“It has been over a long time, Elijah. You’re the only one who doesn’t see it.”
Amber slammed the door behind him. Resting his palm against the door, he waited for her to do something else. He didn’t know what he expected, but he got silence as an answer.
Chapter Two
Dealing with Elijah outside of any social setting always unnerved her. He had the power to destroy her, and he didn’t even realize it. Amber brushed the gloss over her lips giving them a nice clear sheen before adding more mascara and some blusher. After he’d left she’d done nothing but cry. Elijah wasn’t wrong when he said she wanted him. She really did want him. There was no chance for them at all.
The extra makeup would cover up the splotches caused by her tears. Standing under a cold shower helped to numb her body. She needed to be numb, as otherwise she’d go insane. For the last seven years Elijah and his brand of domination had been part of her world. From the moment he put her over his knee, he’d cemented their future together. No other man would ever be good enough. She’d enjoyed his hard spanks more than she liked to admit. Amber liked his spanks so much she’d gone out of her way to get them. They’d been alone a few times before she went in search of Club Kink.
Elijah had helped her when she didn’t know what to do. Taking a deep breath she stared at her reflection seeing the six months’ worth of denial written all over her. She’d not been submissive to anyone or gone on a date with another man. Her time was divided among work, friends, and reading. She loved to read because it distracted her far more than anything else she could think of.
A couple guys at work had asked her out for drinks, but she’d turned them down. She’d felt uncomfortable at work and handed in her notice. Ashley had quit not long after. Amber now worked in a law firm as a secretary whereas Ashley worked in a bar.
No one spoke to her at the law office. She liked it like that. Dealing with calls, typing letters, and seeing clients to the lawyers was all she was required to do. It was taxing but stopped her thinking about everything else.
The door sounded interrupting her thoughts. She fluffed up her hair before walking to the door.
Ashley, Connie, and Heather stood waiting for her.
“We got her away from Julian. She’s ours for the night,” Ashley said, laughing.
Smiling at her friends, Amber grabbed some money, which she slotted down her bra. She hated looking after a purse.
“Are we still headed to Wade’s place?” Amber asked.
“The one and only. He’s going to make me sing tonight. He did warn me,” Connie said, grumbling.
“He’s totally in love with you, Connie. He’ll do anything to get a piece of your fine ass,” Heather said, giggling.
Amber looked at Connie and saw the other woman blushing.
“Wade’s being nice.”
“He wants a piece of your ass. It’s all any man wants,” Ashley said.
Locking her apartment door, Amber followed them down to the foyer. A limo was waiting to take them to the club.
“Julian wouldn’t let me out without a personal driver.” Rolling her eyes, Amber put her arm through Heather’s as they walked to the waiting limo.
They climbed inside, giggling at the extravagance.
“Your man has got too much money,” Connie said.
“Yep, and I think he makes more every minute. The guy can sneeze, and he’d be making a few bucks out of it,” Heather agreed, smiling.
Amber watched as Heather smiled. She was the only one in their group who was settled down. Julian Goff was Heather’s boss. She’d tried to quit work, but Julian wasn’t having any of it.
Seeing her friend with Julian had once given her hope that there was a chance in love. With Elijah back in the picture, she doubted there would ever be a good time for her to be in a relationship.
“I need to find me a man tonight. It has been too long since I had a good dick to ride,” Ashley said.
“Ew, Ashley. We don’t need to hear about all your personal details,” Connie said, shaking her head.
Amber chuckled. Out of all the group, Ashley was the most open about everything. She’d been the first in the group to lose her virginity and tell them all the details, which were not that great.
Thinking about sex brought her thoughts around to Elijah. He’d been her first and only f**k. The man knew how to get her off. She loved every second of her time with him. Squeezing her thighs together, she looked out of the window trying to distract herself from her erotic thoughts.
There was nothing he wouldn’t do to bring her off.
“What’s the matter, Connie? Not used to a woman getting what she wants?” Ashley asked, smiling. “You’re my best friends. Why wouldn’t I share it with you?”
“We’ve never met any of your boyfriends,” Heather said.
“They’re not worth it. I don’t introduce you to them because I don’t want them to spoil our time together. We’re all together. We come first above everything else.”
“Of course,” Amber said.
They put their hands on top of each other and screamed “girls”, raising their hands over their heads and laughing. It was childish, but it took her back to when they were younger.
“We’re here,” Heather said, knocking on the window.
Amber climbed out as Heather thanked the driver. The guard at the door let them in. She knew Wade had given the guards permission to let them in before anyone else.
Her gaze went straight to the bar where Wade was serving Julian. She tensed when she saw Elijah sitting with her friend’s man.
Crap, what was he doing here?
“For f**k’s sake. If you were f**king Wade all your men would be here,” Ashley said, making her jump.
“What? What do you mean? I’ve not got a man here,” Amber said.
Her friends looked at her like she’d done something silly.
“We know. You need to get laid,” Ashley said. It was her answer to everything.
Rolling her eyes, Amber headed toward the bar with the other three. Glancing up she saw Elijah was staring at her. Lowering her gaze she wondered how she was going to get out of this. It was a total nightmare.
After his visit that afternoon, she didn’t know if she could handle much more of him. Seeing him with that blonde had opened her eyes to the life she’d been living. She kept it locked away like a dirty little secret. She hated dirty, and she hated secrets. Stepping away from it all had been the best decision of her life, or at least she’d thought it had.