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Picking up his bag, he shook his head at his friends, his arm still around Cassidy as he began to lead her toward the stairs.She looked up at him curiously, letting him guide her through the tables.

“What rules are we breaking?”

“Getting involved with clients.Though you’re not technically a client.You’re different.”Yup.That was his reasoning for why it was okay in this one situation.Things were different, so she could be treated differently.“That’s why I want to keep things inside the club, though, for now.It makes things easier.”

“That makes sense.”She nodded, though she appeared thoughtful.The hair from her ponytail brushed against the back of his arm as they walked, making all the hair there stand at attention.“You thought you were going to get in trouble for scening with me.”

“It was a possibility, but Lincoln doesn’t seem to have a problem with it.Like I said, you’re not our usual kind of client.”They reached the top of the stairs, and he shifted his arm so she could hang onto it while she walked down the stairs in those high heels rather than be tucked under it.She smiled gratefully at him.“We should talk about limits, though.Are there any areas of your body that you want off limits?Anything that’s not on your sheet that you want on your hard limits tonight?”

Then she said the words that he most wanted to hear.

“Nope.I’m all yours, Sir.”

His groin tightened.Some of his erection had subsided when the kiss had ended, and he’d had to face the group, but now it was back with a vengeance.

Fuck, he wanted her bad.

And now I can have her.

He just needed to figure out what he was going to do with her first.

Cassidy

Holy fuck, holy fuck, holy fuck…

Every inch of her body felt like it was hypersensitive as they walked down the stairs.Her breasts bounced under the lace, rubbing her stiff nipples against the material that felt scratchy as it stimulated sensitive tissues.She could feel the heat of his body against her arm, his pant leg occasionally brushing her bare one.

She didn’t know if he realized what a big deal it was for her to offer up anything and everything to him.At Stronghold, she hadn’t done that with any of the Doms.

But she wanted him.

And he’d said they had to keep things to the clubfor now.

Which meant maybe, in the future, they wouldn’t have to.Like, after she was no longer a client.Now that she was sure that was why he’d been holding back, and she’d seen that Lincoln was fine with them being together in the club, she didn’t want to hold back anymore.She wanted it all.

All the pleasure.All the torment.All of him.

“Let’s check if any of the private rooms are open,” he said, leading her over to the wall where the doors were.She hadn’t gotten a good look at them last time because she’d been a little distracted.Next to each door was a small placard with different labels on them.

In use.

Reserved.

Reserved.

In use.

Reserved.

Open.

Master David halted in front of the last one, a grin spreading on his face.

“Perfect,” he murmured, releasing her long enough to open the door.He stepped back, holding it open so she could precede him inside.Not that she needed any encouragement.She was as curious about the room as she was eager to scene with him.

She’d never scened in any of the private rooms at Stronghold or Marquis, though she’d watched others inside them.Don had wanted to be out in the main Dungeon where everyone could see them.That was what had given her the opportunity to escape.If he’d taken her to a private room, she wasn’t sure she would have had the courage to say ‘red.’Not when she could imagine what he could do to her in the time it took for someone else to get to the room.

There was a part of her that was a little concerned about being in a private room with Master David, but she knew that was Don’s shadow on her current life, and she wasn’t going to let that make her choices for her.She wanted to have sex with Master David tonight.She appreciated that they weren’t going to have an audience for their first time together.