The Red Door (The Door Series Book 1) (22 page)

“I want to know you, too. I want to take the time to get to know you. Go out on dates that do not end at the club and to learn all that, too. As far as an adult relationship, this is my first, too. There was no dating while I trained and then I received everything I needed from the club. If I had to bring a date somewhere, she was a sub from the club. Under complete submission.”

“So, you didn’t ever date?” I rubbed my chest against him catching the tip of his cock on my clit. “Mmmm.”

Mitch laughed at me. “Right, never dated. It wasn’t until I moved back here that I realized I wanted a relationship. I have been here for over four years and never found anyone who appealed enough to me to try. I had fun and enjoyed myself, but that is all it was. When you walked in Friday, everything clicked. I could not take my eyes off you. As for Alex, he needs to spend time alone with you too.”

“Okay.” I leaned forward and captured his lips. He was not what you would call a beautiful man with his powerful body; hawk nose, square jaw, and eyes that were normally brown, but also looked black at times. He would be a man many would fear, but I felt safe with. I knew little about him, but I knew he was honest, private, and he would give his life to protect anyone from hurting me. I also knew he was possessive but willing to share as long as he was allowed to be in my life. And he desired to be part of a family as much as I did. I wanted to show him he was it, and I wanted to keep us moving forward. Right now, being naked and on his lap, I knew of a good way to show him. “I need you, Sir.”

“Then ride me,” he said as I lined our bodies up and he jerked me down hard while looking in my eyes.

So I did. And I never looked away. And when I came I silently mouthed “mine”. I watched his eyes turn black as he let go.

“Forever my Aurora. For forever.”

And in that moment I closed my eyes and wished with everything I had, that it would be true.

Alex

I was not happy about being kicked out of the office. I was part of the relationship too. I knew that Mitch needed time with Ari, and a quick fuck wasn’t going to do it. Mitch was ready to jump in with both feet for our ménage relationship, but I didn’t know if that was what I wanted in the long run. The two of us sharing Ari? Having Ari as my sub while I was working here not only let me keep an eye on her, but would give me something to do to pass the time. I also hoped it would calm this crazy fixation I had on her. I had watched over her for years. I left Rockwall with a picture of her in my wallet and replaced it with new ones as she became older. When I couldn’t check up on her, I had a friend do it. It was pointed out that it was almost stalkerish, but since I never interacted and didn’t plan on it, I didn’t think anything of it.

Now that I have, I had to face the truth. She was it for me. I knew it years ago when she was way, way too young, like I knew it every time I saw her. I should have faced the truth sooner, instead of imagining her in place of all the other faceless women I fucked these last few years, but I wasn’t ready to admit it, and she wasn’t ready for me. She was not ready now either, but if I didn’t do something she would continue on with Mitch and then I would have no place in her life. I didn’t plan to stay here in Dallas, permanently, when I came in for this job. My house was in DC, so it would require moving, and I didn’t think I was ready for that. Setting up house, getting married, having kids, never thought of it. Not even close to being on my radar.

Then I think of how it felt Friday. It wasn’t like any of the other times I acted as a third. I enjoyed it far more. I liked watching Mitch teach her how to give a blowjob. I liked going down on her while Mitch watched. The fact that I knew Mitch liked men made me harder than I normally would have been. Did that make me gay? Bi? I often wondered what would happen if I let myself go during the threesomes. I liked to touch and feel when being intimate with someone. I liked others touching me. It always felt spectacular when it was with two girls, and we were all over each other, but with a guy and a girl, the strictures of not touching always bothered me. Why even do it if you were going to focus more on what not to touch or do instead of the pleasure received.

I have denied letting myself go, knowing as the leader of our team, it would not be well received. I would have to step down or quit all together. Guys aren’t real big on being in close quarters with a gay man when they are straight. And forget sharing showers, but the complete feeling that came with Friday night made me wonder if leaving the team wouldn’t be worth it.

I sent Jackson off to play, since Saturday was his free time, and I went to the door. Tommy had taken over the duties. He was a security guard and not a Master. Fuck, he wasn’t even a Dom. Just hired help. That was going to have to change. Only Masters needed to work the doors. It was fairly easy to check the names on the list and allow entrance to those on it, but too often the job was passed off to a security guard. Since there was a traitor, they were going to have to be more careful.

“How many people do we have tonight?”

“Hey Man. There’s not a number on the sheet, but I’m thinking it will be full, as usual,” he replied as he let two more couples through.

I looked over as Tommy picked up the list off the table. He handed it to me, and I saw that only a few couples were marked off. The ones Mitch had marked off. I looked over at Tommy as he started letting more couples in. He was of average height, a little stocky, but not fat. He had pale skin and light brown hair. The average boy next door. I couldn’t see him as a bad guy, but I knew looks could be deceiving. I checked off the couples that came through and the time they did. We were going to have to call a club meeting with the Masters and schedule door duty.

Being a Master at the club was a volunteered job. They didn’t get paid for it, but it was taken seriously. The money they would normally get paid went into upkeep on the club and insurance. Memberships, while high, didn’t cover all the costs of running the place. The bar made up the difference, but once the drinks get regulated to a two drink maximum each night, there won’t be enough cash flow to bother with money exchange. Fountain sodas and bottled watered didn’t even register on a list of cost. Still, paid or not, there needed to be a schedule. Diana and Adam were both Masters. One of them should have been working the door instead of playing. Diana, I knew, wanted to get a vibe going on the place and was then going to work the bar until Colby came in. Adam though, I couldn’t remember the last time he worked an area. He either needed to get back to it or step aside. At least Colby would be back tonight.

Over an hour later, I was sitting at the bar when I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. I glanced over my shoulder and saw a content Mitch smile over the top of Ari’s head and felt myself respond. Who I responded to, I didn’t know.

“Hey you. Did Mitch treat you well? It looks like you treated him well. I haven’t seen him this relaxed, ever,” I asked as I turned and pulled her between my legs.

“Yes, he did.”

“Yes, Sir Alex, Sir Mitch has been a good Dom to our Ari, but she missed you.” Mitch leaned into her back wrapping his arms around her and kissed the back of her head then rose up and looked into my eyes. “We both did.” Then he stepped back releasing her, but his hand rubbed my hard cock as he did. I felt myself shudder. I didn’t know if he meant to, but I grabbed Ari’s face and pushed my tongue into her mouth. Her lips were soft and supple. Not firm like Mitch’s would be. I immersed myself in her mouth with that thought. I didn’t want to think how his lips would feel, or how I would react with him sexually. I wanted to only think of Ari and her supple body and not wonder if she gave Mitch a blowjob before kissing me.

“Fuck!” I pulled out of the kiss and looked over at Mitch. He was standing there, his normally brown eyes turning into hard black marbles, reading me as easy as a neon sign. I knew he also had a private stint in the military. I also knew he had high placed friends who he had done odd security jobs for. He was the type of man with selective skills we usually looked for in team members. So I knew he could tell everything I was thinking. “Are you both ready to play?”

“Yes, Sir,” Ari replied.

“Good girl. I’ll try to be easy since your pretty pussy has been used twice tonight, but I need to be in it.” I squeezed her bottom, pushing her stomach against my cock.

“Mitch?” I looked over at him and let him read my need.

“We both calling the shots or am I to be a switch tonight?” Thank God he was willing to let me lead.

“Would you be a switch? I’ve only seen you ever as a Dom.”

“I have been before, but not in a long time. If that’s what you need then I will for you, Alex,” Mitch whispered. I knew what he was saying. What he was asking. Could I do it?

“Not here. Not like this. Your apartment upstairs.”

“Okay.” Mitch looked over my shoulder, and I turned to see Adam and Holly sitting there. Shit, of all the fucking people to overhear. “Adam, would you be willing be the Head Master over the club in my place for the night?”

Adam glanced at me, then back to Mitch. “Sure. Holly can help Diana with the bar area, and I’ll go get Jackson to help be on watch.”

“Thanks Adam. Colby will be here to help soon, too.”

We got to the stairs when I remembered about the list and no one being checked off. I walked back to the bar.

“Hey Adam,” I whispered. “The door was not manned right. I hate to ask but watch the security guards, too. Something was off tonight at the door. Tommy wasn’t checking off the list, but I felt as if something more was going on, too. I don’t know what, but I’m missing something.” I looked over toward the stairs. “What the hell am I doing?”

“What you need to do. Go Alex. You need to answer the questions you’re asking yourself before you can find the answer to everything else.”

“And what if I find that my answer is a relationship with both Ari and Mitch?”

“If it makes you happy, then who cares? Look around and tell me who’s going to throw stones.”

“You don’t care that I am thinking of having sex with Mitch? Fuck, did I seriously just say that?” I looked down at Holly hugging Adam, but looking at me and I could see no censor in her smile, only acceptance.

“Would you care if I had sex with Robert?” I heard Adam ask as I looked back toward the stairs.

“Hmm…Maybe you should name someone not Mitch’s dad.”

“Mason.” Adam laughed.

“Ugh, why do those feel like catching our parents having sex?” I turned and asked Adam.

“Because you already consider yourself being in a relationship with them, and you already think of Robert and Mason in those shoes.” I looked back over once again to the stairs to see Mitch holding Ari in his arms and realized that Adam was right. I did consider myself as being involved with them.

“Hmm. When did you get so smart?”

“You’re stalling.” Adam smiled at me.

“Dammit. Remember the security guards.”

Aurora

“It looks like he might be ready after all.”

Mitch and I were waiting by the stairs, watching Alex talk with Adam and Holly. I felt Alex respond earlier and knew it wasn’t me he was responding to. I was so relaxed from my double office romp with Mitch, I was ready to crash, but I felt Alex harden against me, and I knew that if he wanted to go, I would ask which way. I wondered why I felt the need to serve them, giving them everything they asked for. About how far I would be willing to go. I knew before I came back here tonight that if I had a chance with either of them again I wouldn’t turn it down. Just like I also knew that if I did have sex with either or both of them, I wouldn’t be able to walk away. A least not totally. I looked up at Mitch and knew that he gained entry to more than just a wet pussy tonight. I wondered if he realized how much it meant to me, really meant to me.

“Yes, it did sound that way, but it needs to be his decision and on his terms.”

“Is that why you decided to submit to him? What about you? Will you be happy with his terms? If he only wants me, will you be happy to never have a guy again or be taken, again? Or will you feel as if something is missing?”