Chapter Sixteen
Whenthesummerended and the weather cooled at night, social events kept most people in Miami busy. Ozzie and Sofia left Micah and Izzy’s engagement party early because he insisted he had a surprise for her. One that they couldn’t be late for. As they pulled into the parking lot of The Citadel, she reached over and squeezed his hand. Ozzie had spent the last two weeks working on tonight and he hoped everything would go according to plan. Sofia loved the club, so they went often. Some nights he’d plan special things for them to see or try, others she would. He had sponsored her membership shortly after their first night there together, so she could come and go as she pleased. With the guidelines of their relationship fully in place, he never worried about what would happen with her there without him. She enjoyed watching as much as he did and Ozzie had to admit the first night she texted him she was there, he was ecstatic. As he worked to close up the center quickly, she peppered his phone with text messages of everything she was watching, everything she was feeling, and how badly she wanted him by her side. By the time he made it to the club, she nearly jumped on him, then dragged him off to a room she’d reserved.
Tonight would be different though, it would be the first time he invited others to play with them. After a lot of consideration, he knew this was something he could give her and he also knew it was something she was too concerned to ask for directly. The more he and Sofia got to know each other, the easier it was to determine her needs. He prided himself on providing her the fantasies that she dreamed up, but for some reason, this one made her hesitant.
He pulled up and handed the keys for his Ferrari to the valet. Sofia liked his bike, but she loved the Ferrari. The valet had opened her door and when he got around to her, she was standing there waiting for him with a sly smile on her face.
“What did you plan for tonight, Mr. Ashford?”
“Ms. Corsetti, do I sense a bit of impatience in your voice?” he murmured into her ear as he pushed her forward through the entrance.
The ride up was torture. He couldn’t keep his hands to himself, so as he made small talk with the guard that was on duty, his hands wandered up the skirt of her short navy dress. To her credit, she didn’t even flinch as he pulled aside her thong and slipped a finger inside.
“Have a lovely night.”
“Thanks, you too,” Ozzie said, guiding Sofia out of the elevator and into the club. She held onto his arm as they moved through to the hallway that contained the room they would use tonight. It wasn’t a room they had been in before, but instead it was the Roman Lopez’s private room. When they got to the door, he knocked twice as Sofia looked at him in confusion. The door opened and standing in front of them was Eli Saludez.
“Good to see you Ozzie, Sofia,” he said, reaching his hand forward and welcoming them both in the room.
There was a small sitting area in the corner where Damon, Roman’s other husband, was seated having a drink. Both men were dressed in suits. Eli’s was a dark-colored three piece suit and Damon’s was a light beige. His shirt was unbuttoned, showing the tattoo of Roman’s name that stretched up his neck, and the overall feel of him was more casual than Eli. Sofia smiled, but he could tell her hesitance, so he held her close as Damon stood to shake their hands.
“Roman should be in soon. She’s just getting ready.”
“Roman?” Sofia whispered to Ozzie.
“Yes, little Nixie. This is my gift to you.”
Anytime Roman was in the room, Sofia couldn’t keep her eyes off the woman. It didn’t matter if she was dressed as a dominatrix or just as herself doing business. Roman Lopez excited his sweet Nixie, and he wanted nothing more than to give her what she desired. Sofia tipped her head up, placing a kiss on his lips that tingled as she pulled away.
“Sofia, do you want a drink?”
“Uh, yes, please,” she said, stepping from his embrace and taking a seat where Damon had gestured. Eli made his way to the bar in their room and made her a vodka water. Roman had had a list of questions about Sofia to ensure tonight was perfect for her. Everything from her likes in bed to her favorite drink. Now Ozzie saw why she was always in demand. Roman Lopez never missed a thing. She was a ruthless business owner, a savvy woman and a fierce dom. That she agreed to help him with Sofia meant more than he could ever express.
“Do you want to discuss the scene?” he asked, turning toward Sofia once she had taken a sip of her drink.
“I think I’d like to be surprised.”
“Very well,” Eli responded, “I will let you know that Damon and I are only here to observe. In our relationship, we have guidelines much like yours. Neither Ozzie nor Roman wanted us to take part and we respect that, but we also don’t leave Roman alone.”
“I understand.”
The door to the room opened, and Sofia let out a small whimper when Roman stepped in. The sound went straight to his cock, and he adjusted himself before taking a sip of his own drink.
“Ms. Corsetti, always a pleasure,” Roman said as she crossed the room, “Do you have any questions for me?”
“No, ma’am.”
“And how are you feeling tonight?”
“Very good ma’am.”
Ozzie noticed she couldn’t make eye contact with Roman. Sofia had answered perfectly, and he was proud of how far she had come. The scene had not begun, but she was already showing Roman she was willing to submit.
“Good, now. Come here.”
Roman stood in thigh-high boots and a short skirt that barely covered her. The bra covering her breasts was an intricate weave of strings and for the life of him, Ozzie had no idea how she would get out of it. Sofia placed her drink on the table in front of them and stood.
“No dear, on your knees.”