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dreamed of before. Dangerous, her brain reminded her. She didn't want to listen to it right now. But neither was she brave enough to fight against it completely, no matter how much she wanted to.
Watching him again, her body warming up, a kind of molten heat made her arms and legs tingle, go weak. And her sex was absolutely on fire with need.
What would it be like to spread my legs and let him touch me. . . ?
God, she really had to get herself under control! Control was key. It always had been. It was how she had survived her childhood, the weakness that was her mother. She wasn't going to allow any man to take that from her.
But why was she even thinking about these things? She was just watching him, had barely exchanged a dozen words with him. Still, her body wanted him more than she had wanted any man in her life. He moved around the girl, switching from flogger to paddle now. He pulled up the girl's short plaid skirt and swatted her round bottom. Devin went hot all over and squeezed her thighs together. She couldn't tear her gaze away from him, from what he was doing to this girl. Her hands tightened around the metal railing.
If he asked her to come into the Ring with him now she wouldn't be able to refuse. Peering through the dim and pulsing light of the club, through the alternating lights and shadows, she saw the flex of his hand as he gripped the paddle, the ripple of muscle in his shoulder as he pulled back to swing, the smooth golden texture of his skin. With every strike he landed on the girl's flesh, her own body surged with need. Desire flooded her system, until she could hardly stand to watch any longer. As he landed each strike, she felt almost as though the sensation reverberated through her own body. Over and over, in time with the music, which seemed to flood her head with sound. Her panties were absolutely soaked.
He finished with the girl and the same woman from the week before, the one in the red corset, took the girl away to a bench at the back of the room. He set his wicked tools of pleasure down, used a towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Then he walked right over to her and took her hand.
“Come play with me, Devin.”
The scent of him filled her nostrils, making her weak and shivery.
She shook her head mutely.
Say no, Devin. Say no.
He leaned in, closer, until his mouth, that lush, masculine mouth, was only inches from hers. His breath was sweet, minty. If she moved in only a few inches she could kiss him. God.
“Come on, Devin. I know you want to.” His voice was quiet, yet she could hear him over the pounding music, the crowd of people. And at this moment, there was no one else in the world but the two of them.
He went on. “I can see it, you know. In the rise and fall of your breath, in the gleam of excitement in your eyes. I can feel it, coming off you in waves. You want this. You can't tell me you don't.” She could only shake her head. She knew if she spoke she would have no control over what came out of her mouth. His fingers curled around her hand and he lifted it, held her palm to his bare chest.
“Can you feel it? That's my heart beating with need for you. I swear it.” His voice was ragged with desire. She thought she might pass out. “Come with me, Devin. It's okay. You'll be in my hands. I'll keep you safe. And I'll make you feel better than you ever have in your life.” The truth of his words hit her like a warm blow to the chest. The heat spread, infused her body, her throbbing sex. She couldn't say no. And so she said, “Yes.”
    THREE
    He felt her tremble, her soft little hand still in his
as he led her through the gate and into the Ring. A cry went up from the crowd as he brought her in, the excitement of new flesh. Yes, he always felt it, too, and the crowd loved it. But why was his heart hammering in his chest as though this were his first time? Jesus. He had to get himself under control.
It was this girl, this beautiful girl, who was really scared to be here.