Chapter 80: Tomlinson
*A guy approached me and tried to dominate me. I tied him to a cross and showed him who was boss. I think I’ll marry him. – Tammie*
Law was the last one through the door at Chainz. He insisted that he was not in the lifestyle. Had never taken a sub, nor had he ever been dominated. But he stayed up to date with his tests and never let his membership lapse.
He didn’t participate. But he did enjoy a good scene from time to time. As long as it wasn’t his parents or sisters.
All of his sisters, except for Evie, were dominates. Even Cassie who was a switch was more dominate than submissive. Maybe it was because he had grown up around it that it still held his interest. Just not enough to do more than watch.
He had taken advantage of some company at Demons in Austin. And when he wanted to do something more than vanilla, the women were always willing. That was the majority of the time.
He liked it rough and hard. But he wanted a very active partner. He didn’t like for them to be tied. On occasion, he had even found a woman that would fight with him during sex.
Alma had fought with him.
That’s what had brought them together. She had been a bouncer in the back room for one of the strip clubs. Law had walked into the back to go see his dad in the office and Alma had stopped him.
It had taken Israel stepping between them as they yelled at each other to assure her that he was allowed there. Law had left the encounter extremely turned on. He suspected that she was also. When she called him the next day, he was certain of it.
He had agreed to be her sparring partner while he was home on leave. After a few minutes, he was having a hard time hiding his… um… hard time.
They ended up at her apartment having some of the roughest and best sex of his life.
His next posting had been at Sector New Orleans and they spent as much time together as possible. After six months, they were married by a parish judge.
Twelve years later, while he was out during a hurricane, she was caught in flood waters and her car swept off the road. By the time the state police had found her car, she was already dead.
Other than occasional one nighters, there had not been anyone else until Maleah. They both knew it would not be anything serious. But it was what they both needed.
She had been part of a science expedition at McMurdo and he was in charge of the station.
When he came home to Texas in December, it had been too hot for him. After two years in Kodiak, three in Maine, a few on the Great Lakes and then another in Antarctica, eighty-five degrees and what felt like four hundred percent humidity, was too hot. There was no way he could handle a summer with triple digit temperatures.
And humidity so high you could swim through the air.
So, he followed his sister north.
Now he found himself standing with Saints and Renegades listening to the secretary explain that it was a private club.
“Shannon,” Isaac said stepping forward. She looked a little surprised that he knew her name. Law caught his sister’s grin and couldn’t help but think that the girl was about to have her world shaken up like never before.
“Please let Master Joshua, no, sorry, he’s on paternity leave.” Isaac said thoughtfully.
“Yes, sir, he is.” She replied.
“Very well. I think it’s time that I meet Master Richard.” He smiled at her. “Please let him know that Mr. Tomlinson is here.”
“Tom… Tomlinson?” She squeaked.
“Not Tom Tomlinson. Isaac Tomlinson. As in Tomlinson Enterprises.”
Her eyes widened in surprise.
“Lawrence Tomlinson.” Law said smirking. “Also, of Tomlinson Enterprises.”
“Reed Reagan, RNR Designs.” Reed said and watched as the girl touched the collar around her neck. “Yeah, that’s one of mine.”
“As long as we’re dropping names. Roscoe Reagan.” She looked at him a little lost. He simply shrugged his shoulders. “Means something to them.”
“That’s how you have two Roscoe Reagan Originals.” Chevy stated in awe.
“Yes.” Evie said lifting her eyes to meet Shannon’s. “Evelyn Reagan nee Tomlinson. Please let Master Richard know that three board members are here.”
“Three?” Shannon asked looking from Isaac to Law and then to the other men she did not recognize. Roscoe took pity on the girl and pointed to Evie. Her eyes widened again as she looked at the woman between Tank and Ink. “But you’re a sub.”
The Renegades moved away from the desk as Law leaned up against it. He simply smiled at the Saints as his sister calmly stepped around the desk.
“I’m a submissive.” Evie said picking up the phone and dialing the number for the office. “I’m not brain dead nor a doormat. Richard, three of the Tomlinson Enterprises board members are here. I also suggest better training for the new receptionist.”
With a cold stare at the younger woman, Evie added “Or a replacement.”
