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“I want to play with all the sex toys you ordered.”

“Would you teach me how to use them?” Her eyes fluttered.

Someone was testing the waters tonight. “Yes,” I said. “I’ll teach you everything you want to know.”

“What do you get in exchange?”

The corner of my mouth tugged. “Making you cry. Making you come. Fucking you for hours and hours.”

Her hand kept stroking me. I was so fucking hard, I was about to burst. Every muscle burned with pleasure.

“I want your submission,” I growled.

“You have it,” she whispered. “But only in the bedroom.”

“I want you to see me again.”

Her breath hitched. She swallowed hard. “I can’t tell anyone about you, Salt. I can’t. The whole world will eat me alive.”

“I know. I’ll be your secret,” I said. “I won’t tell anyone. I swear to you. I just need to be yours. I don’t care if you’re my boss. You can have my music.”

Her hand paused, her eyes widening. “Salt?—”

“You can.” Fuck. I shivered against her, baring the deepest part of me to her. I was offering her my music. I was offering her everything that was me. “I want it to be yours,” I whispered.

“I’ll protect it,” she whispered back. “I’ll protect it forever. No matter what happens. I promise that your music will be safe. I swear to you.”

“I swear that I’ll protect you. No matter what happens.”

She nodded. “Seal it with a kiss.”

I smiled. “Deal.”

I brushed my mouth against hers. Her hand began to move up and down my cock faster as our kiss grew more fevered, and I couldn’t take it any more.

I tucked my cock back in my pants. In one swift motion, I picked Pepper up and threw her over my shoulder. She yelped as I carried her through the crowd, heading straight for the staircase.

I needed a bed. And there were at least a dozen upstairs.

I moved past people as I carried her up each step, keeping her draped over my shoulders as I hit the top. I recognized one of the DMs and he recognized me too, giving a nod.

“I’m taking the King Room,” I said.

“Got it. For how long?”

“As long as I want. Tell Mistress Eden that Salt says thank you.”

He nodded and then stepped aside, allowing me down another hall. The sounds of people fucking followed, moans and cries blending together. Pepper wiggled for a moment, but then went still again.

I could feel her watching people. Catching glimpses of their sex.

All of the beds were clean, with sheets that were changed out after each scene. Condoms, dental dams, lube, and everything else needed to have safe sex with a stranger was available. It was part of the membership price, and well worth it. The doors stayed open, people could watch you fuck or get fucked. And DMs monitored everything for safety.

The Garden was the safest place like this in Tennessee. Mistress Eden operated everything with care. It was why I came here, although my membership was free.

A lot of the furniture in the club was made by me.

The King Room was at the very end of the hall. It was large and extravagant with a massive bed at the center, a sex bench, a pillory, a cross, and padded flooring to kneel or wrestle on. I set Pepper down right beyond the threshold and turned, flipping a sign over that said Do Not Enter on the doorframe.

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