Paint Read Free

of them before he did whatever the hell was planned for him tonight.
    If he was going to get naked—and he suspected he was—in front of all these patrons, he wanted to be as detached as possible.
    Luke followed Kimber through the throng of people and down a short hall until she finally led him into a small locker room.
    “You can put everything in here,” she said as she opened a skinny locker, “and then slip into this robe and meet me in the hall.” She fingered the silky fabric of the garment hanging inside the locker and winked at him. “God, sweetie, they’re going to eat you up in there. You’re divine.” With a giggle, she disappeared out the door, leaving him alone once again.
    Luke took a deep breath and tried not to think too hard. I can do this. It’s no different from what I did with Morgan and Julian…except I haven’t met the two people I’ll be doing the scene with…
    With shaky fingers, Luke removed his clothes and stacked them in the locker. He sped up when it occurred to him that anyone could walk in at any moment. It was a locker room, after all.
    Once he was naked, knowing Kimber had meant for him to remove everything, he grabbed the deep blue robe and slipped it over his shoulders. His cock hung loose between his legs, stiffening as the fabric brushed against it. Or perhaps he grew hard thinking about whatever was about to happen.
    When he stepped back into the hall, he found Kimber bright-eyed and grinning. “Splendid. You good?”
    “Yep.” He tried to sound far surer than he felt. Whatever the fuck he’d signed up for, he needed to buck up and get to it, because no way in hell was he going to change his mind now. He was too curious.
    “They’re ready for you.” She set her perfectly manicured red nails on his bicep and stroked them down his arm. “Just relax, sweetie. You’ll do fine.”
    “What exactly will I be demonstrating?”
    “Whatever Master Douglas has in mind tonight. Could be anything.” She shrugged. Her non-committal attitude sent a shiver down Luke’s spine.
    “Um…”
    “Don’t worry, baby boy. You’ll have your safe word.”
    A slight hush fell over the main room as Luke reentered behind Kimber. She led him to the center platform and introduced him to a large older man Luke hadn’t noticed before. “Master Douglas, this is Luke,” she whispered for no one’s ears but theirs. He appreciated that she was trying to protect his identity. If anyone at the Loft got wind of his involvement in this… God, he might have to leave like Morgan did. No. Focus on the scene. You wanted this. No one will know.
    Luke wondered if he was supposed to shake Master Douglas’s hand, but luckily he hadn’t reached the point where he actually lifted his palm, because clearly Douglas did not have any interest in such pleasantries. Instead, the man circled Luke, eyeing him from top to bottom before he returned back to face him. His tan chest was bare, covered in muscles and a dusting of dark hair. Not quite the same as Julian’s formidable dark strength, but definitely enough for Luke’s cock to perk up. Master Douglas’s gaze devoured Luke. “Excellent. My pet will enjoy you. Won’t you, Kira?”
    A small voice behind Luke startled him. He turned his head to see a tiny woman with long red hair, kneeling on the platform. Other than the sheath of locks hanging all around her shoulders, she was completely naked. Her pert nipples peeked from between her curls, alluding to the sumptuous globes that lifted them in the air. How had he missed her before? “Yes, Master. If it pleases you, Master.” She dipped her head lower, her gorgeous curls covering her face.
    Kimber drew Luke’s attention once again. “The universal safe word at Nyx is red . Use it if you need to.”
    “Yes, Ma’am,” Luke replied. Kimber nodded and exited the stage.
    “All right, boy, kneel beside Kira,” Master Douglas said louder now, drawing hushed whispers and full attention from the audience