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over her shoulder and waited for her answer.
    “Would you like me to cover up, sir?”
    His gaze snapped back to meet hers. There seemed to be a little bit of hurt in the depths of her eyes, but she blinked again, and it was gone. “I’d prefer you naked,” he said with a growl.
    * * * *
    Lisette’s pussy contracted around nothing, and she had to physically fight the urge to drop to her knees and offer her complete submission to this man, despite how foolish it would be to do so. She hardly knew him.
    Holy shit. This guy has it, the elusive persona I’ve been looking for. And he’s still a new Dom. Once he gets really comfortable in the role, what will he be like? I want to be there to find out.
    Without a word, she stripped out of what little clothing she had and handed everything to him. Ryan stuffed the small pile into his bag and motioned ahead of him.
    “After you.”
    She suspected he’d let her go first so he could check out what his spanking had done to her ass, but she didn’t mind, even putting a little extra sway in her hips as she walked. A hand wrapped around her upper arm, but not hard enough to bruise.
    “Keep moving that ass like that, and I’ll think you want more. I’d be very tempted to give it to you.”
    Her breath left her in an audible whoosh . Luckily they made it to the couch he’d indicated, and the Dom already there tossed a cushion on the floor in front of the other end. She sank onto it, briefly wincing when her spanked ass came into contact with her heels. Then she remembered Ryan telling her not to kneel and quickly shifted. The Cheshire cat grin on Ryan’s face showed he hadn’t missed a thing.
    Yeah, I wasn’t wrong about him. He’s a natural, and I want to be there as he explores. But how do I convince him to see me again?
    Ryan procured two bottles of water from a passing sub and, after handing one to her, watched as she took a long drink. Seemingly satisfied, he indicated his friends.
    “This is Jack and his submissive, Callie.” He turned to Jack. “What are other subs supposed to call you?”
    Jack’s lips twitched, but he readily answered, “Sir is fine.”
    Lisette sent a brief smile to Callie. She looked like someone who would be a good friend. How Lisette knew that, she wasn’t sure, but she’d had good luck with intuition so far tonight, so why stop trusting her gut now?
    “This,” Ryan continued, pushing his hand into her hair, “is Lisette.”
    “I’ve seen you around, though not for a while,” Jack remarked.
    She nodded but said nothing, not willing to let her mistake with Master Taz ruin the evening.
    “So I take it you have some experience.”
    He didn’t seem bothered by being looked in the eye, so Lisette held his gaze. “Yes, sir.”
    Jack nodded. “Good. I’m sure Ryan explained he’s new to the lifestyle.”
    “Yes, sir.”
    “And that doesn’t bother you?”
    Ryan jumped in before Lisette could answer. “Would you quit interrogating the poor girl? We just got out of a scene.”
    The other man winced. “Of course. That was totally thoughtless of me. I apologize. I just tend to be very protective of my friends.”
    “No problem, sir. I admire that in a person,” Lisette answered and saw Callie fighting a smile out of the corner of her eye. Not willing to out the other submissive in case her Dom hadn’t seen her mocking expression, she continued. “I offered to help Ryan out.”
    “Oh?”
    Jack sounded skeptical, and Lisette rushed to explain. “Nothing like topping from the bottom, sir. More like offering suggestions while we’re talking about a scene, since there may be some areas or items he’s not familiar with.”
    Ryan tapped her on the shoulder. “Drink your water.”
    She tipped the bottle back, and he made no secret of the fact that he was watching as his gaze ran up and down her body before returning to hers.
    Jack stood and helped Callie to her feet. “I think we’re going to get out of here before things get too