The Runaway Sub (Book Three)

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One step is all it takes just to start.

-A. E

Darcy

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I closed the door to my room at Black Panthers and plopped myself onto the bed before releasing a deep sigh, cracking my neck in the process.

Today had been a long and dreary day and all I wanted to do was erase the contents of my mind from the night before. Why do I keep letting myself be used by her? She had made it abundantly clear that she didn't want to be with me by leaving.

I ran a hand down my face as I tried to ignore all the thoughts about the night before running wild in my head.

This was what I got for drinking.

The one thing I despised somehow ended up saving and ruining me as I lost the battle within myself. Sighing once more, I laid on the bed staring up at the ceiling, the sounds of the club, loud in my ears.

Men and women alike, seeking momentary pleasures and an escape from reality as they got their darkest desires fulfilled.

I sighed as a loud moan reminded me of the way Jane had clutched to me the previous night; her head almost off the vacated car and my name uttered over and over as she came down from a high I knew only I could give her.

It pained me to remember the way her eyes showcased her need and want for me. How she held my body tightly against her, afraid that I'd be lost if she ever let go. Afraid, that the moments we shared would slip past her grasp if she didn't capture the moment.

I moaned subconsciously as I recalled her hot mouth and gentle hands roaming my body as she became reacquainted with the parts of me that drove her wild and rendered her speechless and I pinched my n****e in a mad attempt at recreating the feelings she instilled inside me.

The ringing of my phone was enough to pull me from my dark thoughts and I quickly answered it.

"Hello?" My voice was gravelly and s*x filled and I cleared my throat before speaking again.

"Darce?... it's me, Carr."

"Carol? Am, hey... what's... what's up?"

"So, this is weird and completely random but I... well, you know... I'm getting married in just a few short hours... to Roni of course, and I know that we haven't really spoken in months but would you like, want to come see me off?"

I was struck dumb for a random second and my first response would have been to make up some silly excuse as to why I couldn't go, especially since her entire family would be there and without having to say it, I knew they blamed me for Jane's disappearing act, months ago.

I sighed and instead of just saying no like my brain had concluded, my mouth mumbled the word yes and suffice it to say, we were both shocked.

"You'll come?" Carr asks hesitantly and I rolled my eyes.

"Do you not want me there?"

"Yes, of course! I'll see you there then."

The phone went dead before I could respond and I dropped it onto my lap as I ran a hand haphazardly down my face. My body instantly felt years of tiredness and with snail like speed, I headed to my small sink and washed my face before heading to the playroom.

As soon as I left the safe confines of my private room I was bombarded by the loud moans and groans and the heavy scent of s*x mixed with all other sorts of condiments. Walking briskly, head held high and face a blank expression, I made my way to one of the rooms located at the back where I normally worked.

Some of my toys from use before was still strewn about the table and bed-like furniture and I subconsciously cracked my neck as I got to work gathering them up and cleaning them off before having to return them to their rightful place.

The clicking of heels on the spotless wooden floor had me tensing a bit and before long I felt my boss's naked body pressed against my back and her heavily accented words leaving her lips.

"Mm, I love the way you handle that cock." She whispers, referring to the dildo I was currently cleaning.

I slowed my actions, unwilling to turn and face her and she chuckled as her hands slipped inside my open robe to caress and pinch my breasts.

"Please tell me you aren't still upset about our previous conversation. You know I was just looking out for you."

I didn't want to be affected by the way her body felt pressed against my own or how her hands had gone on their own accord to bring torturous pleasure to both my breasts and the treasure between my thighs but I was always a sucker for British accents and her dominance was shining through rendering me completely submissive in this scenario.

"I'm not mad."

My voice betrayed me and she chuckled once more at my wavering words and s*x filled voice.

I shivered and let scape a moan as two of her fingers entered my already soaking folds while her teeth nipped my exposed neck. Slowly, she turned me to face her and her black eyes showed me just how much she wanted me. I bit my lip as I watched her dark eyes darken further and she lowered herself onto her knees before parting my legs.

Her real name slipped past my lips in a plea to stop her but my fingers that grasped her loose hair tightly betrayed the meaning of my words. As dominant as she was, she was never that way with me and I moaned loudly at her gentleness before her fingers palpated my erect tips. Her dark chocolate skin looked smooth despite her age and her ass was always a sight for sore eyes and I failed in biting back yet another moan as my o****m rocked my being.

The door suddenly opened and her husband walked in just as my eyes fluttered open. He smirks at me before bracing the wall near us and Ms. T winks at me before going over and kissing him.

I ignored the thought of him tasting me on her lips and pulled my robe tightly around me before heading back to my room.

I wasn't in love with my boss but she did make me into the strong woman I am today and even though I think I suck at being a dominatrix she still made me believe that I was great at nearly everything I did.

Pushing open my door, I quickly entered and braced my head against it as I tried to clear my thoughts. I had the eerie feeling that I wasn't alone and so quickly I turned to find the girl Ms. T had dumped on me a while back causally dressed as she sat on my bed. I instantly tensed and my eyes narrowed as I watched her bite her lip before her eyes shifted to the dresser at the side of me.

"I would so love to know who gave you permission to enter my room and lounge on my bed as though you had life in London." I spoke, tone dripping with sarcasm.

She wisely stands up but made no move to respond to my question as she hugged herself, eyes now trained on the wood flooring beneath her feet. Walking slowly, I cleared the space between us and I didn't miss the way she tensed, awaiting who knows what.

Placing one hand at the small of her back and the other under her chin, I lifted her face so we were eye to eye and she sucked in a shaky breath as her amber eyes connected to my black ones.

"When I ask a question, I expect an answer." I said softly but firmly.

"I... I just. My mom... we were am, it was... I'm sorry." She stuttered and once more her eyes lowered.

Sighing, I released her and went to my small fridge to get her a glass of water. "Drink this." I commanded and luckily she obeyed.

I sat on the small bed and she followed suit, dragging her legs against her chest as she wrapped her arms protectively around them, causing me to notice her attire for the first time since entering.

She wore a faded jeans with a simple off white long sleeved top and with the way her legs were pressed against her chest I had a clear view of her breasts that I knew all too well.

"What happened?" I asked gently and figured if I didn't look at her she'd be more open to talking.

"I just needed to get away from my family for a bit." Was her quiet response.

At least she didn't stutter.

"I would love to stay and babysit you but I have a wedding to attend so am, would you not want to hang out with Ms. T?"

"Am, can't I just come with you, I promise you won't even know I'm there, I just... I don't want to be alone right now and she's be busy with all her clients..."

I watched her intently, contemplating whether I should take her or just leave her since she wasn't my problem. The look on her delicate features had me suppressing a groan and against my better judgement I grabbed her hand and led her to my boss's quarters for a change in attire since she had a whole host of new outfits for her private clientele and higher up staff and by the looks of it, we both needed a change.

There would be no way in hell that I was about to roll up at my ex's and not look totally banging.

I allowed the small smirk to slip out at the thought and the girl walking silently besides me relaxed for the first time since having me in her company.