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Heels over five inches should be outlawed. It shouldn’t matter that it caused Lexi’s ass to stand out as she made her way down the hallway toward the spiral staircase at Surrender.
Her newly-dyed red hair was curled, tumbling down her back in waves with two silver, jeweled clips on either side of her head. Her dress was silver silk with black lace covering it which stopped above the knee and complimented her curves. She wore silver bangles to complete her outfit for the evening.
Lexi looked around the space, buzzing with summer fever now that the club had changed to more extended hours. As well as additional days, giving club members the opportunity to play during the day and long into the evening.
From where she was standing at the top of the stairs, Lexi could see that every corner of the club had a unique characteristic to it. She took it all in at once—the endless rows of elaborately quilted, gold-padding, and silver-framed bar stools, which glinted under the warm yellow lights; the grand mirrored walls reflecting a myriad of colors, and the velvet-clad booths along the edges, in hues ranging from blues and purples to browns and blacks. It was like no other club she had ever been to before. It was her design after all. The richness added to the illusion of escape; which was the allure of Surrender.
At the far corner of the lounge bar, Lexi caught sight of Mia and Nolan in a private booth, laughing and talking amongst friends. It was the first time they’d been out as a couple since the birth of their daughter, Penelope. She wanted to join them but the silence and solitude called her.
Scanning the wide open concept, she enjoyed the view, taking in all their hard work for the past nine months. From where she was standing at the top of the stairs, Lexi could see from one corner to another, so it made it the perfect spot for the voyeurs and exhibitionists .
Muscled arms wrapped around her from behind, and the taller form trapped her against the railing overlooking the open play space.
Instinctually, she arched her butt back against the growing erection boldly digging into her. “Oh, oh my,” she whispered playfully, her eyes rounded, and she looked from side to side. “Jake, you can’t let them see you,” she teased.
Lexi placed her hands over the arms of the man she’d know an ywhere and leaned into the embrace. The calmness that swept over her in his presence was nothing she'd ever felt before. It was everything.
“If my boyfriend sees you…” she mumbled harshly, pursing her lips to keep from giggling as she teased Noah.
“Jake,” Noah bit out, his tone humorless. The muscles in his arms twitched, and he tightened his hold on her. His fingers were digging in enough to leave bruises. “Something you want to tell me, Lex?” Her eyes fluttered closed at his dark growl of disapproval, and she suppressed an visceral moan.
“Oh, OH, Noah!” Lexi twisted her head and smiled up at her boyfriend of nearly two years. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know it was you!” Her grin wasn’t fooling him.
“Do you need another lesson in ownership, sweet pea?” His warning words went straight between her thighs.
Turning in his arms, Lexi pressed herself against the balcony, then placed her hands on his chest. Even in heels, she had to crane her neck to look into his hazel eyes. Her fingers ran along his strong jaw, scruffing the neatly trimmed facial hair with a low hum of approval.
Gone was his usual laid-back attire. He was wearing a tailored, navy blue suit over an eggshell-white dress shirt, without a tie. His eyes sparked with possession as he looked down at her from beneath long, dark lashes, and Lexi couldn't help but be taken aback by his presence. He didn't dress up often, but when he did, it always took her breath away.
Noah swept a strand of hair away from her face before pressing his lips to hers in a gentle kiss. She smiled against his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck before leaning into him deeply, both getting lost in the other.
He eventually pulled away, taking a deep breath while pressing his forehead against hers. “I'm not sure if five-inch heels should be allowed, but if you keep wearing them we're going to have to make an exception,” he said with a smirk, his voice low and husky. Then he trailed his hands up her sides, then back down, all the way to the curve of her ass, feeling the heft of the fabric against her curves. “I could see you from the booth, and all I could think of was putting my face between your thighs,” he growled, licking his lips slowly. “These fit you perfectly,” he murmured, his eyes hungrily scanning her body.
“I hope so. My feet are killing me.”
“Seeing as you are mine, you should know that any heels over five inches will be outlawed from your wardrobe,” he said, his voice husky. “It might make your ass stand out, but it'll also make me crazy.”
“Driving you crazy is my job, Sir.”
“You’re always teasing.”
“I’ve never heard you complain about it before.”
“Because I enjoy fucking it out of you.”
“You say that as if you have to retrain me.” Her stance changed at his silence. “I don’t need fixing.” Rolling her eyes, Lexi huffed and pushed past Noah. She didn’t want to argue tonight, but the way he stalked after her told her he was ready for whatever she threw his way.
“Lexi, really?”
She ignored him, retreating to the hall leading to the elevators that serviced all six floors of Surrender. With quick but careful steps, she darted around the corner, trying to widen the distance between them.
“Lex, goddamnit!” Noah’s muscled form pushed her against the wall. His hands pinned her wrists above her head, forcing her onto her toes. A silent war between them as he stared her down.
Lexi’s breathing was rapid from annoyance and unfortunately, the way her body reacted to his presence.
“I never said you needed to be fixed,” Noah corrected, running a hand through his dark blond hair with frustration.
