t this place i

e swinging crowd, Thursdays are leatherboys. Some

o a man. Even as she rejected the whole idea, her body thrilled at the thought. Dammit, he’d hit her with a paddl

t hurt. Like that would happen. So would she prefer sex to have a bi

she take the t

’d felt even watching porn on TV with Matt, her last boyfriend. He’d been trying to

ng a penis pumping into a woman on film. And the way Master Z kissed… Her insides melted at the memory. She sh

ng kinky to get off. Sex for her was pleasant enough, really it was. Once sh

nice@ wouldn’t be the operative word? Because he’d take her, not have sex with her.

at sent moisture trickling

down to the middle of her back. Now what was she going to do to keep herself diverted? She cou

what she was missing. And she was too s

broken the rules, and he hadn’t been happ

went back and he did so

’t even

she asked, her voice

d. Pays his employees on time. Expects his people to be professional. Divorced once, two grown children, not serious with anyone now. Women fall all over him, and in his

nodded, looking

uff, whips and beatings and hot wax stuff. If y

-” The

unished,” he added. “But there’s a difference between a span

O

ushing against her. He’d be willing to take her to bed. Show he

o her every time she went to bed with someone. She’d be comparing a what might have been with normal sex and never know if reality would

stand no

ided -- had she decided

g bac

s desk. “Don’t tell me. I’m

. “Braver

sure. Although he’d hoped, he hadn’t really expected her to return, not after such a harsh introduction to the lifestyle. He’d co

, one where the chemistry between them was like pouring

e might be innocent as far as alternative sex, but she had an admirable ability

de him and froze. A pretty sub with bright red hair was tied to a spanking horse. The angle had been

nd then her imagination was putting her there in the sub’s place, with him behind her. He

into his sub’s perky little asshole. She wailed and squirmed -- more from arousal

en her this way over and over, and she comes screaming every ti

s sank in, then relaxed, gaz

ou’re not ready to have my fingers sli

, hardened him like a rock. Yes, the attraction was de

His arm around her foiled her attempt to step back. He set his other hand along her jaw, keeping her tilted at the right angle to toy with her mouth, to nibble on her succulent lips,

them both until she flattened her curvy body agai

inked, returned to her surroundings, the tied-down sub in front of them received her

oked a little. “Ah. Guess you

ut an arm around he

taking her toward the front of the room. J

bably missed supper,” Sir said

c place, but the thought set her stomach t

held long tables filled with finger foods. Sir handed her a small plate, and she moved down the table, picking up tiny

u hungry?”

e ear

hing her, she realized, looking over the coffee table at him and feeling more than physical dis

ward in a man’s presence; wasn’t that weird

glass of tea as he contemplated her for a moment. “The lifestyle can be a lonely one, and people turn to the