Get Off Easy (Noble House, #1) by Sara Brookes

one thing she couldn’t deny. The facts were too easily attained given his status with Kochran.
    “Since I joined.”
    “And how long has that been?”
    “A while. I didn’t know,” she rushed on, desperate to make her case. The last thing she needed was for the two of them to think she’d taken a long walk off the short plank to stalkersville. “When I signed the forms for Noble House, I didn’t realize you both were members. I had no idea this lifestyle was even a possibility for you guys. It wasn’t as though we all talked about this kind of thing in college. I didn’t know about myself until about eight years ago, well after we last saw each other. But then I saw you two, realized I knew you...and I couldn’t help but watch. Sorry.”
    Saint caught her chin, his hold firm but gentle. “Don’t be sorry for finding pleasure in something, Grae. Never, ever be sorry about something so precious. The world would be a far happier place if everyone just accepted their desires and were more open about them. Which is why places like Noble House are so necessary. People want to indulge, but they aren’t comfortable being open about it. I’m glad you’re here.”
    “So am I.” She blew out the breath she’d been holding even though Saint had just touched on something she was familiar with. Acceptance wasn’t easy for her. Especially when it came to her wants and desires.
    “Good. Most members don’t know this room exists, even those who have been visiting the club for years. There is a reason you’re here, Grae. In this place. And you’ll be asked to maintain the privacy of those who are in this room. The owner’s room is...special. Like you.” The dominant edge to his stare made her cheeks heat even as her body softened. “But the Keep also isn’t for the faint of heart. Kochran has a flair for the dramatic. You’ll see that if you decide to keep coming back. But he isn’t the only one. Enver’s scene wasn’t too much for you, was it? He goes over the top more often than not.”
    Grae decided not to mention the fact Saint shared that same dramatic angle to his scenes. That she loved watching him work. Undoubtedly, that was the common thread that had drawn the three men together to start the club. That made this room so special, and why they didn’t want to share it with the general population.
    “It was spectacular.”
    Saint rolled his eyes. “Don’t tell him that. His head is swelled enough as it is. In more ways than one.”
    The vague reference caused Grae to realize the Dom leading the scene hadn’t gotten off. She knew a Dom sometimes drew pleasure from seeing a person derive pleasure from serving them. There had been plenty of scenes broadcasted from Noble House where the Dom had gotten the submissive off and never found the same pleasure for himself.
    At least not on camera.
    “Is that usual? For Enver, I mean.” Calling him Master Enver out loud as Asha had done didn’t feel right to Grae. She still considered herself a newbie, even though she had years of experience under her belt.
    “To not blow? Oh, yeah. He never has sex with a sub during a scene. At least penetration. Refuses to play anywhere but inside this room when he’s at Noble House. No cameras here.”
    Grae’s gaze scanned the corners that would have been perfect areas to mount cameras. She’d known that about this room, but she’d forgotten to look when she’d entered. “Shame to keep all that talent behind locked doors.”
    Saint shrugged. “I stopped trying to figure out Kochran or Enver’s headspace a long time ago. There are better ways to expend my energy.” He gestured toward the room, at the people milling around talking quietly. “Did you bring someone to scene with tonight?”
    “Here by my lonesome. Wanted to look—”
    “Grae,” he remarked sternly.
    “No, really. I thought I could get the lay of the club since I knew you two were going to be out of town. No way for us to run into each other