Silken Desires
the
floor.
    “Didn’t run out on him too, did you?” His
voice took on a sarcastic note.
    Her head popped up, she looked him hard in
the eyes. “What? No!”
    “Missy, you are sitting with your Dom in
aftercare, while talking to another Dom in a playroom. Mighty nice
playroom, I might add.” He glanced around the room. “I think that
pretty little head of yours should be kept down, and you address us
accordingly. I’ll let it slide this time, but next time I won’t.”
His stare was hard, his words harsh.
    Her chin dropped. “Sorry, Sir.”
    “That’s all right. You may look at me now. I
want to see your face as you answer my questions.” She raised her
head and looked at him carefully. “So what made you decline his
offer? Isn’t that what you wanted, and why you left?” He crossed
his arms over his chest, and continued with the hard look he’d been
giving her.
    Surprised by his questioning, she fought
from shooting a dirty look at Jonathan for involving Frank. “Sir, I
couldn’t stay with him when my heart was elsewhere.”
    He gave a slow nod as he glanced at
Jonathan, but he asked the question anyway. “And just where was
your heart?”
    “Back here at home Sir, with my friends and
family.” She, too, looked over at Jonathan who didn’t meet her
gaze.
    “Well, I’m glad to have you back here,
missy. I’ve missed seeing you around. I sure know the boys have
missed you, too.” He gave her a wink and a lopsided smile.
    Jonathan stood and took Frank’s outstretched
hand for a shake. “Thanks for everything. I don’t think I could’ve
gotten through this without you. I sure learned a lot.”
    “Keep her at bay and you won’t be needin’ me
again. You can avoid a repeat of what happened here as we
discussed.” He stood in the doorway ready to leave.
    “In any case, thanks again.”
    After Frank headed out, Jonathan helped Roxi
dress, taking care to slip her shirt slowly over her back. Once
they left the playroom, Roxi turned to him, and yelled, “What the
hell Jonathan?”

 
     
     
Chapter Nine
     
    Jonathan felt his mouth pop open. “Huh?”
What pissed her off? He thought he did exactly what she wanted. It
certainly wasn’t what he wanted, and if she was ticked off about
it, he didn’t know what to do or how to handle it. Roxi’s face
turned red, and her eyes wild.
    It was into the early morning hours and it
surprised him when the door to Jake’s apartment opened and Kristy
popped her head out. “Is everything okay?”
    Roxi motioned for her to come out. Once she
was in reaching distance she wrapped her arms around Kristy. At
first Kristy hesitated, but then hugged her back eliciting a hiss
from Roxi. Kristy pulled away with a puzzled look on her face.
    “Everything’s fine, just a little sore from
playtime.” Roxi pointed toward the playroom. “I’m not ready to see
Jake just yet. Tell him I love him and that I’m fine, please?”
    “Sure.” Kristy’s lips pulled into a small
smile.
    Just then Jake looked out in the hall. He
didn’t step over the threshold, but he stared at Roxi. Finally she
ran to him, hugged him with a quick peck on the cheek, and then she
said, “I’m fine. Love you, see you tomorrow.” Turning around she
ran into her own apartment.
    Jonathan stood there for a brief moment,
shook his head and followed behind her. As he closed the door, he
saw Kristy wrapping her arms around herself and Jake walking up
behind her.
    Slowly turning around, expecting Roxi to be
there, he was curious when she wasn’t. “Roxi?” He heard nothing in
response. “Rox?”
    The apartment had an open floor plan and she
could only be one of two places; the bathroom, or the bedroom.
Heading for the bedroom, he hesitated before going in. Taking a
deep breath, he threw open the door. There she stood, in the middle
of the room, staring hard at him with her hands on her hips.
    Her attitude set him off. “So what did I do
to piss you off this time princess?”
    “Fucking Frank!

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