didn't come, she felt even more stupid than she had before. “Why did I ever agree to go there?”
Lexi got up, her hands covering Mara's arms. “Look, get dressed. You're going to come to the club with me tonight and find a new man to distract you. After tonight, you will forget all about Joe Gates.”
If only it were that simple.
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Chapter 10
Mara stood in front of one of the rooms. A woman in a black corset and thigh-high boots cracked the whip against a man who was chained to the ceiling. She didn't want to be here. Despite the fact that she had been searching the hallways for him, she had yet to see him. The man in the room threw back his head as the whip came across his back.
Maybe it really was over?
Maybe he had grown tired of her?
Lexi stood next to her, her gaze scanning the other members. “What about him?” she asked, pointing to a man at the end of the hall.
Mara craned her neck to see the man Lexi pointed to. He stood in front of another room. His body was half turned away from it as he searched for a partner. He wore black pants that were way too snug and a dark red dress shirt that stretched over bunched muscles. His dark hair was cut military style. He turned to look at her, smiling as he gave her a quick nod.
“Lexi, I don't know about this,” she said.
“Well, I do. He's hot, and he's got a nice body. He'll do,” she replied as she waved him over before Mara could protest.
“Lexi!” she hissed through gritted teeth.
Lexi's eyes widened. “What? If I want to talk to him, it's my business. You can just stand there and be a nudge as usual.”
Mara let out a heavy sigh as the man came over to stand before them.
“Hi,” he greeted them, his brown eyes twinkling.
“I'm Lexi, and this is Mara. She's new here.”
Mara rolled her eyes.
“I'm Eric,” he replied, his gaze roaming over Mara's body.
Lexi tilted her head to the side. “You know what, I see a friend of mine up ahead. I'll be back in a few,” she said, quickly excusing herself to leave Mara alone.
“So, what do you think of the club?” he asked, his gaze centered on her breasts, which were peeking through the blue dress she wore.
“It's different,” she admitted.
He chuckled. “That's one way to describe it. Have you gotten a room yet?”
“No,” she replied.
He took a step closer to her, his head leaning in to whisper in her ear. His hand covered her waist, making her jump. “You've got a beautiful body that I'd love to see more of. Why don't we get a room?”
Before she could reply, she felt his lips press against her neck. Suddenly, he stiffened, leaning back to gaze over her head. She didn't have to turn around to know who stood behind them, but when she did, she wasn't prepared for the anger in his eyes.
* * * *
He couldn't believe it. The fact that she was obviously cozying up to another member was all too telling. And Eric Talmadge of all people! He couldn't please her if he tried. The man probably fumbled when he masturbated.
He was all too familiar with the club's allure. It was one of the reasons he didn't date members. It could become an addiction. An addiction that had no place in a relationship. Even the most sanctimonious hypocrite could become an addict if given a taste. But he had never believed that Mara would fall under the spell.
He'd thought she was different. The fact that she was obviously about to indulge herself with Eric Talmadge in one of the rooms he owned definitely spoke differently.
Maybe he had been right to stay away from her. He hadn't wanted to, but considering what happened the last time she was here, he'd thought it was best for both of them to take a break.
He wasn't ready to get involved with anyone.
Watching Eric slide his arm around her waist in a clear show of possession made him want to hit something.
Preferably Eric's face.
“Eric. Mara. It looks like you two are enjoying yourselves,” he observed, his hands clenching into
Lexi got up, her hands covering Mara's arms. “Look, get dressed. You're going to come to the club with me tonight and find a new man to distract you. After tonight, you will forget all about Joe Gates.”
If only it were that simple.
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Chapter 10
Mara stood in front of one of the rooms. A woman in a black corset and thigh-high boots cracked the whip against a man who was chained to the ceiling. She didn't want to be here. Despite the fact that she had been searching the hallways for him, she had yet to see him. The man in the room threw back his head as the whip came across his back.
Maybe it really was over?
Maybe he had grown tired of her?
Lexi stood next to her, her gaze scanning the other members. “What about him?” she asked, pointing to a man at the end of the hall.
Mara craned her neck to see the man Lexi pointed to. He stood in front of another room. His body was half turned away from it as he searched for a partner. He wore black pants that were way too snug and a dark red dress shirt that stretched over bunched muscles. His dark hair was cut military style. He turned to look at her, smiling as he gave her a quick nod.
“Lexi, I don't know about this,” she said.
“Well, I do. He's hot, and he's got a nice body. He'll do,” she replied as she waved him over before Mara could protest.
“Lexi!” she hissed through gritted teeth.
Lexi's eyes widened. “What? If I want to talk to him, it's my business. You can just stand there and be a nudge as usual.”
Mara let out a heavy sigh as the man came over to stand before them.
“Hi,” he greeted them, his brown eyes twinkling.
“I'm Lexi, and this is Mara. She's new here.”
Mara rolled her eyes.
“I'm Eric,” he replied, his gaze roaming over Mara's body.
Lexi tilted her head to the side. “You know what, I see a friend of mine up ahead. I'll be back in a few,” she said, quickly excusing herself to leave Mara alone.
“So, what do you think of the club?” he asked, his gaze centered on her breasts, which were peeking through the blue dress she wore.
“It's different,” she admitted.
He chuckled. “That's one way to describe it. Have you gotten a room yet?”
“No,” she replied.
He took a step closer to her, his head leaning in to whisper in her ear. His hand covered her waist, making her jump. “You've got a beautiful body that I'd love to see more of. Why don't we get a room?”
Before she could reply, she felt his lips press against her neck. Suddenly, he stiffened, leaning back to gaze over her head. She didn't have to turn around to know who stood behind them, but when she did, she wasn't prepared for the anger in his eyes.
* * * *
He couldn't believe it. The fact that she was obviously cozying up to another member was all too telling. And Eric Talmadge of all people! He couldn't please her if he tried. The man probably fumbled when he masturbated.
He was all too familiar with the club's allure. It was one of the reasons he didn't date members. It could become an addiction. An addiction that had no place in a relationship. Even the most sanctimonious hypocrite could become an addict if given a taste. But he had never believed that Mara would fall under the spell.
He'd thought she was different. The fact that she was obviously about to indulge herself with Eric Talmadge in one of the rooms he owned definitely spoke differently.
Maybe he had been right to stay away from her. He hadn't wanted to, but considering what happened the last time she was here, he'd thought it was best for both of them to take a break.
He wasn't ready to get involved with anyone.
Watching Eric slide his arm around her waist in a clear show of possession made him want to hit something.
Preferably Eric's face.
“Eric. Mara. It looks like you two are enjoying yourselves,” he observed, his hands clenching into
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