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off the arousal tainting the air around her.
    Erin began swaying side-to-side while listening to the primal grunts that trickled out of the dark recesses of the room. Another song came on changing the tempo to something faster, encouraging her to put more movement in her shoulders and hips. The silky fabric of her designer, red dress slid across her unencumbered breasts, dragging over the clamps, and creating a relieving tug as the blood flowed back to her peaks. Red jewels pinched her nipples while a connecting gold-chain draped across her low-cut neckline, giving the appearance of being part of the dress.
    It had been almost a year since Erin’s nipples had endured any kind of pain so they were extra sensitive and needy. She’d worked herself up to the point of stifling a low, private moan when a warm hand wrapped around her empty one and began lifting it. Her eyes shot open while lips brushed across her knuckles.
    The mystery man from outside.
    He took the almost full wine glass from her hand and set it on the tray of a passing waiter.
    His rich, commanding voice floated around Erin and she was done for.
    “Follow me, slut. I want to see you come.”
    “As you wish, Sir . ”

~~~Chapter 2~~~

    Jayden’s on the Prowl

    He almost didn’t come tonight considering he hadn’t had any luck in the last three months. The class of women that were now showing up to these ‘open door’ nights were nothing more than scatter-brained girls who thought they wanted a little slap and tickle – one-nighters. Fuck that shit. Jayden needed a woman with some pain tolerance. One that found true pleasure in the pain that he could inflict.
    He had Samantha to help fulfill his need to dominate, but her pain threshold wasn’t at the level he would like. Her role was that of a fill-in submissive – nothing else. For this reason, he never brought Samantha to his home. In fact, it was because of her that he’d had the playroom off of his office constructed. Even within his secret lifestyle, Jayden liked to have options. Variety was the spice of life and all that.
    At the final hour after a long, stressful week in which Samantha had been on vacation, he’d decided what the hell and thrown on a casual outfit: his favorite loose, low-slung jeans and a tight-fitting, crème-colored Henley with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows. The crème was a striking contrast against his bronze-hued skin and brown eyes – he knew this, and that it defined his physique quite well. What was the point of spending hours in the gym if you weren’t going to show off the results? Jayden finished the outfit with his well-worn, oxblood red Doc Martin boots.
    His chauffeur-cum-right-hand man drove him to the club in companionable silence. Letting himself out of the car, Jayden informed Micah he’d text when he was ready to head home.
    “Yes, Sir.” Micah nodded, and his frosted brown locks fell into his blue eyes before he pulled away from the curb and back into traffic.
    Turning around, Jayden took in the line of women waiting to get in. Was it possible that one of them could be what he was looking for? He sighed when he realized they all seemed to be in groups of two or three.
    Well, shit , Jayden thought. This was going to be another wasted evening. The serious ones never came in groups. Since he was already there, Jayden figured he might as well go in and enjoy the music, and say hello to some of the members.
    He was nearing the doors when Jayden felt the air buzzing. He glanced around trying to find what was calling to him. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary except the lone woman with the deep, red hair pulled into a high ponytail. She wore a long, black dress coat with black, leather stilettos on her feet. He could tell she had a petite frame in spite of the coat. Jayden was intrigued by the mere fact that she wasn’t letting everything hang out like the wannabes in line.
    She glanced at her watch and sighed. Was she squirming too?
    Hm, he wondered.