Amelia Couldn’t Stand to be around them anymore novel 6

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Book 1: Chapter 6

Amelia couldn’t stop tugging at her jacket, as if doing so would make it longer somehow and cover her exposed legs. Damien only smiled each time she reached for the hem, but he had seen enough of her fidgeting when the car stopped in front of a restaurant. So, he took her hand and brought it into his lap. This surprised Amella, but Damien didn’t catch her wide eyes because he was looking at her jacket that had come undone during the ride.

You look great, he complimented her.

She gasped when he pulled the jacket string loose, exposing the red dress underneath. Damien-

Better, he said, grinning.

She blushed, and she sensed that he wanted to speak again, but the door opened, interrupting the conversation. Damien stepped out first and held Amelia’s hand as she exited behind him. After thanking the driver, Damien moved his hand to the small of her back and walked her into the restaurant. The front was busy with patrons waiting to be seated, and Amelia found it difficult to maneuver through the crowd, but Damien moved effortlessly, pulling her along.

Mr. Carter, the hostess greeted as they stepped up to the podium. Her red lipstick had bled through the fine lines of her mouth, and Amella could tell she had been dabbing it throughout the night based on the red marks on her fingertips. We’ve been waiting for you. I’ll show you to your table.

Damien nodded and gestured for Amelia to walk ahead of him. She could feel him against her, keeping her close as they followed the hostess. As they navigated the dining area, Amelia caught a glimpse of a familiar face from across the restaurant. She recognized the dark features and sun kissed skin of the woman who accepted a red ribbon from the man standing outside the private dining

room.

She placed the ribbon around her wrist and then entered the room. Amelia couldn’t seem to tear her eyes away, not even when the woman shrugged off her coat, revealing only a pair of black lace panties underneath. The woman turned to look over her shoulder and smirked when their eyes met from across the room.

Embarrassed at having been caught, Amelia shifted her gaze to the floor. She was relieved when they finally arrived at their table and hastily took her seat, but she couldn’t help herself from looking up one more time at the woman just as the door closed.

Damien followed her line of vision and chuckled, but he didn’t say anything as he accepted the menu from the hostess and sat with Amelia.

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Your waiter will be with you shortly, she told them before turning on her heel.

Damien walted until they were alone at the table to speak. What’s on your mind, Amelia?

She contemplated asking him about the room, but she decided against it. I’ve been wondering all day about your meeting with Vaughn.

You shouldn’t waste your time doing that, he said as he looked over the menu. He had seen it many times before and knew exactly what he wanted, but he could tell that Amelia was uncomfortable with eye contact. Vaughn and I went to law school together, and we were just catching up.

Is that how you knew that I work for him? she questioned.

Your badge read Vaughn Morris Criminal Division, he replied. He glanced at her from over his lashes and smirked when she began fidgeting with her jacket again. I noticed it when I bumped into you earlier. I have to admit, I’m surprised that someone like you could work for him.

She lifted her gaze to his and frowned. Someone like me?

Someone so sweet, he said. Then he turned his attention back to the menu but only to close it before gesturing to the private dining room. Now, what are you really thinking about?

Amelia moved her eyes to the room just as a man stepped out with another man on his arm. The you said taller one wore the same ribbon she had seen the woman put on earlier. The other day, when that you didn’t have a pet of your own, what did you mean by that?

Damien studied her face as she continued watching people shuffle in and out of the room. Her curious gazes at each individual made her appear so innocent to him. Would you like to see what | meant by that?

Her eyes flickered to him. Can I?

To her surprise, he nodded. If that’s what you want.

It is.

Damien licked his lips and then stood up, offering his hand to Amelia. When she took it, he pulled her out of her seat and kept her firmly by his side as they moved toward the room.

A man stood guard in front of the door and acknowledged both Damien and Amelia with a brief nod. Then he asked, Are you participating or observing?

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Observing, Damlen replied.

Upon accepting the answer, the guard opened the door and then stepped aside to let them through. Damien entered first, acting as a shield to prepare Amella for what she would witness. She tried to walk further into the dimly lit room, but he pulled her In by the waist and pinned her to his front before she could escape him.

This can be overwhelming, he told her. His voice was gruff in her ear. If you need to leave at any point, tell me.

She nodded and then moved her attention to a couple sitting together at a table. The woman was sitting in her partner’s lap, feeding him a variety of fruit. At another table, a woman sat upright on the table with her legs spread apart while the other woman seated between her thighs casually consumed her dinner. The woman on the table fumbled with her robe, but after a second of struggling with the strap, she removed it to expose her bare chest.

Noticing Amelia’s wide eyes, Damien lowered his head and pressed his lips to her ear. The one sitting on the table is what we call a submissive. She’s putting on a show for her dominant.

She swallowed hard as she continued to watch the couple. So, she’s the pet?

He chuckled at the question. We don’t call them that unless you and your dominant decide that’s

what you want.

Have you been a participant here before?

Here and many other places, he admitted. He placed a hand on her hip and dragged his nose through her hair, inhaling deeply. But some women are too sweet to put on display. I’d rather play with them alone.

She bit her lip and sank into him. She was surprised to feel his hard cock against her ass, but she didn’t have time to visibly react because he was taking her face into his large hand and turning her head in the direction of another couple.

Do you see that couple over there? he asked.

Amelia nodded when she saw the man with a blindfold over his eyes. His hands were tied behind the back of his chair while a woman stood over him pouring wine into his mouth from the bottle.

They’re both well–known switches, he explained to Amella. Today, Bella is the dominatrix, and Chad is her submissive.

She chewed on her lip as she watched Bella take a long sip of wine from the bottle. She recognized her as the woman who Amelia had been watching, only now the collar that she had put on

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recognized nier as the woman who Amena’ndu Deen watching, only now earlier was gone and she was wearing a white button up, which she assumed to be Chad’s.

After taking another sip of wine, Bella placed it on the table and lifted her gaze to Amelia’s, as if sensing her watchful eyes. She grinned and then whispered something to Chad before leaving him to sit alone at the table.

Amelia held her breath as the woman approached. She was looking directly at Amelia, but she spoke to Damien instead.

Hello, Damlen, she said, bowing her head to him. Can I introduce myself to your sub?

Damien glanced at Amelia for her reaction, but she offered nothing. She isn’t mine, so you’d have

to ask her for permission.

The woman nodded and then turned to Amelia before bowing her head again. I noticed you don’t have a collar. Do you belong to anyone?

Amelia swallowed hard. No, I don’t.

This made Bella smile. Would you consider playing with me then?

Unsure how to answer, Amelia turned to Damien for direction.

Do you want to play with Bella, Amelia? he asked her.

She licked her lips as she moved her eyes over the woman. Her long brunette hair was tied up into. a high pony, keeping her large brown eyes, hallow cheeks and plump red lips exposed. The leather high heel boots that Bella wore made her inches taller than Amelia, but with her head still bowed, awaiting an answer, she appeared smaller.

Despite her curiosity and attraction toward the woman, she shook her head and leaned into Damien. He couldn’t explain the relief that washed over him when she blindly reached for his arm and hugged it close to her chest.

Not today, she quietly told Bella.

Bella frowned, but she accepted the response anyway and dejectedly walked away. Amelia watched with guilt and felt just the slightest bit regretful as the woman returned to her table.

Don’t feel bad, Damien said, as if reading her mind. I wouldn’t have let you go anyway.

Amelia tore her eyes from Bella and frowned. Why not?

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How much do you know about BDSM?

She dropped her gaze to the floor and shrugged. Not much, I guess.

You have to know what you’re doing to avoid getting hurt, he told her. Physically and emotionally.

Amelia crossed her arms over her chest and looked at Bella again. She was still watching Amelia as she kissed Chad on the lips and climbed into his lap.