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birthday party would rent out a ballroom at a sex club. Yet for all that, the place was really … chill.
    “It's different than I expected,” she said, and he seemed to understand what she meant because he laughed.
    “It's a Tuesday and it's kinda early. It'll pick up later,” he assured her.
    She turned to face him again and when his eyes dropped to her chest, she had to work hard not to blush – she'd actually forgotten that her top wasn't buttoned up.
    “I've never done anything like this before,” she said in a soft voice.
    “I'd already guessed that.”
    “And not just the sex club,” she continued. “Going out with a man I don't know. Kissing a man I don't know. All of this.”
    “Still not surprised.”
    “Can anyone come down here?”
    “No. Members only, and we're very strict.”
    “How does one become a member?”
    “You asking for yourself?”
    She'd been looking over the room again, but cut her eyes back to him. He had a rich voice and usually sounded like he had a laugh hiding just beneath the surface of his words. But now he sounded serious. Sexy. Their kiss ran through her mind and she felt a little dizzy.
    “I don't think I'd meet your qualifications,” she whispered.
    “We have got to cure this nasty self-deprecation habit you've developed.”
    “It's the truth.”
    Liam moved into her personal space and gently grabbed the bow on the front of her shirt. She leaned into him as he pulled her closer.
    “I think you need to stop caring so much about everything, and maybe just let go for a little while.”
    This time when he kissed her, there was no hesitation on her part. She didn't even flinch when he untied the bow and slid the shirt away from her shoulders. She shook free of it, sat there clad in only her bra, but she didn't even think about it. Her brain was spinning from the alcohol and his words and his nearness.
    “I don't think I've ever let go,” she panted against his mouth.
    “I'm good at it, I'll show you the ropes,” he assured her, one of his hands spearing into the hair at the back of her head as he kissed along her jawline.
    She felt like a teenager, making out in some dark corner. Not that she'd ever done that as one, but it was naughty. Thrilling. She tried to get closer, curling one of her legs under herself and stretching the other across his lap. His free hand immediately went to her hip, smoothed a path down to her knee, then worked its way to the inside of her thigh, his fingers digging in as they slowly traveled the length of her leg.
    Katya had slept with two men in her entire life, and been “intimate” with four. Intimate meaning she gave Joey Simms a really bad blow job during her freshman year of college, and the following year, Mark Demello had received several decent hand jobs from her. All four men had also gotten their hands into her panties, but only after many, many dates, and even then – only two had been around long enough to actually see her fully naked.
    She'd known Liam for all of four hours, and she was ready to strip down and sit spread eagle for him. Do anything he wanted. It was insanity. She'd been raised better than that, she'd been taught to respect herself. Been told that men only wanted one thing, and she had to protect herself from their wanton ways.
    But right then, as her new found confidence washed away her inhibitions and Liam's hands burned away any concerns, she had one thought screaming through her head like a freight train.
    What if I want that “one thing”? What if I have “wanton ways”?
    There was the briefest hesitation when his fingers smoothed over the skin on her stomach, and she held her breath, praying she wouldn't have to beg him. She wasn't sure her tongue would be able to cooperate. But then he surged back into the kiss, his tongue dominating her mouth, almost distracting her from the fact that his hand was now sliding its way inside her satin underwear.
    “How did I know you'd feel so perfect,” he sighed,