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“Good,” he said, assisting me into my coat. “Let’s keep the focus on that coat until we reach the club.”
As we entered Show and Tell, it didn’t surprise me to see how busy it was for a Sunday night. It was a private opening, after all. Spencer placed his hand possessively on the small of my back, sending shivers down my spine with his warm touch.
The interior decor was a perfect representation of the club’s name, “Show & Tell.” With the use of lighting and shadows, partially concealed alcoves, screens, and curtains, it offered a tantalizing glimpse into the activities taking place.
One wall was a dance floor, the other a bar, and in the center of the spacious room was a circular stage where two muscular men, dressed only in tight jeans, were setting up a performance. Knowing very little about this place or Club Privé, I was eager to grab a drink and find a seat to watch what was about to happen on stage.
Based on the very few hints Mercedes had given me, I knew the entertainment would be…entertaining.
“Do you want a drink?” Spencer leaned closer than necessary, and I couldn’t help but smile at the little show of possession.
“Something fruity,” I said. “I’ll grab us a seat with a good view.”
He gave me a puzzled look, and I gestured to the stage. His eyebrows went up as if he hadn’t realized there was a show. As I made my way to a semi-private chaise large enough for two, I could feel him watching me. I enjoyed that.
I’d been stretched out on the chaise lounge for a few minutes when the curtain to my right moved. I opened my mouth to tell Spencer he was fast, but another man stood there. Insanely tall and muscular, he had a ruggedly handsome face and was wearing tight leather pants. In the dim lighting, I couldn’t make out much else about him.
“Are you looking for some companionship tonight?”
That his eyes didn’t stray from my face gave him serious points, but I had no hesitation when I shook my head.
“She already has a companion.” Spencer’s voice came from behind the mountain of a man. “And not just for tonight.”
The man stepped to the side and raised his hands, a smile flashing dimples as he spoke. “No harm meant. I saw a beautiful woman sitting alone and thought I would ask. Have a great night.”
Spencer watched as the other man walked away, a scowl etched onto his face. The expression was unusual for him. When the curtain fell back into place, Spencer turned to me and offered a glass of pinkish liquid.
“You made a new acquaintance,” he said, a smile curling his lips.
I grinned. “I didn’t even catch his name.”
Spencer sat down next to me, draping his arm over my shoulder. “Do you want it?”
I leaned into him, feeling safe and protected.
“Not even a little.” I chuckled.
As the music volume dropped, a tall, handsome man with dark hair climbed onto the stage. Spencer told me it was Gavin Manning, the owner of the club.
“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the opening of Show & Tell. Please familiarize yourself with the rules in our private rooms, and ensure you seek verbal consent before participating in any activities. And now, let’s welcome our first performance of the night, featuring Craig, Lacey, and Philip.”
Applause erupted as the performers took the stage. Spencer turned to me with a look of surprise on his face. Mercedes had told me about these exhibitions, but I hadn’t fully believed her until now.
Lacey, with her dark curls pulled back into a sleek ponytail, flaunted her hourglass figure in a glittering gold wrap dress. Her curves were accentuated as she confidently strode onto the stage and presented a pair of handcuffs with a mischievous glint in her eye. Standing next to her was a clean-shaven man with a muscular build, accentuated by the bold barbed wire tattoo circling his biceps. On the other hand, the shaggy-haired Philip, with his neatly trimmed beard and mustache, cut a tall and lanky silhouette in his well-tailored clothes.
Craig undressed, revealing an average body but a very above-average cock. He was huge.
“Bloody hell,” Spencer said. “I never thought I’d feel inadequate in that area.”
I laughed and put my hand on his thigh. “Frankly, I’d be a little scared of what that man’s wielding.”
Spencer’s arm tightened around me, and he pulled me half onto his lap. Pressing his mouth against my ear, he said, “I’m terribly sorry for bringing you here. I had no idea it would be like this. Stan is such an ass for not mentioning it.”
I turned and looked at him, and I could practically feel the heat of his gaze on me. “I love it, though.” My hand slipped under his shirt, and I fingered the hard bulge of his pectoral muscle. “It kinda turns me on.”
He kissed my jaw and moved one of his hands to cup my breast, his fingers brushing against uncovered skin. Flickers of heat followed his touch.
On the stage, Lacey had removed her dress and was bent over in front of Philip, her hands on his knees. Her face was inches from his, too far for them to kiss without her moving, but I figured that was the point.
