Brie’s Mile High Club (Submissive in Love, #7) Read Online Free PDF Page A

Brie saw a long line of people wrapped around it. She noted a small, unassuming sign hanging from the entrance, which simply read “Beta”.
    Master Anderson walked past the line and straight up to the entrance guarded by several hunky men. One of them smiled at him in greeting. “Ah, Mr. Anderson, back so soon?”
    “I have a couple of out-of-towners who have yet to enjoy the Beta experience.”
    “Understood. I just need to look at their IDs, but you’re free to enter.”
    Brie looked back at the extensive line, grateful that Master Anderson had some pull. The moment the doors of the club opened, Brie was blasted with the delicious deep bass of a dubstep. The vibration of it reverberated through her, causing her stomach to tremble with the beat.
    Oh yeah…
    The thin hallway opened onto a giant concert hall. It was packed with people gyrating to the sexy beat, with laser lights and a giant disco ball above filling the room with dancing color.
    Brie looked up and saw that there was a second level crowded with people looking down on them. She heard an explosion and a flurry of confetti floated like feathers down from above.
    “I love this place,” she said.
    “What?” Master Anderson asked, leaning closer.
    She shouted, “I freaking love this place!”
    Master Anderson’s smile was charming when he replied, “I was certain you would.”
    He led them up a long flight of stairs to the second level. On one side of the large opening there was a line of people leaning against the railing watching the action below. While on the other side there was a section of tables and booths with scantily clad ladies tending their VIP clients.
    Master Anderson pointed to the middle table, where a hot redhead was waiting for them. She smiled as they approached. “Mr. Anderson, what a pleasant surprise to see you again.”
    “You know me, Sasha. Can’t resist a good beat.”
    She giggled sweetly. “May I ask what I can get for you and your friends?”
    “I’ll take my usual beer, my friend over here would like a dirty martini, and…” He looked questioningly at Brie. “What you would like?”
    “I’ll take a shot of Zyr vodka,” she announced.
    Sir nodded. “Change my order. I’ll have the same.”
    Master Anderson looked at him in surprise. “Well hell, if that’s the case make it three shots, Sasha.”
    “My pleasure.”
    Master Anderson sat back and smiled at them. “Have you ever been to a dance club like this?”
    “No, never,” Sir replied, glancing around, taking it all in.
    “I want to live here,” Brie said, loving everything about the club—the music, the lights, as well as the erotic energy of the place.
    “You have the right connections to get in most nights.”
    “Well I’m glad I know you, then,” she replied.
    The deep driving beat reminded Brie of Faelan and the chocolate dance they’d once shared. She wondered if this was where he’d learned to love the music. Suddenly an image of him lying in the hospital bed alone came to her mind.
    Sir noticed the change in her demeanor and quietly corrected her. “No, Brie. You’re not allowed to think of anything but me tonight. Tomorrow will come soon enough.” He reached into his pocket and she felt the buzz of the vibrator. The gentle vibration between her legs caused delicious chills to course through her body.
    Brie took the shot glass Sasha handed her and looked at it critically, thinking, A shot is a whole lot bigger in Russia .
    “Here’s to a night we won’t forget,” Master Anderson toasted, clinking glasses with her. After she’d toasted Sir and was downing the shot, her first orgasm hit. Brie squeaked, sputtering vodka.
    “Straight vodka too much for you?” Master Anderson asked with amusement.
    Sir smirked, turning off the vibrator. “She’s perfectly fine.” He kissed the remaining vodka from her lips and ordered another round.
    After the second shot, Master Anderson suggested they stand by the railing to enjoy the music.