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Unable to speak from the pain of having his junk crushed, he nods.
“Good.” I walk out of his kitchen before my restraint snaps, leaving Max and Dante to untie him. Glancing back at the house, I swear that I will return. And next time I’ll come alone.
ChapterSeventy
MIA
Lorenzo slips an arm around my waist, giving me a reassuring squeeze as we move past the thick velvet ropes that lead to The Peacock Club. I resist the urge to chew on my lip, not wanting to ruin the lovely make-up that Joey helped me with.
“No need to be nervous, sunshine,” Lorenzo says softly in my ear, his warm breath sending a shiver along my spine. “I’ll take good care of you.”
“I know,” I say with a smile. “I think I’m like excited nervous though, you know? This is my first time in a club like this.”
“Glad to hear it,” he says with a wink. “You remember the rules once we’re inside?”
“Only address you as Sir. Don’t talk unless you give me permission, and do anything you say without hesitation?”
“That’s my girl.” He dips his head and gives me a sweet, lingering kiss.
“Can I ask you something though, Sir?” I purr, running a hand down the lapel of his finely tailored and incredibly well-fitted suit.
“Of course.”
“Why the no talking rule tonight? Is there a specific reason?” The nervous chattering rule is a constant, and I’ve almost cracked that particular habit, but not talking at all, even when someone speaks to me, is completely new.
He gives me a wicked grin, his eyes crinkling at the corners, and skims a hand down to my ass.
“What?” I frown.
He dusts the knuckles of his free hand over my cheek before cupping my jaw and tilting my head so he can look into my eyes. “It’s because, my feisty ball of sunshine, despite you being so full of fire and defiance, you’re actually turning into a very well-behaved little sub.”
My entire body floods with heat at his praise.
“I had to get more creative and make some rules that you might actually break.”
My breath catches in my throat. “So you can punish me?”
“Exactly.”
“So, are you saying I’m a good sub, Sir?”
He presses his lips close to my ear again. “You’re my perfect sub, tesoro.”
“Thank you,” I whisper, basking in his praise, just like he’s taught me.
My head may as well be on a swivel once we get inside the club. It’s one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever seen. All glass and chrome and plush velvet. Lorenzo told me it’s under new ownership and they renovated and changed the name. Whoever the new owners are, they obviously have impeccable taste. The club is packed, and we have to thread our way through the crowd to reach the VIP booths at the back.
Mouth hanging open in fascination, I admire the costumes and outfits of everyone I see. My jaw drops further when we pass two people having sex on a table about two feet away from us.
Lorenzo tugs on my hand, pulling me through the mass of bodies, and I stumble after him in my heels. Instead of continuing toward the back of the club, he leads me to a crowded spot with a single seat available at a table. Two men and a woman are already sitting there, and they acknowledge him with a nod. Lorenzo sits in the empty chair. Confused, I frown. Am I supposed to sit on his lap?
Lorenzo glares up at me. “On your knees.”
I blink at him.
“Do not make me ask again.”
My heart rate kicks up as I sink to my knees. What the hell is he doing? He grips my jaw in his hand. “You want to stare at people, sunshine. Maybe I should show you how that feels.”
