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But living it for real, in an actual kink club with a man I am quickly realizing I don’t know in the least, is another thing altogether.
On the other hand…
I shudder when Gabriel’s hand lands on the small of my back—firm, but not pushy. I can feel the heat of him standing close behind me, and when my eyes flick back to the table with the implements, an icy tingle creeps up my spine.
There’s no going back now. And even if there was, I don’t want to go back.
I ignore the sirens blaring in my head. I shove down the voice screaming that this is my fucking boss. My gaze shifts to the coils of dark nylon rope, the cuffs, the ball-gag on the table. I shiver as something inside me begs me to remember the last time a man immobilized me.
To bring me back to the fear, and the darkness, and the feeling of being utterly helpless…and not in a good way.
This is different, I want to scream at myself.
HOW, the voice inside screams back.
It’s my choice this time, I answer.
I swallow as the pressure of Gabriel’s hand on my back ushers me into the room. The sound of the lock on the door clicking has me sucking in my breath, my face tingling as my nipples tighten.
“I’ll ask you once again, kitten,” he rasps into my ear. “Do. You. Want. To. Be. Here.”
My head nods up and down.
“Good girl.”
My teeth sink into my bottom lip as he moves past me, strolling casually across the room to the dark leather couch. Gabriel casually removes his jacket, folds it neatly, and drapes it over the arm. My skin hums with an electric current as he slowly undoes his cuff and rolls the sleeves of his dress shirt in neat, practiced motions up to the elbow. The sinewy muscles of his forearms ripple, the veins throbbing right under his skin as he turns to me.
“Come here, kitten.”
I tremble, but my feet start to move.
“Right there.” He indicates a spot in the center of the room. Dutifully, biting my lip hard to stop myself from shaking, I walk to where he points.
“Turn around.”
Heat pools between my thighs as I do as I’m commanded. When I feel him step closer to me, I tense.
“The safe word is freeze,” he growls against the shell of my ear. “Nod if you understand.”
My chin nods up and down quickly.
“Good girl.”
I gasp audibly as the back of his index finger traces up my bare arm. It suddenly occurs to me that even though I’ve worked at Crown and Black for almost three years, tonight is the first time Gabriel’s ever touched me—first the hand wrapped around my throat, now the sensual feel of his finger dragging higher and higher up my arm.
The finger hooks under the strap of my cocktail dress. He tugs, and my heart lurches before his hand melts away. His footsteps behind me retreat to the side, over to the console table. I turn, my gaze following his hand as it hovers over a plug, and then a pair of nipple clamps. I shiver when he moves his hand over the comically enormous dildo, and my insides clench. Then slowly, his hand moves over to the black leather blindfold.
That’s what he chooses.
He turns, and I feel my body throb as his greenish-hazel eyes with the gold flecks momentarily meet my dark ones.
“Face forward, kitten,” he growls tightly.
I nod, quickly obeying. Gabriel moves behind me again, and the blindfold slips over my mask, covering the eyeholes and turning my world black.
My pulse skyrockets?—
No. This isn’t that place. He isn’t that man.
