hugged her close. “I’m so glad you’re here. Did you bring the papers I gave you?”
Fishing around in her bag, she let Elena guide her forward. As she brought out a bundle of tri-folded papers, she realized she was already in the lobby. Looking around with wide-eyed fascination, she noticed a scantily clad woman at a reception desk, busily signing people in. She was surprised at the innocuous décor in the entryway and was mildly disappointed. That was until her eyes fell on Dex, who was leaning against the frame of a door marked “private.”
Dex wore black leather pants and a charcoal gray dress shirt. His arms were crossed over his broad chest, and the material of his silky shirt was strained as it tried to contain his bulging biceps. At his waist, she noticed a pair of lined leather cuffs hooked to his belt, making him look even more intimidating than usual.
Dex gave Lexie a small nod in greeting, his lips quirking up in a hint of a small smile. That all changed when his gaze fell on the petite woman standing at her side. His face lit up and his smile was infused with what Lexie could only describe as pure joy. Without pause, he raised his hand, an obvious summons to his observant fiancée.
“There’s Dex. He needs to see you before you go in. Come on.”
As they approached, Elena dropped her arm from Lexie and stepped into her man’s arms. The love they shared was palpable. She smiled up at him, her hands sliding up over the smooth material of his shirt, coming to rest on his well-muscled chest. As they kissed, Lexie noticed the huge diamond on her friend’s left hand as it twinkled in the light.
“You aren’t dressed yet, Chiquita. We’ll have to hurry both you and Lexie along. You know how the crowd gets if you don’t start on time.”
“I wanted to greet Lexie and make sure she didn’t turn tail and run before she got in the door.” As she said this, Elena looked over her shoulder and winked at her.
“Lexie, it’s natural to be nervous on a first visit,” Dex assured her as he opened the door behind him. Holding out an arm, he guided the two women inside. “Tonight is very low key. Like a mixer, if you will. It’s just a time for fun, conversation, dancing and good music. It’s also an opportunity for you to meet like-minded people.”
“What if I’m not like-minded?” She blushed when he raised his perceptive gaze to hers, an eyebrow quirked in challenge. He saw right through her evasive question. They both knew that was a whopper. She’d had a secret interest in D/s for years. Her Kindle was jam-packed with at least 2500 titles of erotic fiction, most related to bondage and spanking. She had a few other genres like shifter or vampire romances, but they all featured strong, dominant male characters who took control of their women in one aspect of their lives or another, but always in the bedroom. Embarrassed at being caught in a fib, she lowered her gaze.
“You wouldn’t have gotten an invitation if I wasn’t certain of your interest, my dear Alexis.”
Not knowing what to say to that, she decided silence was better than opening her mouth and inserting her foot further. She wasn’t the biggest fan of the taste of shoe leather, after all.
“Don’t worry, Lex; we’re all kink-friendly here. Every one of us was a newbie at one time or another. Believe it or not, even big bad Doms like Master Dex had to start somewhere. They didn’t come out of the womb wearing leather and carrying single tails, despite rumors to the contrary.”
“In a sassy mood tonight are you, my little subbie?” he asked as he opened his office door, motioning them to enter first. Dex swatted Elena’s bottom with a resounding thud as she passed. Although she squealed and scampered away, she couldn’t have felt much through the thick denim skirt she wore.
“I was just teasing, mi amo.”
“As was I, Chiquita, or