The man really was outrageously attractive. Some might say he was the hottest guy at the club. Between the perfectly styled black hair, those gas-flame-blue eyes, and all those sinful muscles atop a six-foot-five-inch frame…yeah. I’d have to say he was likely in the top five.
Personally, I kind of had a penchant for the ebony and ivory Doms currently waiting downstairs.
But totally not the point.
“They’ve invited me to stay at Master Parker’s apartment tonight.” I could tell he was trying to figure out what my point was. “Alone. And I…I guess I want to make sure that I’m not going to end up on the ten o’clock news tomorrow night.”
I was attempting a small amount of humor. Master Edge didn’t so much as crack a smile.
“Do you not have anywhere else to go, Addison?”
“Actually”—I dropped my gaze—“no.”
“No family? Friends? Other submissives you’ve become close with?”
I shook my head. I didn’t have any family because…well, because I didn’t have any family.
As for friends, Josh had ensured I didn’t have any of those. The few I’d had before him, I’d lost touch with because he’d managed to keep me isolated.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. Another red flag I had ignored.
“Both Ben and Justin are friends of mine,” Master Edge explained. “I’ve known Justin for years. Used to work with him, in fact. I trust them implicitly. As for whether or not this is an appropriate choice for you, that’s a decision you’ll have to make. They’re respected in this community and they will not push themselves on you, if that’s what you’re wanting to know.” He clasped his hands over his flat stomach. “In my opinion, you’d fare better with them than with…that asshole.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Were you aware that Justin insisted you attend my class again?”
I nodded. “He told me.”
“Do you believe you need it?”
Honestly, no, I didn’t think I did. However, I also knew that was the wrong answer, so I said, “If Master Parker believes it’ll be good for me, then yes, I think I need it.”
He regarded me for a moment, but then nodded his head and a small smile tilted his lips. It was a rare sight.
It didn’t last long, though.
“Addison, you deserve a hell of a lot better than that poser,” he said, his eyes locked with mine. “I suggest you take any advice that Ben and Justin give you. Like I said, I trust them. They won’t steer you wrong.”
“Thank you, Sir.” I pushed to my feet, ready to get out of there.
“Addison…”
I turned back to look at him.
“If you need anything at all, I expect you to come to me. You’re a member here, which, as you know, makes you family.”
I figured that was his way of being polite, but I nodded anyway. “Thanks.”
“We’ll get you signed up for my class when you come in for your next shift.”
Fan-fucking-tastic! Not. “Of course, Sir.”
“Good night, Addison.”
I offered a quick smile as I pulled open the door. Hoping Master Parker and Master Snowden hadn’t left, I raced down to the main floor, stopping short at the bottom of the stairs. I composed myself as best I could, then slowly traversed the remaining steps.
I found the two masters in the bar, standing together and deep in conversation. They had changed and were both wearing jeans and chest-hugging T-shirts that did wonders for their amazing physiques. The one thing that stood out to me was that Master Snowden’s collar was gone.
I did my best not to ogle them as I approached, but it wasn’t easy. Admittedly, I’d always been fascinated by Master Parker and Master Snowden. Mostly because I didn’t truly understand their relationship. For the most part, I’d known them to co-top the submissives they played with, although that was rare. But for the life of me, I didn’t understand the real dynamic there.
They were talking softly but must’ve sensed my presence, because two sets of eyes moved over to me, one set blue, the other gold. I could tell they were assessing me, their gazes sliding down, then back up.
Yeah, so I dressed like a teenager. So what? In my defense, the clothes were comfortable and I’d never had a reason to dress any differently.
“Are you ready?” Master Parker’s intense gaze lifted to mine and I felt as though he was holding me hostage right there in that moment in time.
Shaking off the weird vibe, I nodded. “I am, yes.”
When Master Parker placed his hand on the back of my neck, I didn’t flinch. What did catch me by surprise was the way he put his hand on the back of Master Snowden’s neck as well. It was such a possessive gesture. One I didn’t expect one Dom to do to another, even if, you know, they did have a nontraditional relationship.
I thought back to the times I’d seen them play at the club. I couldn’t remember exactly what they’d been doing, but I didn’t think it was sexual in nature. Not actual intercourse or oral sex, that was. Or maybe I was totally off base.
