The Club Sin Series 4-Book Bundle by Stacey Kennedy Page B

her face, he murmured, “You should only think of me now, as I am your Dom. But your orgasms belong to me. Those were your freebies. You don’t masturbate unless I allow it.”
    After that interesting conversation, leaving her revving high, Master Dmitri had taken her into the dungeon. Then he had become an ass—a totally smokin’-hot ass, but still an
ass
who continued to tease her all night. Last night had been much easier, when he simply watched her explore. For the three hours she stayed in the dungeon, he’d approach to make her wonder if they’d scene, then he’d leave her.
    Now he had returned to the couch she sat upon for the umpteenth time after Cora went off with Master Aidan. “It’s time to play, doll,” he said with the same devilish expression she’d seen all night.
    Presley hesitated, waiting for the follow-up of
later, that is
. She’d given up on asking him if he was serious. This time he simply grinned at her with dark, delicious eyes. “Now, sir?” she asked.
    He offered his hand. “Yes, Presley, now.” The side of his mouth curved. “I do believe if I don’t take you into a scene soon, you might combust.”
    She laughed, realizing he’d done this little game to relax her, since she wasn’t nearly as nervous as when he’d approached her the first five times. She pressed her hand into his firm touch, his presence of power wrapped around her in a sensual embrace, and he led her through the dungeon.
    Tonight Club Sin seemed busier. To her pleasure, as they strode through the dimly lit dungeon and passed the available spanking bench, no one paid any attention to her. She hoped it remained that way, considering she didn’t want to become the focal point of the evening’s entertainment.
    The music playing in the club tonight sounded closer to hard rock without the lyrics. Beneath the guitars and drums, all she could hear—sense—around her was the sexually charged environment, with erotic noises coming from every corner of the room.
    She glanced up at the Dom holding her hand, and her cheeks warmed. A slow heat slid over her: Soon this gorgeous man would touch her in the places that would warrant her to moan in pleasure. Maybe even groan from a firm slap on her bottom. Her mouth dried, and a harsh shiver rushed along her spine.
    A low chuckle snapped her out of her thoughts, and Presley blinked, realizing that yet again Master Dmitri had caught her ogling him. He winked. “Stay here, love.”
    Following his every fluid and powerful step, Presley watched him grab a cart from against the wall, then he approached his locker. Irritating her to no end, he took out the items andplaced them on the cart, covering the tray with a black sheet before she got a good look.
    On his approach, Presley swallowed, desperate to get saliva into her mouth, and Master Dmitri gave her a heated smile. Without saying a word—while Presley read the raw and rich excitement in his gaze—he took her hand and led her forward. She stayed just a bit behind him as he pushed the cart.
    They traveled through the dungeon and passed a scene that had attracted a crowd. Presley noticed that the submissive to her right was hog-tied on the dungeon’s floor while Master Sawyer used a flogger on her, impeccably hard.
    Ouch!
    While the scene looked mildly painful, what bothered Presley more was the sizzle forming between her thighs and the rush of moisture making her panties feel tight. Her mind refused to accept the thought of pain being pleasurable, but her body betrayed her, heating in all the right places and throbbing to experience such a sensation.
    With that confusing mess rushing through her mind, she looked away from the scene as Master Dmitri led her into a cubbyhole of sorts at the back of the dungeon. Not a closed-off room, but to the left of the doorway and hidden by the stone wall.
    He released her hand and she looked up to him, catching him staring at her. He arched a brow over eyes that positively glowed.