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"No finer wish was ever granted to my most favorite co-Domme." Samirah's purring tones brought an immediate grin to my face. "And I hear you have a new playroom…"

"Oh, I do." I laughed at that. "I absolutely do. Where'd you hear that?"

"One of our favorite playthings spilled the beans."

"Marley, of course. Where are you?" I unlocked the door to my place and headed in.

"Finishing up a work shift. What would you say to a night of playing? On your buck, no less."

"I would say…" My mind flickered to Nora and the last night we spent in the playroom together emptying out the totes. We'd let things between us dissipate after that, for the most part. "I would say fuck yes."

"We can both enjoy Marley and perhaps her favorite sister…"

"As long as she's not one of Ravana's, I'm in."

"Most excellent, Beast. How's nine work?"

"Nine is perfect. I got alcohol. What've you got?"

"How about Seattle's finest confections from The Crystal Mug? I can swing by after work."

"Brownies you say? I think you said brownies." I laughed when I said it.

"Tasha's special or regular?"

"Tasha's special. I can get down with a little recreation tonight."

Samirah laughed. "Girl, you're going through something. I can tell."

"Maybe. Just get your fine ass here and find out."

"Such sultry tones from you tonight. I might have to turn my wiles on you…"

A laugh erupted from me, and I clucked my tongue. "Fucking never, Sam. Never."

"I'm aware." She let out a dramatic sigh. "If only you were a little submissive of a thing."

"I've legitimately never been submissive about anything ever in my life." My amusement tangled with heavy laughs, warming my insides away from the colder temperatures they marinated in recently.

"Don't we all know it."

"Bring Marley, another toy, and some sugar here STAT, Doctor Flynn."

"Be there soon, wise ass. Glad you're around."

"Right back at you." I hung up and grinned at the predicament I found myself in.

Maybe a steamy scene with Samirah and her subs would cure the unsettledness in my gut. I broke away from the kitchen to shower and prepare what we needed in the playroom.

***

"You were particularly gentle tonight," Samirah said as we sat together on the bed, both of us leaning back against the pillows. "And no strap-on. What's got your clit in a twist?" She stroked Marley's hair as she lay between us, her head in Samirah's lap and legs draped over mine.

Marley slept peacefully, her red cheeks and welts along her thighs spoke of the time well-spent. I rubbed her legs in slow rotations while listening to her soothing, even breaths. She slept comfortably as always, but the satisfaction of her body on top of me wasn't anything today. I didn't feel satisfied or content like usual.

"A little bit of nothing." I shrugged, glancing to the clock that told me it was nearly two in the morning.

"You mean a little bit of Nora," Sam said while she leaned her head back against the brass. She wore nothing from the waist up, and her perky bronze tits, with pierced bars matching mine, stared at me in a manner that I hardly noticed. "And you didn't come at all."