Make Me (The Club #17) Read Free Page B

Annabel, his Domme, allowed it.
    The sub, who was one of Texas's wealthy oil ranch billionaires, was wearing a look of yearning and who could blame him, given the state of erotic dress of his mistress. Annabel, who had a glass of champagne in her hand, was dressed in a black leather corset with suspenders and thigh high black boots, which accentuated her superb long legs. A thin gee-string barely covered her sex. Tallulah, one of the club owners, though everyone called her Tally, was talking to her and several other members were gathered around them.
    Annabel noticed him standing at the door and raised one finely shaped eyebrow. Ryan wasn't interested in playing court. There was only one woman who had caught his attention but he wouldn't go there until he had talked to her twin. He motioned to Annabel with his fingers to come and she did, sauntering over to him with a practiced model walk, which was generous of her given her queen bee Domme status.
    "What brings you to my salon? I know how you like to play so it clearly isn't me."
    Ryan ignored her flirting, knowing it was her nature. "Can we talk about Cari? I need your advice."
    "Sure," she said, her expression turning serious. She pulled on the lead and her sub followed, crawling on hands and knees out of the booth and into the one next door, which was vacant. She lay back on the booth lounge, while her sub arranged the pillows behind her head so that she was comfortable.
    Ryan chose to stand, careful not to be drawn into Annabel's web. "I liked your sister but I'm concerned about her."
    "My shy, little twin. I'm worried about her too." Annabel motioned with her index finger to her sub. "You may start. Ryan won't mind watching."
    The sub unzipped her thigh-high leather boot revealing her long semi-see through stockinged leg. He unclipped her stocking from its garter and peeled it off. His pink tongue snaked out of his mouth and he started to suck on her toes.
    Annabel's eyes became hooded when she turned to Ryan. "I've known you a long time and I love my twin. I want you to help my sister. Jet Mak thinks if anyone can, it's you."
    Damn. He could feel himself getting hard at the scene in front of him and he didn't want to. Wrong twin. There was little left to the imagination under Annabel's gee-string. Cari would look exactly the same as her twin, though he wondered if she would have her sex carefully groomed and cropped. Somehow he couldn't imagine Cari displaying herself for perusal and he wouldn't want her to, except for him. He put his hand in his jean's pocket, feeling the edge of his annoying boner, to dig out the now crumpled page of Cari's writing. "I asked Cari out. She wanted to go but she couldn't. What's going on?"
    Annabel reached down and grabbed a fistful of her sub's hair guiding his face up her thigh as she started to spread her legs.
    "Do you want me to lick you mistress?" the sub asked eagerly.
    "Not until I say. We have a guest watching."
    "We often have a guest watching," the sub said.
    "Just kiss the inside of my thigh, pet." She patted him on the head.
    Ryan could see the man's pink tongue glide close to Annabel's sex earning him a sharp smack across the cheek.
    "Naughty," she said.
    He smiled up adoringly at her. What Ryan wouldn't give to have the intensity of someone special in his life, someone who understood his world but he didn't want just anyone. Cari intrigued him.
    Annabel turned her attention back to Ryan. "Cari needs to live out her fantasies to draw her out of her shell. I trust you. I saw how tender you were with Kerry."
    Ryan winced.
    "I'm sorry about what happened but it wasn't your fault. It's time for you to move on. I like you. Always have. I want you to try with my little sister."
    Annabel was frank, alarmingly so, but he could see her words came from a place of love. Heartened, he held up the tightly scrunched paper. "I found a piece of her writing addressed to me this morning. It detailed everything she wanted."
    Annabel yanked