Page 76 of The Contract

Who hands a bunny to a wolf and says, “Take care of it?”

“Now, the trench.”

“My coat?” she asks, swallowing hard. Her nerves force her to suck in that lush lower lip, biting down.

My dick rises instantly to full attention.

“You can leave anytime,” I say, motioning toward the door.

Her wide eyes dart to the exit and the tempting offer to run like hell.

But instead—slowly, at a pace worthy of a fucking striptease—she unfastens her belt. Then the buttons, one by torturous one.

The trench coat hits the floor.

Blood rushes to my cock like a goddamned firehose, because holy fuck.

Her dancer’s outfit is transparent.

Fine. It’s not.

But it’s skin-toned and painted on. Her tight nipples and every lush, perfect curve on display, like Aphrodite rising from the sea.

What the fuck was she thinking? Walking in here wearing… that?

Does she want me to lose my goddamned mind?

Mission fucking accomplished.

I tug from my pocket the one thing I should’ve left behind—the one thing I refused to start the car without—and dangle it right in front of her.

Her sharp inhale betrays her, no matter how hard she tries to hide it.

She takes it, eyes narrowed in suspicion, those bright green irises flecked with sparks of gold.

“Why the blindfold?” she asks. Her voice isn’t timid—it’s intrigue, wonder, and far too much inquisitiveness for her own good. Like some part of her already senses there’s something deeper lurking behind my request.

Oh, there’s so much more to it.

But all I say is, “My club. My rules.”

She accepts it, delicate fingers skimming over the fabric, fascinated.

If she overthinks this, it’ll lead to more questions. Questions I have neither the patience for nor answers to.

The asshole in me emerges. “Now or never, Pom.”

She rolls those big, beautiful eyes. Then, surprisingly, slips it on.

I select a song from my app.

Teddy Swims’ Lose Control feels about right.

The music starts, deep and demanding.

I pour myself a drink, settle into a chair, and watch her body slowly come to life.

I know the situation is delicate.

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