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“You already have.” She wipes the perspiration from her brow. “You brought me here to New Orleans. And the scene we just did together? It’s the most aroused I’ve ever been. That double penetration… My God.”

“You liked?”

“How did you…”

I place my fingers over her lips to quiet her. “Let it go, Mary. Remember it for what it was, for what you felt. Don’t take away the mysticism.”

She smiles then—a big, wide smile—and I’m not sure I’ve ever seen her look so beautiful. Her skin is flushed from the sex, from the orgasms, and her lips are swollen and pink. Her nipples are still hard and probably slightly raw from everything I put them through.

I can’t wait to get clamps on them.

That will wait, though. That will wait until we get back to New York, back to Black Rose Underground.

She melts against my chest.

“Do you still want to go home tomorrow?” I ask.

She pulls back and meets my gaze. “I do, Ronan. I do…because I want to go to the club. Black Rose Underground. And I want to submit to you there.”

I cup her cheeks, bring her toward me, and kiss her lips, sliding my tongue between them.

We’re both sated, so this kiss is gentle. A simple meeting of mouths.

But the odd thing is?

I’m feeling something different.

Something strong and potent.

Something unique…and foreign.

From a gentle kiss.

I break the kiss. “Would you like to go back to your room?”

“I’ll stay here with you, if it’s all right.”

“It’s all right.”

I don’t normally let a submissive sleep with me, but that ship has sailed. Mary already slept in my bed last night.

I narrow my gaze. “Perhaps the ghost of Jean-Pierre will visit you during the night.”

She snuggles into my shoulder. “Jean-Pierre is wonderful, but I only need you, Ronan.”

Chapter Twenty-Six

Mary

Once I’m back at my Manhattan apartment the next afternoon, I think about calling my boss and telling her I can work the rest of the week, but I decide against it. I’ve already got the time off, paid vacation, so I may as well use it.

Tonight I’m meeting Ronan at the club.

He asked to pick me up, but I decided I needed to approach the scene the way I normally do.

I get to the club myself, and I get home myself.

We’ll take it slow.

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