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a hard breath, the image of herself naked, spread-eagled on a bed with him looking down at her was more erotic than anything she’d felt before.
    He cupped her cheek, leaned forward, his breath warm against her ear as he murmured, “And your reaction to that shows you are a submissive.”
    She jerked away from him, away from the heat growing inside her, and the awareness of his body so close to hers. “No way. I really am not.”
    Time to change the subject. She cleared her throat, her voice husky when she asked,
    “So, what’s your name, anyway? Does everyone call you Master Z?”
    He merely smiled at her and picked up the drink the bartender had left for him. His big hand engulfed the glass. When his lips touched the glass, his eyes met hers, and she could almost feel those lips closing over her mouth, over her breast… Jeez, Jessica, get a grip.
    He set the glass down, and then, as if he’d heard her thoughts, he took her face between his hands and brought his mouth down on hers. Her heart sped up, but it was the way he held her in place that sent hunger searing through her veins. His lips were firm, knowledgeable, teasing a response from her. A stinging nip made her open her mouth, and he plunged in, his tongue stroking hers.
    Everything inside her seemed to melt. A burn started between her legs, and her hands curled around his muscular forearms in an effort to keep herself upright.

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    With a low laugh, he took her wrists and put her arms around his neck. Nudging her legs apart, he moved between them. Hand on her bottom, he slid her closer until her mound rubbed against his thick erection, the thin material no barrier at all. When she gasped at the pleasure surging through her, he simply took the kiss deeper, his grip implacable.
    By the time he pulled back, she was trembling all over; her hands dug into his wide shoulders so tightly her fingers ached. The room seemed to throb in time with her whole lower half.
    His eyes crinkled when she just looked at him, unable to speak. Cupping her cheek, he sucked on her lower lip, drawing it into his mouth, his tongue sliding across it. And when he released her, a wicked smile told her that he was thinking of putting his mouth elsewhere.
    Her nipples tightened into hard buds.
    “Master Z?” A different bouncer approached, his manner tentative. “Could you check this out? Just take a second?”
    Sir’s gaze kept Jessica pinned in place as his knuckles rubbed against her aching breasts.
    She managed to not moan, somehow, but she might as well have, considering the glint of laughter in his eyes.
    “I have to attend to something,” he murmured. “Will you be all right?”
    She huffed out a breath. “Oh, sure.”
    It was good -- very good -- that he had to leave her; in another minute, she’d have been willing to do anything he asked, and in this place, that could be really bad. She let out a shaky breath.
    His lips curved. “Don’t consider yourself safe yet, pet. I’ll be back soon.”
    Master Z -- no, she wasn’t going to be calling him master anything out loud, no matter how well he kissed -- glanced at the bouncer. “Show me.”

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    Zachary followed Matthew, one of the dungeon monitors. Not bad timing, actually.
    She needed time to absorb what he’d said, time to grow tantalized by the thought of being taken. She was definitely attracted, not only to the idea of domination, but to him personally.
    When he’d spoken of taking her for his pleasure, he’d not only felt the flare of excitement in her mind, but heard the deep breath she’d taken, seen the increasing pulse in her neck. And her reaction to a simple kiss was so heated, he’d had to control himself to not lay her out on the bar top and bring her to a screaming orgasm right then.
    He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been so drawn to a woman. Just watching her walk through the room with her firm stride, her chin up, he’d felt the compulsion to take