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Her gaze slid up his body until she met his dark brown eyes.“Am I okay?”
“You’re beautiful.”
A tell-tale flush flowed over her body.How long had it been since she’d been with a man?Longer than she realized.She’d only dated a few times since her divorce and not much in the last five years.“Thank you.”Where was her bold side?It wasn’t like her to be this shy.
“Let’s go.”Logan cupped her elbow and led her to the double doors.He opened one.
Instantly, the music hit her.Some sort of hard rock?It had a consistent beat to it.Logan nudged her inside and shut the door behind them.
“Welcome to Wicked Sanctuary.”
Ellie had been focused on the music, but now she saw the people.Her eyes went wide.Compared to when Sierra gave her a tour, the lights were lower, and of course now there were people in the club.Ellie took a deep breath and recognized body heat, sweat, and… She couldn’t put her finger on it, but if sensuality had a smell, that would be it.“I…” She had no idea what she’d wanted to say.
“Let’s go sit down.”Logan led her to a set of sofas in a back corner.On the way, she saw men and women in all sorts of dress.Some like her, in bra and shorts, others just a thong, some with nothing.Ellie glanced down at her feet.
She wore modest one-inch heels, but others were in stilettos.How they walked in them, she didn’t know.On any given day, she could barely handle the ones she had.Flats were her choice most of the time.
Logan gestured for her to sit and then sat next to her.“You’re overwhelmed.”
“A bit.Are my shoes okay?”She glanced over his shoulder and saw all sorts of stages with equipment on some of them.Ellie was sure she was going to get one heck of an education tonight.A shiver of excitement skimmed over her skin.
He glanced down at her feet.“They’re fine.The shoe requirements have been changing over the last year.”
“Oh?”
“Yes, Sierra and the other subs convinced Max to let them wear flats saying heels were too much and they weren’t going barefoot.”
Ellie shivered.“It might be unsanitary to go barefoot.”
“The floor is sanitized nightly, but you might be right.”Logan shifted.“Remember we talked about you calling me Sir in the club?I’m going to suspend those protocols with me tonight, but don’t forget them with others.”He rested against the back of the sofa and put his arm around her shoulders.“Close your eyes for me.”
Ellie did as he said.
“Deep breath in and let it out just as slowly.”
Again, she did as he said.
“Now, keep your eyes closed and listen.Besides the music, what do you hear?”
Ellie concentrated.“People talking, the snap of something, maybe a moan or something like that.”
“Good.Now open your eyes.”
She did, and Logan was leaning close.Ellie took a breath and inhaled his scent of leather and masculinity.Thank goodness he’d suspended the protocols, because she could barely think with him so close.
“Is there anything that is scaring you?”
Ellie tilted her head.“No, why would…” She stopped when she saw his face, then chuckled.“I don’t know how you knew, but yes.At first glance, it overwhelmed me.But I hear no screams and no one’s in pain that I can tell.”
“Right.This isn’t about pain; this is about pleasure.”His breath brushed her skin.“If you see something you don’t like, tell me.I’ll explain it to you, but you don’t have to watch.”
She nodded.This wasn’t what she’d expected.Or was it?Sierra and the others talked in generalizations about the club, but some of the books she’d read were more detailed, and some of them were wrong, it appeared.Pain and pleasure didn’t have to go together.
“Now, the wristband.”His fingers encircled her wrist.“You’re wearing a white one; that means novice.”
“Yours is blue.”
“Blue signifies a Dom.”
