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that I’m a total pain-slut.”
    Pain-slut. The words sent a shiver down Jessica’s spine, and goose bumps rose on her bare skin.
    “I’m new to the whole scene myself,” Jessica said carefully. She didn’t want to come across as judgmental, or ignorant. But she was ignorant. And she wanted to rectify that.
    “You can ask us anything,” Lauren said. “And we’ll answer. Anything at all.”
    “Is there an extra towel I can borrow?”
    The two girls laughed so hard that Elisabeth almost started crying.
    “We’re not laughing at you,” Elisabeth choked out, and started laughing again. “You’re just so cute. Of course you can borrow a towel.” She strode through the spacious cabana to the steam room, where a pile of perfectly-folded fluffy gray towels sat in a cabinet. She took one for each of them.
    Jessica immediately wrapped it around her body, like a dress. The towel was warm. Had it been sitting in a warming cabinet? It must have been.
    “This is the nicest towel I’ve ever used,” Jessica said. “I didn’t even know they made towels like this.”
    “Yeah,” Elisabeth said. “I thought the exact same thing the first time I came here. I was used to the towels that get kinda rough and scratchy after a few washes.”
    “So I can ask you a real question, right?” Jessica asked, wanting to check before getting too personal.
    Lauren and Elisabeth turned to her, stopping before they headed out into the sun.
    “Um, Elisabeth . . . I heard you were trained by Roman. As a sub. Is that just a stupid rumor? You don’t have to answer,” she said quickly.
    “Yes,” Elisabeth said. “I was. I’ll tell you all about it another time.”
    With that, she held open the door for her, and the three girls stepped out of the cabana to the pool.
    There were people. Lots of people. She looked at Lauren in confusion, but Lauren just shrugged. “Roman likes his closest friends to come first, but he was in the mood for a party, so we invited our favorite people from the club.”
    “No work people?” Jessica asked, since their hedge fund connected the BAD Boys to seemingly every business person in the tri-state area.
    Lauren winked at her. “Nope. Kinksters only—it’s that kind of party. I figured you knew.”

Chapter Three
    R oman held a beer in his hand, but it was mainly for show, so that everyone else would feel comfortable grabbing a drink from the large metal tub filled with ice that Sara, his assistant, had set up for them.
    Caterers dressed in black slacks with white button-down shirts worked efficiently to set out the long trays of sandwiches, deli meats, and salads. Roman didn’t particularly want them to stay, but they seemed to be professional enough, so perhaps it wouldn’t matter. And it was always nice to have someone nearby to hand you a fresh drink or take away a dirty plate.
    Within moments of arriving, the guests were in the mood for fun. They all knew each other from the club. Roman looked over at Lauren as she emerged from the cabana with Elisabeth and Jessica.
    Lauren gave him the thumbs-up, which Roman took as a thank-you for throwing the party. Jessica seemed to have no idea it was all for her. Would she figure it out when Lauren made a move on her?
    Roman leaned up against the outdoor bar and tried to focus on the conversation among the other men nearby, but it bored him. He didn’t want to discuss the finer points of the latest Star Trek movie. He wanted to watch Jessica remove that towel.
    “Excuse me,” he said, and meandered over to her. She sat on one of the lounge chairs and was studiously applying sunscreen to her long, tan legs.
    He wondered what it would feel like to have those legs wrapped around him, to hold her thighs open as he licked her.
    Roman shook his head to clear the thought. He was still fully dressed, in jeans and a T-shirt, but he couldn’t afford to get too aroused now. Maybe later, when everyone had a few drinks in them. Something about the bright