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He says it so casually that I’m caught off guard. “Wait… you would let other people watch us while we fuck?”
“Yeah. You’re beautiful, and when you come you look like a goddess. I’d be proud to let people see you looking perfect.”
“Oh.” This time, I know he can see me blush. His eyes follow the heat in my neck and cheeks as I see him smirk. “What if I wanted to, erm, maybe…” He cocks an eyebrow, waiting for me to say it. “Add another person into the mix?” Now my entire body heats up.
“Well, that depends on what you want. I’m not down for someone else fucking you, baby, and the only cock your mouth will ever see is mine, but I wouldn’t object to letting someone have a little taste of you.”
I bite my lip. The thought of having people watch us, and hell, maybe having someone else touch me turns me on. But I wonder if it makes me selfish if I don’t want anyone to touch him?
“You ready to go?” I nod and he gets out of the car, coming around to my side to let me out. I’ve grown used to waiting until he comes to open my door. He hates it when I get out if he’s not there.
He takes my hand in his and heads left and down the street towards the club. “I just want to go over a couple more things while we walk there. There are many rules in the club––those you will get to read when we get there before we head in. But the biggies are, you don’t tell anyone you’re a member, you don’t share other member details with anyone, you must always wear a band when you enter, there are no cameras or phones allowed, and you are not allowed to touch the members who perform unless you have previously signed up to do a scene and have been vetted by the member performing.”
“Do I get a copy of all the rules? There’s a lot to remember.”
He just chuckles and carries on talking. “I have rules of my own. You do not leave my side, you do not engage with anyone unless I give you the nod, and while there are rules and coloured bands, there are some members who will take your politeness as permission they can pursue or follow you.
“Do not enter the club without me, ever. Never accept a drink, not because you can’t trust them, but if you do, this is also seen as permission to move on you.
“Now the most important rule… if at any time you have had enough or are uncomfortable or want to leave, you just tell me and we’ll leave. You must be honest with me. If we are doing anything and you change your mind part way through, you tell me immediately. I’ll be pissed if you don’t.”
“Do we need a safe word?” I ask, curious but also slightly amused. He stops, turning me to face him.
“You don’t need one, princess. Telling me no, stop, or I don’t want this is enough. I will stop anything that is happening in an instant. But if you would like a safe word then we can have one, just tell me what you would like it to be.”
I smile and shake my head. Standing on my toes, I reach up and kiss him before tugging on his hand to keep him moving.
Chapter 33
Over an hour later and I’ve read and signed the NDA and been given the rules, as well as a temporary card and offered a locker to put my phone and any other belongings in, but I chose to use Finn’s. He said it was okay and I figured it was a waste of a locker to have one each.
The office had been light, bright and airy when we entered through a front door. But the moment we left the room through a door in the back of the office, the décor changed to dark and sexy.
The locker room is completely tiled, with black tiles that have gold flecks in them. The rows of lockers are alternate black and gold, and there are four tables, each with fours chairs, all black with gold legs. When I asked Finn why they had tables in here, he explained it was for those couples who want to discuss the plan for the night and don’t mind doing it in there, but he did also point out two doors, each leading into private rooms for partners to discuss things away from others.
He takes me hand, leading my down a black tiled corridor. Given that everything is black, you’d think it would be dark and claustrophobic, but there are gold chandeliers on the ceilings, making it really light and welcoming.
When we reach the door at the end, he stops and pins me against the wall, his hands cupping my face as he kisses me like he’s afraid he’s going to lose me. “Please keep an open mind, baby. If there is something you’re not comfortable with, remember that I need you to tell me.”
“I remember, Finn. I promise I’ll be totally open and honest.”
“I’m so fucking excited for you to be here, and I can’t wait for you to experience everything in there with me at your side.” He gives me another kiss, then swipes his key card, and the door pops open.
There are so many people and so much activity that I’m overwhelmed. Trying to find something to focus on, Finn tugs on my hand, pulling me towards the bar. He signals the barman with two fingers. I have no idea what he’s asked for, until the barman arrives with bottles of water. I smile at Finn as he leads me to the side of the bar and proceeds to pick me up, planting my arse onto the stool. I think he’s going to take a seat next to me, but he stands right at my side, his hand on my shoulder as he watches me take in the room.
To the left of the door, and to the right of the bar where we sit, there is a section with about twelve tables that seats six. They are all facing a small stage, and I blush when I realise there is a couple on the stage, naked. A man is bent over a bench while a woman stands behind him, smacking him across his arse cheeks with what looks like a paddle. I flinch when she hits him, but I rub my thighs together––seeing that play out is kind of hot. I want to see how it plays out, but I want to check out the rest of the room.
Looking around, I notice there are six black and gold gilded cages suspended from the ceiling, each one containing dancers––three male and three female. The women are wearing black baby doll lingerie, the men are wearing gold skin-tight boxers, and nothing any of them wears leaves anything to the imagination.
At the far side of the room, there is a large stage. There’s nobody on it, but there are a few bits of equipment on there, including a bench, what I think is a large storage box, a chair with what looks like restraints, and a wooden spinning wheel. My eyes widen, wondering what they do there. Finn leans down and whispers in my ear, “The main stage is only used twice a week, and it’s only for the more experienced members who perform. If you want to see what happens then I can bring you back one night and show you.”
I lick my lips, nodding but still scanning the room. He chuckles in my ear before taking my lobe into his mouth and sucking, and then he gives it a gentle bite, tugging as he pulls his teeth off.
“Come on, let me show you some of the rooms.” He takes my hand and helps me down from the stool, leading me across the main floor. There are so many small stages, tables and booths with things going on. I want to stop and look but he pulls me with him towards a wide corridor that has doors on either side of it. Stopping about halfway, he looks at me and I give him a nod to let him know I’m okay to keep going. Taking out his key card, he swipes it across the lock on the door, pushing it open and taking me inside.
He closes the door then moves us to the other side of the room, where there is an empty standing table. The room is dark but there is still enough light for me to see there are only six people in here, all watching a window on one wall. I follow their eyes but furrow my brows in confusion. It’s dark and you can’t see anything.
“Just wait, princess. You see that light up there?” He points to a green light above the window, and I nod. “That light lets everyone know that whoever is on the other side will open the curtains for people to see.”
