Tease Read Online Penny Wylder (Club Deep #1)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Club Deep Series by Penny Wylder
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Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27423 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
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“I’m all right. It was just…surprising.”

“As for being off limits,” he says, taking an impossible step closer. “You know we have a strict no sex while working policy. But now you’re not on the clock, and anything that happens from now on has nothing to do with work. You’re not an employee, you’re a woman with the most tempting skin I’ve ever seen. I’m not your boss, I’m just a man who would like very much to introduce you to some of the things Club Deep has to offer.”

I raise an eyebrow. “There will be sex involved?”

“That,” he says, “is entirely up to you.”

Cole leans down and his mouth meets mine. That fire that I thought was going to explode earlier roars through me with searing need. His arms come around me, and we’re pressed together in all the right places. I open my mouth to him, allowing him to explore, and I explore right back. Fingers are at my hips, teasing the skin just above my pants. The ones that are still obscenely low. I’m wet again, wishing he would slip his hands inside my pants and find the place I really want him to touch.

There’s a scream from behind us, and I’m jerked back to reality. I turn back to the scene and find the man has reached her pussy with the wax. He’s letting it fall right on her clit, drop by drop. One of Cole’s arms snakes around my waist, and the other hand slides over my hip, over my pants, lower and lower until his finger is pressing against me. Right through the thin fabric, his finger is on my clit. He presses in time with the drops of wax.

“Every drop he brings the candle a little closer to her skin,” his lips are at my ear, and I shiver. “The closer the candle, the less time the wax has to cool. Every drop just has a little more bite.”

He’s caressing me, and I’m getting wetter by the second. I wouldn’t be surprised at all if I soak through my pants to his fingers. “The only games we play here are sexual ones,” Cole says. “If we want something, we’re direct. I want you, Andrea.” He punctuates his words with fingers, moving in circles, sending sparks of pleasure coursing through me. “Come with me?”

“Where?”

He chuckles. “One of the rooms upstairs. Your choice. You saw them earlier, which one would you like?”

My mind flashes through the themes: Orgy, dungeon, Victorian, medical, office, beach, and the desert room. The room that’s filled with silk and spices. Yes. “I don’t know what it’s called. Officially. The room like a desert.”

“You can call it whatever you like,” Cole says. “What’s the fantasy? Sold to a Bedouin who wants to ravage you? First night in the harem? Captured and given as a gift to the king?”

I freeze at his last suggestion, the story opening up in my head like my head like it was already there. Cole’s laugh is soft in my ear. “King it is then.” He spins me away from him like we’re dancing. “I have to check in with my partners, make sure our clients left and let them know I’ll be unavailable for the rest of the evening. Go pick out whatever you’d like. I’ll send someone to help you get ready.”

He kisses my hand, and then he’s gone, leaving me breathless and shaking. Oh god. This is happening. A day ago nothing like this would ever have been a part of my reality, and now there’s nothing I want more. I shake myself from the thoughts, making my way to the stairs and up towards the desert room.

5

Just like earlier, no one is in the desert room. I duck inside the little costume room, and look around. I assume that when he told me to pick out whatever I’d like that this is what he meant. A little thrill goes through me. This is so weird, and exciting. My heart is pounding in anticipation, thinking about what’s going to happen when Cole joins me here. A fantasy.

Those words he said, I’ve never…I haven’t actually had a fantasy like that. Not directly, but when he said that…

I don’t know. It’s like a pit of need opened up in my stomach. Everything about that—vulnerability, helplessness, and royalty. I want all of that. I want to live in a fantasy world for just a while where nothing is quite real and everything is fun and playful and sexy.

I flip through the racks of the clothes, from completely sheer outfits to outfits with so much detail and fabric that I’m sure I’d be swallowed up and invisible. I end up going for something a little in the middle. Blue and sheer, with just enough solid fabric that the essentials are covered and not much more. After all, if I were being given as a gift, I’m not sure modesty would be a consideration. I laugh out loud. I can’t believe I’m doing this. Even if I hate it, it’ll be a good story. The one time I tried to role-play…



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