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A teal blue corset and black miniskirt that had set him back nearly four grand had replaced her jeans and t-shirt, and she pranced about in five-inch heels like it was something she did every day. A far cry from her sneakers and her hair stuffed into a ball cap.
“You can’t take your eyes off her.”
Memphis turned to grin at Hunter Novak. “It’s true. I’m plotting how to lure her into my bed.”
“You sound like a creeper right now. Don’t make me kick you out of your own house.”
Memphis chuckled. Parties like these lived and died by how well they enforced consent practices, and Hunter was a stickler for making sure everyone followed the rules. Creepers, as he put it, were not welcome.
“Speaking of Rylee, I have a bone to pick with you. You knew damn good and well she would say yes if I asked her to come with me tonight. Why did you act like she wasn’t one of us?”
His friend shrugged. “It’s not my place to out someone. You know that. Not to mention, I don’t know her that well. She’s been to one party, and that was a few years ago. What do you think of your new place?” he asked, changing the subject.
Memphis looked around. Starting Monday, he would officially be on house arrest until the trial was over. It started in four weeks and was expected to last anywhere from five days to two weeks. He didn’t relish the idea of being alone for the next month or longer. Sure, he could bring in a friend or demand that his assistant fly to Vegas to work from his house, but that wasn’t enough.
His eyes shifted to Rylee, who was laughing with a group of people. He wanted her.
“I think it will do nicely,” he muttered as he watched her. Among the group of people she was talking to, were two Doms he knew would try to talk her into playing with them. He ordered a scotch from the nearby bar and strode with purpose toward the group.
“You look serious, Foster. We’re at a party,” one of the Doms said as he approached.
Memphis ignored him and focused on Rylee. “I wondered if we could talk,” he said low in her ear.
She shuddered as if his hot breath on her soft skin affected her. But she smiled and gave him a subtle nod. He took her by the elbow and steered her to the corner of the spacious room. It was the social area. Where he really wanted to take her was upstairs to one of the playrooms or maybe a private bedroom.
“A million,” he said, staring down at her.
“For what? To sleep with you?”
He nodded, not ready to broach the subject of a month-long stay at his place. They could work up to that. “To give me a chance. A night of fun between two consenting adults who are drawn to each other.”
“Why me?”
He shook his head. “I can’t explain it. I’m drawn to you, and I have to have you.”
She looked around. “There are at least a dozen women here who would jump at what you’re offering.”
“I’m only offering it to you, Rylee. Believe me, I don’t make a habit of offering women money to have sex with me.”
She hummed and glanced toward the stairs. “What’s your poison?” she asked.
He had a feeling she wasn’t asking about his drink.
“You first,” he said, lifting his glass to his lips.
“I have a lot of… curiosities. A few I’ve tried, a few I’ve just fantasized about.”
“Tell me one you’ve fantasized about.”
Her blush traveled from her cheeks to her neck and across her chest above the line of her corset.
“Tell me, Rylee. You know you want to.”
“I like impact play.”
“But that’s not what you’re fantasizing about.”
She slowly shook her head. “Total surrender,” she murmured after a moment of heated silence passed between them.
