One Night in Vegas by Mari Carr Red Phoenix Angel Payne Sierra Cartwright Jenna Jacob Victoria Blue

Author:Mari Carr, Red Phoenix, Angel Payne, Sierra Cartwright, Jenna Jacob, Victoria Blue
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Anthology
Publisher: Mari Carr, Red Phoenix, Angel Payne, Sierra Cartwright, Jenna Jacob, Victoria Blue
Published: 2016-02-26T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Two

Cole narrowed his eyes and wondered what the hell game Avery was playing.

No matter what she thought, how clever she’d been in not using her name and hiding behind a delicate black mask, he would know the beauty anywhere.

Her eyes were wide and luminous, fringed by lush, gravity-defying eyelashes that made her look innocent.

She’d cut her hair, changed the color, and added streaks of pink.

And none of that mattered.

Her curves were the kind that kept a man up all night. No matter how hard she tried to disguise herself, his reaction to her was absolute. The first time he’d seen her had been about a year ago. Since they’d both attended with other people, he hadn’t spoken to her.

At a most recent event, she had just broken up with her Dom, a man Cole liked. The man wasn’t nearly as tough with his subs as Cole was, and that gave him reason for pause. He wanted to be with women who knew how strict he was, how much he demanded.

Her ring finger was bare, but he was curious about her necklace. It was bold, made from interlocking pieces of silver that snuggled the base of her throat. At first glance it hadn’t appeared to be a collar, though it was close enough that he couldn’t be certain. Of course, no one who wasn’t in the lifestyle would even question the choice.

The song ended and another began, and this routine was more like something the Rockettes would perform, with high, exciting kicks and energy.

“Are you working this evening?” she asked.

“No.” He forced himself not to grin.

The adorably submissive Avery shifted her weight from one foot to the other, radiating her discomfort. She was making small talk, pretending to be a good hostess, when he knew she wanted to be on her knees, his hand tangled in her hair, awaiting his command. Right now, that command would be to suck his cock.

The burlesque show ended, and the performers received a standing ovation.

As the stage was cleared, the band segued into a Frank Sinatra signature song, making it a bit easier to talk. A few couples wandered onto the dance floor.

“Shall we?” he invited.

Her mouth parted slightly, and he was tempted to kiss away her hesitation.

Where the hell had that thought come from? Cole Stewart wasn’t a man to blur the lines between BDSM and romance. It had been years since he’d kissed a woman simply because of a tender impulse.

He held out a hand.

With little hesitation, she accepted. The first step, and he wondered where the hell she was heading with all of this. If it was toward a BDSM scene, he was interested.

On the parquet dance floor, he led to the slow beat, and she followed in flawless moves. Her skin felt luxurious. No matter what he asked for with his body, she responded. Would she behave the same way in private? Suddenly, he was anxious to get her out of that dress with her hands tied behind her back.

The tune ended.

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