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the end of the melon
slice inside her, leaving its tip protruding, and she quivered from thumbs to
toes. He added another slice, running his hands through the honey that coated
her labia and licking his fingers.
    Sonja writhed.
    Athena itched to bend down and
remove that slice of melon with her teeth. There’d be a feeding frenzy when
Sonja was carried out into the club like this.
    But that desire was nothing
compared to her reaction when Rex turned his green gaze upon her and smiled.
“The other platter is for you,” he murmured.
    Shock froze Athena for a moment,
but she met Rex’s gaze and saw the mischief in his expression. She smiled,
indicating her agreement, then pivoted to run. He knew how she liked to be
captured.
    The kitchen slaves were on her in
a moment, physically subduing her with their sheer numbers. That didn’t stop
her from fighting and struggling. A dozen hands – Rex’s included –
stripped away Athena’s clothes, and held her down on the golden platter as Rex
himself secured her toes. He came around to do the same to her thumbs.
    “Demon,” she charged and he
laughed.
    “You love it,” he chided, putting
out one hand. A slave put a peach into it and he placed it into her mouth,
silencing her with its sweet softness. “Be quiet and enjoy yourself,” he
instructed.
    Athena fought against the peach,
its warm juice running down her cheek, the fuzz from its skin tickling her lips.
She struggled against the two pairs of cuffs, knowing she’d never break free.
She was securely bound. Helpless.
    Dessert.
    “Chocolate and peaches,” Rex said
mildly and Athena was shocked again. She felt him slide the peach halves into
her and moaned in pleasure. She rocked her hips when he spread the dark
chocolate over her labia, caressing and teasing her as he did so. She
luxuriated in the warm trickle of chocolate falling on her breasts, her belly,
her thighs, her lungs filling with the sweet decadent scent of it.
    Bittersweet.
    She almost laughed at how perfect
a choice it was.
    And Rex had known that she was
frustrated from her interview with Joanna, brought to a simmer and left without
satisfaction. As the naked slave boys hefted first her tray and then Sonja’s,
carrying them out to the pack of salivating members, Athena knew her evening
couldn’t have had a better ending.
    When the first masked man bent and
licked her cunt, sucking chocolate and peach juice out of her, it was all
Athena could do to not come in a frenzy.
    But no. She’d hang on, somehow,
and make the sweet torture last.
    And love Rex just a little bit
more for giving her precisely what she needed.
     

Chapter Two
     
    Mike followed Joanna down the
block the next morning, more interested in his companion than her destination.
It was a gusty fall day, the sky filled with golden leaves and slate clouds.
Even though she was shorter than him, Joanna walked so fast that Mike was
always a bit behind her.
    He’d never met anyone so ambitious
in his life.
    He’d never met anyone so sexy in
his life.
    He’d never met anyone less
interested in sex either.
    Mike knew that his mellow nature
would never be of interest to a super-achiever like Joanna. Nope, she’d marry
some guy who made kajillions of dollars a year and won triathlons on the side.
    Never mind his other secret. A
woman who didn’t have an interest in sex was never going to accept his
enthusiasm for it in any way, shape or form.
    “It was right here,” she insisted,
striding ahead of him. “You should have seen it. This woman was crazy. Dressed
like something out of a play. The mask and her nipples showing and the corset.
It was so theatrical. I’ve never seen anything like it.”
    Mike had, but he thought it a bad
time to bring up such details. The reason he hadn’t wanted to go after the
story at the Plume was that he was pretty sure he knew some of the people
involved.
    And he’d left that life –
and its pleasures – far behind.
    He tried not to regret it. He knew
it