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“Nothing.” She grimaced. She hadn’t meant to say that out loud. The woman on stage had black hair and pale features. She was very pretty, but a guy who looked like Anthony wouldn’t be with someone ugly. Nothing was happening. Anthony just walked around the woman. She glanced behind her at Harker. “What’s he doing?”
“He’s making her wait.” He stared at the stage. “Making her understand that he’s the boss. He’ll give her a command in a minute or two. As soon as he’s ready.”
Ellie was right. Harker was a good-looking guy–harsh features that made him seem unapproachable, strong and so sexy. She’d known this. She’d just forgotten, or she’d pushed it out of her mind because a man like him would never want a plain woman like her…except he did. It was only for her genes, but her body would get to participate if he could muster up enough desire to do the deed. Was that why he hadn’t kissed her? She cupped her hand over her mouth, breathed out and sniffed. Her breath was fine. That meant it was the rest…
“What are you doing?” He stared down at her.
“Nothing.” Her cheeks heated as she quickly looked back at the stage and her mouth dropped open.
Anthony stood in front of the woman as she unbuttoned her shirt. Alison wasn’t into women, but she couldn’t look away as the woman on stage stripped. She seemed oblivious to everyone but Anthony. It was as if no one else in the world mattered or even existed. The man held out his hand and the woman gave him her shirt. He folded it and placed it neatly on a chair on the stage. The woman started to undo her skirt, but Anthony said something before glancing into the crowd. Alison’s breath caught. She swore he stared right at her. She stumbled backward, bumping into Harker’s strong frame. His hands, large and hot, captured her hips, steadying her.
The woman handed Anthony her bra and he placed that on the chair too.
“Why is he putting her clothes on that chair?” In her experience clothes were tossed aside to be gathered later.
“He’s taking care of her.” Harker leaned down, his words a hot whisper in her ear. “She belongs to him. Her comfort, her pleasure is his responsibility”—his fingers danced along her cheek, pushing her hair aside—“to give or to withhold.”
She shivered as his lips teased her ear and she turned toward him, her heart racing when he captured her chin. He was finally going to kiss her. She’d never wanted anything as much as this. His breath teased across her lips. His mouth was so close that if she stood on tiptoes their lips would touch.
“Watch the stage.” He turned her face away from his and she almost screamed in frustration.
CHAPTER 39: Harker
Harker grinned over the top of Alison’s head. She’d been soft and willing, her body leaning into his as he’d whispered in her ear. Then she’d turned, her lips open, wanting…no, expecting his kiss. She’d been so surprised when he hadn’t kissed her…again. Women were so used to getting everything they wanted sexually from men that it drove them mad when they were denied. It made them desperate for that man’s touch, his kiss and his cock. That was exactly how he needed Alison tonight–desperate for him.
He shifted closer, making sure to keep his dick away from her. She wasn’t ready to feel that pressed against her ass, but soon. He stared at the stage. The sub was tied to a spanking bench, her ass in the air but still covered by her skirt. That was Anthony’s gift to him so Harker could play along with the scene. He’d have to thank Ethan for arranging this.
“What do you think that woman is feeling?” he whispered in her ear. “She’s tied up. Helpless. At the mercy of her dom.”
“I…I don’t know.” Alison’s breath came faster with each word.
“Do you think she’s nervous?” His hand drifted just a little under her shirt right above the waistband of her skirt. “Is she eager?” Her skin was so soft and warm. “Is her breath coming faster? Is her heart racing, waiting for him to kiss her, touch her?” His hand slid upward. He wanted to grab it and tease her nipple until she screamed but not yet. His fingers traced gently between her breasts. “Do you think her heart is beating like yours? Fast. Unsteady.” He nipped her ear. “Answer me.”
CHAPTER 40: Alison
“Yes.” Alison couldn’t think straight with Harker’s hand between her breasts, but she also couldn’t pull her eyes away from the stage.
The woman was tied to that bench, helpless and exposed as Anthony stood behind her, his hands running up and down her legs, over her ass and across her sides as he checked the restraints. Alison’s nipples tightened, her lacy bra scratchy against her sensitive nubs as the man’s fingers teased the woman’s breasts. Alison’s back arched in a silent plea for Harker to touch her breasts, tease her nipples.
“Is she eager for him?” His deep voice slipped inside her head, whispering all her secret thoughts of desire. “For his kiss?”
She wanted his kiss on her neck, her lips, her breasts. Everywhere. She leaned against him, enveloped in his warmth and scent. His hand moved down to her waist and his fingers caressed the skin of her belly. Her body tightened, wanting those fingers to move lower, to touch her where she throbbed.
“Answer me. Do you think she’s eager?” His words were rough and thick in her ear.
“Yes.” Her voice was soft and yet filled with need as the man on stage teased the woman with his touch. His hand skimming up her legs, barely sliding under the hem of the woman’s skirt. “Why isn’t he…doing something?” She leaned more heavily against Harker. Why wasn’t Harker doing something was the real question.
“Watch.” He kissed her ear. “He will.”
“I’ve never seen anyone…you know…have sex. I’ve seen pornos but nothing in real life. I…I don’t know what I’ll think. Sex isn’t actually too pretty. I mean it’s great when you’re doing it but watching is…I like the foreplay and all…but the act itself is kind of…I don’t know.”
“I think you’ll enjoy it. Anthony knows how to put on a show.”
“Oh…shoot. I hadn’t realized I’d said that all out loud.” She shifted to see his face. She so often said things that annoyed or disgusted people.
“Don’t apologize. I love your frankness.” His dark eyes sparkled. “I always know where I stand with you. I never have to try and figure out if you’re mad at me.”
“But you tell me to shut up.”
