Page 68 of The Dom with a Safeword

“You do realize you sound like an abused woman, right? You need to get some counseling for that shit. Jude’s going to kill him.”

“Oh, Sabrina. Please don’t tell him!” she pleaded, clutching her hand. “I was having fun before Nico showed up and I don’t want it all to be ruined.”

Though she looked uncertain, Sabrina nodded. “I don’t think Jude will be happy if he finds out we’ve kept things from him. Especially something like this.”

“Well, maybe we’ll just wait until tomorrow or something? Come on! Don’t ruin it.”

She sighed. “Fine. But you owe me.”

“Do you take payment in orgasms?” she asked with a smirk. The words left her mouth just as a young woman rounded the corner from the bathroom. The girl’s eyes went huge and she hurried off toward the common area.

Sabrina and Q both howled with laughter, leaning on each other and the wall for support. When they’d calmed down they walked back to Jude, checking each other’s make-up and giggling intermittently.

His friend Jon was nowhere to be seen. Jude grinned at them. “That took forever! Was the line long or did you two make out in the bathroom?”

“Line, unfortunately,” Sabrina replied. “Where’d Jon go?”

“His mousy little girlfriend just came running up to us and dragged him out the door. Said something about this place being full of sex-crazed perverts.” He caught their expressions and raised his eyebrows.

“I’ll explain later,” Q said, holding back more giggles.

He handed them their fresh drinks and they took up their harem girl poses again. “So did we entertain you with our dancing, oh Domly one?” Sabrina batted her eyelashes at him.

“If by ‘entertain’ you mean have to work diligently to hide my hard-on from a roomful of people, then yes, I was entertained. Lucky for me every other guy in here was having the same problem, so no one came by to tease me about it. I have the feeling that Jon’s girlfriend isn’t going to make it all the way home before they pull over somewhere. Poor girl.” He paused, and with a wink he grabbed Q’s whiskey and took a sip. “Watching you dance together was very enlightening.”

“How so?” asked Sabrina.

He handed Q’s drink back and took his time answering. “Well… you, for instance,” he looked at Sabrina “show yourself off to Q constantly.”

“I do?” Her big eyes were the picture of innocence.

Grinning, Jude nodded. “Watching the body language between the two of you is like watching the Discovery Channel. You walk into a room, acting completely oblivious to Q but making sure she notices you. She pretends not to watch you, but is patiently waiting for the chance to take down her prey.”

Q arched a brow at him as Sabrina sputtered in indignation. “So I’m a predator?”

“A very patient one, apparently. The most dangerous kind.”

“I’m not some sort of innocent little bunny here!” Sabrina snapped. “I’m not Q’s level of badassian, but I do okay for myself.”

“You’re like a little fluffy bunny with fangs,” Q said, trying her best not to smirk.

Jude grabbed Sabrina and pulled her into his lap, pinning her arms behind her back and presenting her to Q. The little t-shirt pulled tightly across Sabrina’s full breasts made Q lick her lips.

“See that face?” Jude pointed at Q. “Only you do that to her, Sabrina. That’s a powerful thing, and you know it.”

“Shut up!” Sabrina laughed. Jude let her arms go and she smacked his chest, but she didn’t deny it. “You were supposed to be entertained, not sit here analyzing us.”

“Watching you and analyzing you were both quite entertaining,” he reassured. “I’m a good multi-tasker.”

“A good multi-tasker, are you?” Q questioned. She forced dark thoughts of Nico and servitude out of her head and focused her attention on the two people who made her feel like things were right in the world. With them she felt fun, pretty, and smart – more so than she ever had in her life. With them, she felt like a person instead of a freak.

“Yes,” replied Jude cheerfully. “Finish your drinks and I’ll take you home and show you what I can do, my sweet girls. And, in case I forget to untie you, what would you like for breakfast?”

Chapter 12

Sabrina

The rush of waves hitting the shore was like a flashback to Sabrina’s childhood. Long hours spent digging trenches in the sand and filling them with crabs and shells. She smiled, watching the water glisten in the last couple hours of sunshine.