EPILOGUE
“For you, my love.” Zee placed a gift-wrapped box in front of her on the railing.
He pulled her against him, the warmth of his chest grounding her even as her heart gave a wild, breathless leap.
“People didn’t have to bring gifts. It’s embarrassing.”
“Our friends love you. They want to say goodbye.”
Tears welled up in her eyes as she took in all the details in Club Bandit. The last time she and Zee would be here as owners.
The table they had pushed against the wall to the left of the bar was empty now as guests left for the night or broke off to play, but the candles still glowed, and it was one of the best meals she’d ever had.
Even Xander stopped by and took turns with Logan feeding Harper dessert.
Quinn and Erik stood by the bar, talking and laughing, even though they spent almost every moment together these days at work.
Ella never thought those two would ever get past their animosity, yet here they were, laughing together like best friends.
She leaned against Zee as she watched Simone pull Quinn’s hand, tugging him away, and giggled.
“Kayleigh is going to get her night to play as soon as her brother leaves.”
“She’s been pouting ever since dinner ended, wanting him and Simone to leave. Sasha and Finn’s scene is wild. Did you see it?”
“He’s using a violet wand on her; that’s fun.” Ella grinned, peering at the far corner.
But her biggest surprise of the night was Ivy dressed in full pony gear.
That scene had been intimate and beautiful, and Ella knew it'd stay in her mind as a core memory of Club Bandit.
“I’m going to miss this place.”
“No regrets?”
Ella turned to see his face, and Zee shook his head and ran the back of his hand along her cheek.
“None. This next step makes sense.”
Zee skimmed his lips along Ella’s neck, and it sent shivers flaring across her skin, but it couldn’t dislodge the nervousness she had about packing up their lives to move to California for her job.
Countless times they’d done it for Zee, but with every packed box, her heart twisted with excitement and fear, yet she couldn’t stop smiling when Zee talked about their new adventure.
“I feel the time is right to move on. You?” Zee spun her so she met his gaze.
“I’m ready for something new, dear heart. I can’t wait to see what you do with the job, and I’m happy to spend more time with Annie. This place will be in good hands with Helena and Oliver.” Zee smiled, his eyes crinkling, and Ella exhaled.
There was no going back or spending more time wishing that things were different.
They were moving on.
“Now it’s time for us to have our own scene.”
Zee’s warm hand clasped closed around her arm, and he guided her to the viewing cube.
“Master?”
“Yes?”
“I thought…” She bit her lip, nerves roiling through her stomach.
She thought he was going to have her onstage tonight, not in the cube.
But it was the only place in the club they hadn’t played.
“I’m ready.”
“Good.” He cupped her face and softly slanted his lips against hers, making her pulse jump.
He kissed her until she moaned, and he pulled away briskly, taking her into the cube, nodding to guests they passed.
Standing in the viewing cube made her a little queasy, yet the intensity in Zee’s eyes made her glow, chasing the nerves away.
He stepped behind her and unlaced her ties, nipping her shoulder, following the line of her corset with his lips.
Zee took his time helping her out of the garment, then knelt and rolled down her stockings, dropping little kisses on her thigh, and when he set his lips to her ass, she shuddered.
“You’re beautiful.”
“Thank you.” Ella knew she was blushing. Her nipples tightened.
“On the bed, my slave.” She obeyed, scrambling onto the huge four-poster bed that took up the centre of the room.
The sheets were crisp and clean, and the pillow firm under her head.
“That’s my girl. I want you on your back, with your legs spread, so I can see what’s mine.”
“Yes, Master.” Ignoring the nerves, keeping her gaze right on him and not towards the wall, she obeyed.
“Good girl.” Zee moved to the end of the bed and, grabbing one of the attached leather cuffs, he cuffed her ankle, then he slowly trailed his fingers down her calf, to her knee, to her ankle, making her squirm.
Her breath caught as the silver blade of his pocketknife came into her view.
“Master…”
“Questions?”
“No.”
Ella lay back, her lips pressed together, her nerves strung tight.
Zee trailed his fingers over her nipples before pressing the blade of his knife against her bare nipple.
He then leaned down and covered her hardened bud with his hot mouth, making her squirm.
She lifted off the table, and he sucked her tit, devouring her like she was made for him alone.
He twirled his tongue around her nipple until it was so slick he couldn’t get his lips around it, then he changed sides and took the tip of her other nipple with his teeth.
Zee swiped the knife down and drew it across the other nipple.
Her hips rose from the bed, but he kept sucking, all while pressing the blade against her soft skin.
“Oh, please!”
“Everyone is watching how needy you are. How you beg.”
Her mouth went dry thinking of being on view, a swell of embarrassment roared in her tummy.
“But you are here because I want you here, isn’t that right?”
“Yes, Master.”
Her body arched toward him, desperate to please, fingers trembling as she reached for his arm. He traced his tongue over her areola, and she clung to him, chest heaving, nipples hard, every nerve on fire, needing more of him.
“Beg.”
He flicked his tongue around her nipple, then took it into his mouth and sucked until she was gasping through the fiery sensations, her whole body hot and needy.
“Please, Master, please.”
Zee finally released her nipple, and she drew in a sharp breath, wondering what he'd do next; her skin glistened with a sheen of need.
Ella trembled with anticipation as he swept his lips down the plane of her stomach, stopping just above her mound.
“I want this to be one of your best memories in this place we built. I want you to have so many orgasms that you’ll never forget it.”
“I never could, Master.”
He brushed the knife along her sensitive skin, and she willed herself to be still, almost wishing he had cuffed her hands, the cool metal of the knife giving her hot skin relief.
“I love to see your pussy wide open for me.” Zee tapped the knife next to her bare mound. “Your pussy is already swollen and pink. Who does this pussy belong to?” He plunged a finger into her channel, and her pussy clamped down tight on his digit.
“You, Master! This pussy belongs to you.” She cried out as he added another finger.
“You’re already so wet. I wonder if there’s anyone watching how wet you are? How you open yourself for me?”
Ella closed her eyes as she felt a blush climb up her neck.
She kept her eyes on Zee, not daring to glance towards the wall.
“And it’s a very needy pussy, isn’t it?” Zee swiped his fingers through her slit, brought them up to his mouth, and sucked them.
“Very needy! Please, please.”
“I guess I should give this pussy an orgasm. Or ten.”
“Master!”
Her breath caught, and her cheeks flamed, but she felt no shame, only the need to obey him.
“And you are going to keep going, aren’t you, my love? You’re going to keep coming for me until I tell you to stop?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Good girl.” Zee sank to his knees, pressed his nose to her inner thigh.
“Mine,” he growled, his hot breath blowing across her pussy.
The heat, the intensity were already so much, and she felt herself being pulled apart by the pleasure.
She reached out for him as he licked her seam with a long flick of his tongue.
Her hips rose off the bed, but he kept going, flicking all the way to her clit.
Ella gasped, crying out, but he continued, his tongue lapping with urgency, as if he was determined to make her break.
He tilted his head, so his tongue plunged right at her clit, and her muscles tightened as the coiled pleasure burst.
“Yes! I’m coming! Master!” Even as she panted out the last dregs of her release, he kept going.
“Oh, more, oh yes! I’m almost there…”
Her toes curled, and he kept working his fingers, sending ripples through her that started to coil into a tightly wound knot of pleasure.
“Now, Ella!”
The second orgasm swept through her, making her yelp.
“You’re so beautiful, Ella.” Zee took his mouth away from her pussy and kissed her soft belly.
She arched, every nerve on fire wanting more, even as he found her scar and licked it.
Ella bit her lip, holding back the protest that almost flew out of her mouth.
But he loved every part of her, and she exhaled as he swept his tongue back down to her inner thighs.
“You are still mine. Still the most gorgeous woman I have ever met.”
“Master…” Ella giggled as he kissed her stomach, held her breasts, and sucked on her nipple, sending pinpricks through her, growing even wetter with every lick of his tongue. “Thank you for the orgasms, Master.”
“You’re welcome. We’re just getting started.” Zee sat back, grinned wickedly, and then pulled out a cordless wand.
“I haven’t seen that thing in forever!”
“It’s long past time to use it, then, isn’t it? Do you see the guests watching you come apart for me, dear heart? Let’s give them a show.”
Ella moaned as Zee held the wand, then slowly lubed the tip.
Leaning forward so he could reach her, he rubbed the stubble of his cheeks against the sensitive flesh of her thigh, the rough sensation pleasantly burning her skin.
“Zee!”
“Give me more, Ella.”
She quivered, shaking her head in protest.
“What, you don’t think you can?” His teasing grin made her squeal in half annoyance and half thrill that he still played with her like this.
“I can, Master.”
“That’s right. Keep your eyes on me.” She swallowed, willing herself to look at him, and watched as he fitted the wand to her, her heart racing as the vibrations fluttered, sending out a low wave of pleasure through her.