Isabella

"Bella, this is Edward Masen—my new friend. Apparently, the scotch makes him forget his manners." Jasper chuckles. I smile, arch a brow at the beautiful stranger. He licks his lips, eyes dark and a little narrowed.

"I'd say it's nice to meet you, but you couldn't keep your hands to yourself," I say, crossing my arms in front of my chest.

"I do apologize. I had no idea who you were," he says finally. His voice is a little less rough, more polite although there was still this odd edge to it. It turns me on, but I don't want to admit that.

"Now you do, so …" I trail off, running a hand through my hair. I see green eyes trace the lines of my body hungrily before I put a hand on my waist.

"Edward just moved here from New York. He's looking for a new sub," Jasper says.

"Ah, I hope you're not going to be the one to go behind my back," I warn. There's no way I'm letting him walk off with a submissive before I can.

"Depends, Havoc." He smiles slyly.

"On what?"

"What's available, who's interested…or willing." He's so cocky and I shake my head.

"If you're going to treat your sub like you just treated me, you're not going to get anything besides a smack to the cheek," I inform him. His eyes darken even more at my words. Does he like it?

"It's a party, Bella. Relax." He shrugs. My name rolls off his tongue as if he knows me.

I can't help myself and move closer to him. His cologne is rich, heavy, and clings in the air around him. It's a scent that makes me think of a scene, of a red-hot, passionate session that ends in mind-boggling orgasms for both parties. I swallow thickly before I compose myself, grab him by the collar.

"Tell me what to do one more time, Masen, and I'll make sure you can never set foot in this club again." My tone is low, spitting fire, his green eyes dark and narrowed.

"I do apologize, Isabella. Seems like we got off to the wrong foot." He smiles and it cracks my stern exterior. Why the fuck does he have to be a Dom? Why does his charismatic nature speak to me so loudly? I'm transported back in time. Back to when I was just a sub, under the exquisite care of Master Diego. I remember how badly the tension was roped inside me, how much I needed to let loose. Lose control. Never once since holding a cat o' nine tails have I felt like I wanted that again. Not one second in my career did I want to submit. I love the power, the adoration. I love the way a sub looks at me, begs me for more.

"Don't do it again and we're fine." I turn on my heel and walk off, glad tonight isn't a play night, so the alcohol policy is gone. There are no restrictions tonight, and I feel odd drinking here, it feels wrong to be tipsy at the club.

I find Alice, decide to warn her about Edward Masen.

"Oh, Mistress." she's all wide smile and googly eyes as if I'm missing something. I cock my head to the side, urging her on to speak. Alice clutches her hands, twirling her fingers nervously. "Thank you for the warning, but it won't be necessary. Master J offered me a trial scene next Friday." She bites her lip, lipstick slightly worn.

"Is anything else going on between the two of you?" I asked.

Her cheeks glow scarlet red, fingertips grazing her lips. "He gave me a kiss to seal the deal."

"Ah, I love that. Good luck, Ally-cat."

At least one less lonely soul…

Hope you liked the double update today ;)
Have a great rest of your Friday!

-I'm kinda blocked on Metamorphic, I'm writing but it's slow so it might be a few days until the new chapter is up.
I haven't had a lot of free time to write, but I'm off the next two weeks *yay*