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She shudders but I can tell she secretly loves the idea as she bites her lip and her pupils dilate.
I give her a predatory grin. “Pushing boundaries and exploring limits is what brings our members back night after night.”
Suddenly, her gaze is back on the scene before us.
“You really think I could do that?” she says breathlessly, watching avidly as the woman’s partner lowers his head between her legs and begins to feast.
“I do. That’s why we need to talk about your limits. You could be so much more than a waitress while you’re here, Candy.”
“I-I’m not really sure.”
I smile because it’s not a no.
“You should go back to the bar. Our doors re-open in ten minutes and everyone wants a drink to refresh before the next session begins and things get darker.”
Her face falls in disappointment, but she nods obediently and climbs down from the viewing box.
As Candy walks away, I feel a sense of disappointment too. I want her to stay and explore her limits with me. But I also know that it’s important to take things slow and make sure she’s comfortable before diving headfirst into the deep end.
“Candy?” I call right as she’s pushing open the door that will take her back into the communal space.
She pauses and turns to look at me. I wink. Because I also know that she needs a little challenge to bring out that feisty spark she tries to keep tamped down.
“You can come watch me work on your break, if you’re feeling brave enough.”
CANDY
“You can come watch me work on your break, if you’re feeling brave enough.”
North’s words keep echoing around my head as I open the door that – hopefully – leads me back to the bar and safety. Ice cold air hits me, and I breathe in a sigh of relief that I’ve made it out of the oppressive heat of that seductive space. None of the other parts of the tour affected me like that final corridor did. North probably thinks I’m some sort of freak who gets off on watching other people, but it wasn’t that at all which got me so worked up.
No. Better to throw myself into my work than consider what really has me all riled up.
On shaky legs, I make my way back over to the bar, where Frost’s gaze drags over me from head to toe before he sneers at me.
“You smell like a bitch in heat. Go get cleaned up.”
I can’t even process that statement. I’m too busy trying to get my head around the deep throb of arousal between my legs to even think about Frost’s command.
I shake my head.
“Don’t be rude,” Don growls from somewhere behind me, making me jump. “I think she smells delicious.”
A tiny squeak of embarrassment leaves me, and my face is on fire. I wish the ground would swallow me up. I’m praying that Don doesn’t say anything about last night. I think I’ll die of mortification if he does.
“Why don’t you go and get freshened up,” Don suggests a lot more gently than Frost did.
I nod stupidly and take off for the staff changing rooms, trying not to run and hide and never come back.
They could smell my arousal. Is there anything more mortifying than that?
Oh yeah, one of them knowing exactly what I taste like, not to mention what I look and sound like when I—
“Hey girl!” Vixen beams at me as I push my way into the bathroom within the staff space. “How’s it going?”
I try to force a smile, but my face feels hot and my heart is racing so hard I’m sure the whole club can hear it. Vixen notices my distress and her smile fades. She steps closer to me and puts a hand on my arm.
“Hey, are you okay?” she asks, her voice soft and kind.
