The sun was setting, and when he walked in he heard William straight away. Amy was laughing, and the children were giggling. He moved to the dining room and found William fighting with a meatball and chip.
“I have to say your fights have gotten rather meaty since the last time,” Gabriel said.
His friend looked up and gave him a smile. “Well look at you. You’re the small town sheriff through and through.” William ate the meatball and chip. Mia and Billy were talking excitedly.
“Guys, this is Gabriel’s friend. Let them catch up. William will still be here after dinner.” Amy smiled and gave him a wave.
He went to the sitting room and closed the door.
“I have to say, Gabriel, you’re one lucky guy,” William said, taking a seat in front of the open fire.
“I know.”
“If you hadn’t claimed her as your own I’d have to make a play for her. Did you see those curves? Man, she’d fill my hands, and she’d take a nice hard f**king as well.”
Gabriel let him have his fantasy. There was no way he’d be touching Amy.
“You’re smitten with her.”
“Why do you ask?”
“Because she’s moved in with you, which you’ve never let a woman do. And secondly, you look happy and settled, and I’ve never seen you do both. Does she know who you are?”
Gabriel poured himself a shot of whisky from the bottle and poured another for William.
“No, she doesn’t know about me.” He knew she would find out about him eventually. Being a dominant wasn’t an easy secret to keep from the woman in your life. Are you really a dominant? Gabriel couldn’t help but feel as if his dominant side was leaving him. His instincts were changing where Amy was concerned. He wanted her for much more than being a submissive.
“She’s got fire, but she trusts you without completely knowing you. That’s rare. I envy you, Gabriel. I have yet to find a woman for myself who will give me everything I desire.” He heard the sadness in his friend’s voice.
“I heard you had already requested permission to set up your club in CapeFalls. How you managed to call it a gentlemen’s club baffles me,” Gabriel said.
“Do you really think I wouldn’t have joined you here eventually? CapeFalls is just the right town to cause a few problems. I think it will do the folk good. I walked ‘round the main town before I got a cab to here. Wow, some men need to loosen up, and the women look like they need a good f**king.”
Gabriel burst out laughing. William was a breath of fresh air when it came to blunt speech. If anything, his friend would provide enough entertainment, and the Steer brothers would love him.
They spent the next couple of hours catching up on lost time. William told him he already had a place for the new club to be located. It would be converted so the front was part of the club, while the back would be his own house. Gabriel heard Amy upstairs and couldn’t help but smile. Her presence in his home made him happy. When she came down, he noticed William watching her. She asked Gabriel if he needed anything. Gabriel declined and watched her walk away. Her ass was so tempting to him. The moment he no longer heard her feet on the stairs, he turned to William. His friend was staring at him.
“You really are living a good life.”
****
Amy pulled the chicken out of the oven, tossed the potatoes in butter and chives, and placed them on the table. Gabriel and William were in their seats, talking. She felt Gabriel’s eyes on her all the time. She got a thrill from knowing the power she held as a woman when it came to him.
“This smells delightful,” William said, making her smile.
“I’ll go and get the salad.” She quickly poured on the dressing and carried it out with her. Gabriel was serving her some food when she took the seat next to him. He sat at the head of the table while William took the seat on his right, and she sat on the left.
She handed William the salad, and he served for all three of them.
“Amy, your children are wonderful. You’re a brilliant mother,” William said.
“Thank you.” She felt a blush stain her cheeks.
“She blushes, Gabriel. She truly is a rare find.”
“Is there a woman in your life, William?” she asked, trying to distract him from all the questions he’d aimed at her.
“Nope.”
“What do you do with yourself?”
“She’s a bossy little thing. I hope you can tame her, Gabriel. Well, Ms. Grant, I’m a professional dominant, and I’m the man who will be opening an exclusive gentlemen’s club here in CapeFalls.”
Amy stared at him before returning her gaze to Gabriel. “Did I hear correctly?” she asked.
“Yes.” Gabriel forked some of his chicken and pressed it against her lips. “Eat.”
“How did you two meet?”
“Through my old job as a cop. We found we had a lot of other stuff in common, and I’ve been friends with him ever since.” Gabriel sent her a smile, and the conversation moved on. William kept staring at her, and she felt like she was being challenged.
When the dinner was finished, she cleaned away the dishes and went upstairs. Gabriel kissed her goodnight, and she waved at William. Sleep didn’t come to her straight away. She lay in bed thinking about Gabriel. Did his tastes go to the more extreme of the dominance she’d read about? Laura had let her read Dean’s books where BDSM played a huge part in the story. Her br**sts tingled as she imagined Gabriel in a commanding role. She knew he would be the one in control. Amy knew he would never hurt her. His commands would come to bring her pleasure. Gabriel would not ridicule her or humiliate her. He would make sure she’d feel nothing but pleasure. She trusted him so completely that she shocked herself.
She placed her hand over her br**sts and felt them in her palm. Her ni**les were pointed, and she stifled a moan when she rubbed the pointed tips. Her br**sts had always been sensitive. She moved down her body until she cupped her mound. The heat from her pu**y went straight through her hand. She wore no panties, and the moisture soaked onto her fingers.
Masturbating had been the only thing to provide her with any sort of release. Steven in all the years they were together had never brought her to orgasm. She pressed a finger through her slit, feeling the wetness on her fingers. Her cl*t was swollen, and the smallest touch made her gasp. She coated herself with cum, opened her legs wide, and closed her eyes.
She imagined Gabriel entering her room. He wore no clothes. His c**k was long, hard, and thick. In her mind, he was perfect. She applied more pressure to her clitoris as she imagined Gabriel pulling her to the edge of the bed, his gaze between her thighs. He would push her hand out of the way, sink to his knees, and suck on her pu**y. She’d never experienced o**l s*x, and the fantasy alone was enough to bring her off.