lazily, tempting her with what could be. He ran his tongue over the roof of her
mouth before gently tangling with hers, then slowly withdrawing to lick over
her lower lip. By the time he freed her mouth, her lips were swollen and she
was ready to jump her sexy Master. Damned if the man couldn’t kiss. “That’s
better. You now have the ravished look. It’ll drive Zeb crazy when he sees it.”

“You’re evil, Master. Tormenting our sub
so.”

A grin crossed Nicky’s face. “Of course I
am. And Zeb knows it.” He led her over to Kaleb. “Hey man, hear you gotta a Dom
shortage tonight.”

A couple of the females at the front of the
line must’ve over heard them, because they began to bicker - or at least the
tall leggy blonde did. “I thought you told me this place was loaded with kinky
men, Alyce.” The blonde woman turned to her smaller red-headed friend. “I
should’ve stayed at home tonight. Even Eddie’s lame ass attempt at sex would be
better than fighting over a few men here.”

“Sam…settle down. Please, you’re embarrassing
me.” The red-head placed her hand on Sam’s arm.

Sam jerked away from her touch. “Don’t you
‘Sam’ me. I need to get laid in the worst way. You said this was a sure thing.”

“No, I didn’t,” the red-head argued. “I
told you where I was going, you assumed it was a sure thing.”

Steph turned to look at the bickering
women. Fury consumed her. New Beginnings wasn't some pick-up bar. It was a BDSM
club that offered new opportunities for both those who were experienced, and
those who wanted to explore the darker side of their sexuality. Nicky must've
have agreed with her thoughts, because he stepped away from Kaleb to confront
the women.

"Excuse me, but I couldn't help but
overhearing you, is it Samantha?"

The blonde turned on the charm as Nicky
stopped in front the women. "Actually it is, but you can call me Sam if
you'd like, handsome." She ran her fingertips up the front of Nicky's
shirt, causing Steph to have to count to ten. It wouldn't be the first time a
woman had openly fondled her man in front of her. In fact, it happened more
than once on his book tours. Those horny housewives always seemed to want to
touch the great N.A. Tarquinio. Nicky would usually let one or two stray
touches pass before he gently removed their hands from his person. However, this
wasn't a book signing and vicious pleasure sliced through her as her Master
not-so-gently caught the blonde's wandering fingers. Steph had to strain to
hear what he said, but she got the gist of it.

"I don't know what you were told,
miss, but this isn't a pick up bar. Unless of course you're a Domme. In that
case, you need to present your voucher to Kaleb before he'll let you in."

"What voucher are you talking about,
Sexy?" The woman had the audacity to try and touch him again.

This time Steph actually heard her Master
growl. "The one that says he's vetted you as a Domme suited to guide
Newbies."

She pouted dramatically. "What if I
don't have one? Can I convince you to smuggle me in?" She smiled up at
him. "I'll even pretend to be your devoted slave. I can do things to your
body that’ll rock your world."

When Steph heard the woman's throaty
promise, the leash she had on her temper snapped. Striding over to her Master,
she stepped up to Nicky. "Master?"

Nicky glanced in her direction. "Yes,
cara mia
?"

"Can I have permission to kick her
ass?" Steph said, in such a cloyingly sweet way, it took several seconds
for blondie to figure out she'd been threatened.

"Excuse me.” The blonde's hand went to
her hip, her posture rigid. "I know you just didn't say you wanted to kick
my ass."

Steph smirked at the woman. "Actually
I did. I don't know what you thought this place was, but it’s not a hook-up
joint. This is a safe place for those interested in the lifestyle to explore
their desires. Not a place where you go looking for dick, so if that's what
you're looking for, then I suggest you try a bar downtown."

Sam's eyes widened in surprise.
"You're kicking me out?"

"No, I'm kicking you out." Ethan
appeared behind them, his long dreadlocks spilling over his shoulders, and his
gee spotless as usual. "What Stephanie says is correct. I run a BDSM club
- not a meat market. Please leave and take your friend with you."

The blonde clenched her jaw. "You
can't kick me out. I paid my cover charge."

Ethan arched a brow at her. "Then I
shall return your money." He nodded to Kaleb. "Can you please see
both she and her guest get their money back?"

Sam protested even louder, until the
red-head, who'd up til this time had been a mere bystander, chewed her friend
out. Steph wanted to cheer as the red-head grabbed Sam's arm. "Dammit,
Sam, quit your bitchin'. It's not enough you got us kicked out of another club,
but now I'm not going to be able get my research for my paper. I ought to kick
your ass myself for being such a bitch."