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Tell me why you’re here.” He thought she would continue to resist. Then, as he watched, all the fight drained out of her. Her words came, spilling one over the other in their desperate bid for escape, ravaging her along the way.
    “I’ve always done the right thing, you know? I studied when I wanted to play and stayed home instead of making friends and having fun because Grandmother had taken me in and she was old and alone and I thought if I did everything right then she would love me. I took the job she wanted me to take and then when Blake came into the picture and I accepted a date with him, she seemed so pleased.” Jordan recalled Marcus telling him Chastity had become engaged to some scion of a socially prominent family. He could see her struggling with her thoughts. He needed her to keep talking. “Go on.”
    “He didn’t know I overheard him…them. Them . Blake and his mistress.” She colored and shook her head. “Is that term even used these days?”
    “Your fiancé has a lover?”
    “Yes. I had no idea. He told her he was only marrying me for my money. For the family connection. And for the short term. I turned and ran. I ran home to my grandmother. And I told her.” She stopped again and here, Jordan sensed, lay the real pain, the real blow that had caused her to do something so completely out of Reckless Abandon
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    character as to come to his BDSM club. “What did your grandmother say?”
    “She was disappointed in Blake.”
    “I can imagine.”
    “No, you can’t. She expressed disappointment in him for conducting his private affair without due discretion. She said he would have to do better than that once he joined the family. Once we got married.”
    “And in response to that you came here?”
    “I’m not marrying that snake in the grass. And I’m done with being good.”
    “All right. No more Miss Goody Two-Shoes.” That made Chastity laugh, but her amusement seemed colored with embarrassment, tinged with pain.
    “What do you know about this lifestyle? About BDSM?” Chastity’s face turned an even deeper shade of pink. “Not as much as I thought I did, apparently.”
    “You thought it nothing more than role-playing. Dress-up for adults.”
    “Yes.”
    “Well it is that. It’s also much more. You came here tonight because you thought this would be the best place in the world to begin being ‘bad.’ Is that right?”
    Chastity met his gaze for the first time since she’d sat down. “Yes.
    I’m sorry if that sounds, I don’t know, weak? Like a cop-out?”
    “You wanted to come here and have the choice taken out of your hands. You’d rebel and be bad, but it wouldn’t really be your fault.”
    “I…wow,” she puffed out a breath again, looked at her feet, then up again and met his eyes once more. “That sounds worse than weak, but you’re right. That’s what I did. I’m sorry.”
    “Don’t apologize. I’m very glad you walked through my door tonight. Now, I promised you a few answers. Stand up, over there.” He pointed to a spot about four feet away from her chair.

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    Morgan Ashbury
    He waited until she complied before he got to his feet. Slowly he approached her. He made a show of walking around her, satisfied she knew he examined her, lasciviously.
    Then he stepped close, behind her, and whispered, “Do you want me to fuck you?”
    He backed away then finished circling her. Her response pleased him. Her nipples had turned into tiny points and her breathing had hitched.
    “Well?”
    “A part of me does.”
    “The part that’s tired of being good.”
    “Yes.”
    “I’m bisexual. Do you know what that means?”
    “I’m not completely ignorant. Of course I know what that means.”
    “I live with my male lover. We have a committed relationship, but we’ve always planned to eventually invite a woman to join us. The right woman, of course. From the first moment I set eyes on you months ago, I wanted you. I want you still. And so does my