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and Jordan and Michael Durant—hit it off almost immediately. In those days, Richard had just started exploring his bi-Brazen Seduction
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    sexuality, and he thought maybe he and Jordan saw that side of the other then, that common thread. He didn’t act on that feeling because he liked Jordan and wanted that man in the role of friend only.
    Richard nearly smiled. If he’d made a pass at Jordan, it would have freaked Michael out. But Richard didn’t know for certain that Jordan was involved in the lifestyle until just a few years ago, when the man opened Reckless Abandon.
    “Richard, Alan,” Jordan greeted as he approached. Marcus also nodded, then turned his attention to the bartender. He ordered two club sodas with lime. Richard did smile then. The owner of Reckless Abandon habitually ordered the same drink he and Alan did whenever they came here.
    What with all the concern over drinking and driving, and given the activities he and Alan partook of from time to time, he believed it best, all around, to leave the consumption of alcohol for evenings at home and the occasional dinner out.
    “You need to know she was pretty determined on this course,” Jordan said quickly, quietly. “So I said yes and called you. I figured, between us, we could control the situation and her.”
    “She? What situat—” Richard stopped mid-sentence as a woman came into the room. Instant lust turned him numb. He watched the glorious redhead being led before them all by collar and leash, paraded in for the benefit of the patrons.
    Another sub for the auction, but this one is the jewel of the lot .
    Her eyes downcast, her wrists and ankles shackled as befitted an unclaimed sub, the woman dripped sex. His eyes drank her in, bodacious breasts, luscious legs, and an ass he wanted to paddle, bite, and fuck. His cock hardened. The sound of an indrawn hiss beside him meant Alan saw her as well. He shot a sly glance down, pleased his lover sprouted an erection in reaction to her. Putting his glance back on the redhead he tried to get a good look at her face.
    Come on, sweetheart, show a little spunk. Look up . Look at me .

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    Morgan Ashbury
    She must have heard his urgent summons, for in the next instant she raised her head, then locked her gaze on his. Richard’s back straightened and he took one step forward as recognition blasted through him.
    “What the fuck?”
    He thought he said that softly, but Marcus’s snort told him he’d been loud enough. Molly’s eyes widened. Then she redirected her gaze to the ground. In another few seconds, she disappeared from sight.
    Richard wanted to punch something, or someone. He turned to Jordan, ready to do violence.
    “What did you want me to do? She begged me to help her. Was I supposed to say no and let her try to find a partner in the lifestyle on the street?”
    “Jesus Christ, Jordan, she’s just a kid!”
    “I beg your pardon? Molly is twenty-five years old. And I hate to break this to you because I know that your self-preservation instincts have shoved her in the box marked ‘child,’ but that woman is no child. Besides, she very likely has indulged in sex before.” Richard opened his mouth to protest, then shut it again.
    What the hell was he going to do? Everything Jordan just said hit the mark, damn it. He’d been keeping an eye on Molly since she was a kid.
    Truths he’d hidden from himself began to surface. His better angel struggled to hold back the tide of those thoughts, while the little devil that lived inside him felt like a dieter who’d just discovered zero-calorie whipped cream.
    Oh God. Molly covered in chocolate and whipped cream. He could just imagine…
    He shook his head, suddenly aware that his companions, all three of them, silently watched him, waiting.
    “What the hell do you expect me to do?” he asked Jordan.

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    Jordan stepped closer. “Do I have to spell it out for you? Bid on her. Win her. Then train her to your tastes.” Richard