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In all, it appeared like a haven for any red-blooded man. But it was the curtained off area that drew her attention the most.
“And behind curtain number one,” she mumbled heading toward it.
The closer she got, the more her hands shook. Instead of an actual curtain, she realized it was a maze of curtained rooms separated only by fabric. She walked along the row of cubicles, each one sporting a bed and chair. She didn’t have to think too hard about what occurred there.
“For the club members who want more privacy,” Brewer explained, suddenly appearing beside her.
“I figured.”
The north wall caught her eye, and she moved toward it. “Holy shit. Are those toys?”
Brewer cleared his throat. “Um, yeah.”
She noticed several racks of wigs with colors every shade of the rainbow. Nodding, she met Brewer’s gaze. “Macha knows how to do sex.”
“You could say that, yeah, but it’s mostly Dolly.” He scratched his nose. “Before her, Macha’s nymphs were different. When my sister took over, she created a whole new look. Sex became better for the guys. My dad would probably have a heart attack if he saw this. She’s really come into her own since my parents passed.”
Delphi slowly made her way around the large room. It was a combination of a sex shop and strip club. Her mind spun at the things that happened in their very location. A surge of desire sprang through her, and she bit her bottom lip.Being here shouldn’t turn me on so much.But it did. And all she wanted to do was use one of the makeshift rooms to her advantage.
“Say something, Delphi. Your silence is killing me.”
“Do the nymphs clean up down here?”
He shifted his weight. “Yeah, the girls do, then Dolly after them.”
Nodding, she reviewed the toys on the wall. Each one tempted her, but she wasn’t sure how Brewer would react.
“What’s your favorite position?”
Brewer’s brows lifted, nearly disappearing into his hairline. “What?”
Delphi carefully pushed Brewer into one of the rooms and onto the bed. “You heard me.”
“Uh, um.” He chuckled, his face a shade red. “I like them all.”
She shook her head. “Not good enough.” She leaned over and kissed the side of his neck. “Which position gets your cock hard and makes you want to fuck?”
Brewer’s eyes turned a shade darker. “What are you doing, Delphi?”
Grabbing his chin, she kissed him hard. “I should think it’s fairly obvious, Macha man.”
He let out a strangled cry, tongue desperately tangling with hers. She pulled back and licked his lips. “What do you want?”
“You.”
She smirked and rotated her hips. Brewer caught her earlobe between his teeth, kneading her breasts through her shirt. There were too many clothes between them. She slipped her hands under his cut, her fingers crawling along his muscular torso.
“Delphi?”
“Yeah?” She straddled his lap, instantly feeling his body’s reaction beneath her.
“How attached to that shirt are you?”
She glanced down at the button-up shirt. “Not very.”
“Good.” He reached up and tugged on the front of the shirt, sending buttons flying in every direction.
Delphi gasped at the rush of cold air to her chest. Catching his lips with hers, she moaned when Brewer’s fingers slipped under her bra and grazed her breasts. He made quick work of the rest of her shirt, tossing it to the floor along with her rose-colored bra.
