All Chapters of MY MASTERS: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

It was almost difficult walking to the door, knowing who stood behind it. I knew next to nothing about Gideon; he owned a nightclub and was mostly silent, but that was about it. He held his emotions in a tight rein. There was a backstory there somewhere, but I would never know the story if he didn't give it to me willingly.I opened my door with clammy palms, revealing a rather brooding face attached to a hot "I'll make you scream in the best kind of way" body. He was dressed in a black suit; it seemed like it was what both he and Chris preferred. And I didn't mind that, not even a little bit. I had to stop myself from drooling as I stared at him; he filled out the suit as if it was made for him, which...it probably was.His dark hair looked slightly damp, as if he'd just gotten out of the shower, and if I said I didn't picture how he would've looked naked and wet in the shower, I would most definitely be lying.Gideon intrigued me, which I had a feeling he wouldn't have liked. So yes,

Chris's brows were scrunched together as he looked at me in confusion. "Of course, we won't. Emily, did you really think we would sleep with other women while we were your dominants?""I... Well, I really didn't know what to think. I don't know how you plan on finding your slave without...you know, testing her out," I admitted. It was comforting to know that they were this adamant that having sex with others wouldn't happen.Mat shook his head slightly, looking almost sad. "Gorgeous. Chris is right. That won't happen. It wasn't even something we contemplated on doing."My eyes went to Gideon to see if he had anything to say, but his mouth was pressed in a tight line as if he was refusing to speak on the matter. His hand clenched a glass of whiskey, looking angry. In other words, nothing new there. But, for some reason, him being so mysterious made me want to get to know him even more. I wanted him to open himself up to me; I just didn't know how I could make that happen.I nodded. "I

I didn't think I would ever grow tired of seeing Emily naked and wanting like she was now. There was just something about her that made me unable to stop thinking about her. She had this magnetic pull that was impossible to resist, and I didn't even want to try to fight it.This was the first time something felt...right. She felt right. We'd tried too many women over the years, and not one of them felt like this—not a single, fucking one. Not only had she hooked me in; she'd hooked the guys as well. That was no easy feat.She was bent, head lowered and ass up. I could see everything in this position. Her cunt seeped with wetness, and her asshole was in full view. The sight was torturous.I felt my cock straining in my pants, begging for her touch.Gritting my teeth, I forced myself to stay seated. I wasn't one to go for the main course if I could have an appetizer first. I wanted to draw this out for all of us.The meeting had gone even better than expected. If I didn't already find h

When Mat left, it was like the room grew smaller, like it was just me, and just Emily, and nothing else. All my attention was on her, and all my thoughts went to what she needed of me.I loved dominating—of course, I did—but I loved the aftercare just as much. It was a much more intimate affair to have someone depend on you to take care of them when they're at their most vulnerable."Do you need more to drink?" I asked, taking in every part of her, to see signs of what she might need."I'm fine," she smiled, but it was a tired one. Her skin was bathed in sweat, and her eyes were droopy like she had to fight to keep them open.Nodding, I rose from the bed. "I'll be right back."Going into the en-suite bathroom, I turned on the water to the bath. I made sure it was at the perfect temperature before I pushed the drain stopper in place and started to fill the tub. Looking through the different bath oils I had, I remembered the strawberries she'd eaten at the restaurant.She did like those

I woke to darkness, which made me confused. Had I only slept for a little while, or a whole day? But, when I stretched my arm and tapped the screen to my phone on the nightstand, it read ten-thirty am.Huh, that was weird. It should've been light out by now. Instead, the room was pitch black.Stretching out, I noticed the space behind me was empty and cold. Shit, I tensed before I once again reached for my phone and stared at the screen as it lit up; ten-thirty-two. Now, I also noticed the many unanswered calls and texts from Kevin.Oh, shit.Jumping out of bed, I ignored the tenderness I felt all around my body. I turned on the light on the nightstand and went in search of my dress, but I couldn't find it anywhere."Shit, shit, shit," I cursed as I looked around the pristine, clean floor, bare of any mess—including my clothes."What's going on?" I freaking leaped at the sound, too focused on finding my clothes to notice Chris by the door.I was too stressed to even be embarrassed abo