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“What are you doing?” he yelped, pulling it back down. Since he’d been in the middle of talking to Liam and Jared, he had missed the parallel conversation. Sharon giggled as the others cracked up and Jake glared at her like an affronted virgin.
Suddenly his glare changed, turning a little darker and a little more dangerous and the urge to giggle dried up real fast. He lifted one dark brow, his blue eyes glittering as he focused on her and Sharon found herself squeezing her thighs together.
It was like he’d flipped on a Dom switch – even if he would deny it – and her body responded immediately.
“Is there something you need, princess?” he asked silkily, his voice a little deeper than normal. Yeah, he’d gone Captain Caveman on her before, but this was somehow different. There was a little more authority in his voice, a little more sensual power. Was it because they were at Stronghold, surrounded by Doms? She didn’t know, but it was definitely having an effect on her. “Am I not paying you enough attention?”
Eek.
Whenever a dominant asked that question it never turned out well for the subbie.
“No, no,” she said, shaking her head in automatic denial. “I was just showing off your fine assets.”
Jake didn’t look convinced, his eyes moving over her face as if studying every last detail. Sharon did her best to look sincere, but there was a niggle of doubt in the back of her mind. Had some part of her been trying to vie for his attention? She had done something she’d known would get it, unequivocally, even if she hadn’t anticipatedthisresponse.
She was not opposed to it though, even as a little trickle of apprehension went through her.
Some of her hesitation must have conveyed itself to him, because Jake’s gaze sharpened.
“Oh, I think you did want my attention, princess. Now you have it.”
Sharon shrieked as Jake moved, hoisting her up off of her bar stool and over his shoulder before she could blink. Immediately, their friends started cat-calling and cheering him on, drawing the attention of everyone else in the bar and lounge areas. Sharon could see some of the Doms and subs halting their negotiations to look over curiously at her and Jake, who didn’t seem at all bothered by having everyone stare at them.
Ha. Who was the attention-whore now?
“Where are you going?” Patrick called after them as Jake stalked off toward the back of the club.
“There’s a room here I’ve always wanted to try out,” Jake tossed back over the shoulder she wasn’t currently occupying.
“You didn’t reserve one.” Despite the crowd, Patrick’s voice was still loud enough to be heard, since everyone was now watching her and Jake.
“Don’t need a reservation for where I’m going.”
There was only one room in the club that didn’t need a reservation. Sharon’s pussy clenched immediately.
Chapter 19
The room Jake was most drawn to every time he’d walked through the club, the room he always had in the back of his head when he thought about doing somethingatthe club, was on the top floor. In the back of his head, Jake had thought of it as 'The Orgy Room.' He didn't know what it was actually called. Orgies weren't its real purpose though, they just happened in there on occasion. Really, the room was specifically set up for people to watch and be watched.
Jake had always really liked watching.
Now he was going to find out what it would be like to be watched.
Well, as long as Sharon was down for it, but she didn't seem to be protesting. He wasn't sure exactly how far she was going to let him go with the Captain Caveman thing, but he guessed they were about to find out.
Hands groped his butt as he started up the stairs and he chuckled, reaching across to place his hand on her thigh and slide it up under her dress. Turnabout was fair play after all.
As he'd suspected, she was going sans panties again.
More than one person in the hallway paused to watch his progress, obviously interested in where he was headed with Sharon, although they didn't say anything. Jake knew he'd been the subject of speculation ever since he'd started coming to Stronghold. Friends with the owner, brother of the owner's girlfriend, and yet not kinky himself.
Several submissives had propositioned him. So had a few dominants.
They'd gotten used to seeing him walking around and occasionally watching. If he'd displayed any kink, it was voyeurism, and everyone was just fine with that. Anyone who wanted a private scene could reserve a room and then make sure the curtains to the windows were closed. Feeling their eyes on him, he realized that he was really enjoying being the center of attention right now. This was attention he liked.
He was pretty sure he heard Sharon let out a soft gasp when he opened the door to the Orgy Room, as well as quite a few murmurs down the hallway from the watchers. Out of the corner of his eye, he was pretty sure he saw more than one of them heading to the movie room, which was right next door.
There was always a live feed going - although nothing was ever recorded - between the two rooms. Just in case someone felt like watching but not showing off.
