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“You need a key to enter this room?” I asked.

Garret’s smile was mischievous and handsome. “Enter if you dare,” he responded with a dark shadow of mystery shrouding his features.

He was insanely hot. I couldn’t resist him or his requests, even though I didn’t know what to expect once he opened the door.

“There’s nothing on the other side of that door that’s going to kill me, is there?” I chuckled, sounding more anxious than I wanted to.

Garret continued to give me a frisky grin. “If you don’t want to do this—”

“I want to do this,” I interjected quickly.

He looked impressed and pleased with my firm answer. “Good. Me too.”

He unlocked the door and I took a deep breath. Garret clutched my hand and lightly squeezed it.

“Remember,” he sultrily whispered. “I’m here to protect you. If you are uncomfortable with anything, all you have to do is tell me and I’ll stop. This pleasure is intended for both of us, but you have to be willing to do what I say.”

I nodded. “Okay.”

My temptation to get a mixture of fantastic pleasure and pain from Garret was too strong to deny him what he wanted. We were on his terms, and his turf too. He owned this club. If I wanted to be in his life, I needed to comply with his rules. Why would I deprive either of us the ecstasy by saying no?

As I stepped into the room, the first thing I noticed was that the walls were painted a midnight black. There were chains on one wall and whips on the other. Various other sex toys I couldn’t identify were in the corner. There was a table with rope on it and a few blindfolds. Suspension rods hung from the ceiling, just waiting to bind someone with handcuffs or ties until they begged for mercy.

My jaw dropped. “Wow…”

“I know it might seem a little overwhelming, but if you just trust me and say you are willing to give yourself—all of yourself to me—then I promise you, you will love what I do with you in here.” Garret gave me a reassuring smile as he swiveled around to look at me.

I turned to face him. “I think I’m ready.”

Garret stared sensuously into my eyes. “You have to know you are ready.”

I nodded. I took a deep breath to prepare myself. “I’m ready.” I yearned to explore my boundaries with him.

Garret approached me. We were standing so close together that our chests were practically pressed into one another’s.

“Are you sure?” His gaze didn’t falter. He cradled my hands in his and gave them a tender squeeze.

I nodded a second time. This time, I felt more confirmation in my soul that I was going to enjoy this no matter what happened. “Yes.”

Garret’s eyes twinkled. He began to kiss me, slowly unbuttoning my shirt one button at a time. Our hands urgently grazed over each other, becoming more desperate as we stripped off each other’s shirts. Garret groaned into my ear. “You are so sexy. I can’t wait to have my way with you—”

A pounding fist against the door interrupted us before we could even begin.

My heart stopped and jumped into my throat. I felt feverish, turned on. My cock was throbbing hard. I glanced down and noticed that Garret’s was too.

“Who is that?” I asked breathlessly.

“Excuse me just a second.” Garret hastily put his shirt back on and ran a hand through his hair. His expression irritated, but not angry.

“Boss, are you in there? We have a bit of a… situation out here that needs your immediate attention.”

I recognized the voice to be that of Bubba, Garret’s enormous bouncer. He was beefy and stocky, with muscles that looked like boulders on his shoulders.

Garret groaned and shot me an apologetic glance. “I’m sorry. We are going to have to put this on hold for a minute. Go ahead and put your shirt back on.” He gave me a look of remorse before opening the door.

“What is it?” he asked sharply.

I peered through the door as Garret talked to his bouncer. There was another man there, wearing a fire marshal outfit. I was curious, peeking from around the corner.

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