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can’t think?”
    “Yes, sir,” she gasped as his finger circled her folds before slipping into her pussy.
    He continued to stroke her, watching for her reactions. Her eyes half-closed as her breathing hitched. His thumb flicked her clit and a shudder swept through her body. A small whimper escaped her throat. Knowing she was on edge, he removed his hand and squeezed her breast.
    “Excellent. Get your cloak and follow me.”
    He grabbed her waist and set her on her feet. She stumbled slightly as she went to the row of hooks near the door. She took the only cloak hanging and swirled it around her shoulders. He opened the door and left the room.

Chapter Three
    Ally pulled the hood up to cover her head as she followed him up the stairs. She had no idea who he was. He must be someone important if Master Liam escorted him to the selection room. So, for him to pick her, knowing she was new to the scene, scared the daylights out of her. If she disappointed him in anyway and he complained to Master Liam, few others would choose her. Hands clasped tightly before her, she kept her eyes on the floor.
    And plowed right into his broad back when she didn’t see him stop.
    “Sorry, sir,” she gasped, unable to believe she’d screwed up already.
    Then she compounded her mistake by looking up into his eyes as he turned around to face her. He would never be on magazine covers but there was something about his face that appealed to her. The wrinkles around his eyes told her he was probably in his late thirties or early forties. His skin was dark from sun exposure and the fingers that had held her chin were callused from work. He carried himself like a military man—just like her grandfather and uncle.
    Suddenly, she realized who he was. She’d heard whispers of a Club member, a bastard scion of a society family, who’d joined the military as soon as he’d turned eighteen. He’d been in Desert Storm and, after 9/11, he’d headed to Afghanistan. At least, those were the rumors. She didn’t think anyone dared ask about him.
    “One spanking,” he murmured, his hand coming up and touching her collar. “Should I make it two?” She dropped her eyes and he grunted. “I gave newbies fresh out of basic a chance. I can do the same with you.”
    As he punched his code into the panel near the door, Ally felt relief sweep through her body. Now, if she could pay attention, she might just make it through the next twenty-four hours with her ass intact. His fingers wrapped around her upper arm and propelled her into the room ahead of him.
    Startled, she whirled about to face him. Striding toward her as the door slid closed behind him, he pulled the cloak from her shoulders before removing the barrette that held her long hair back at her nape.
    “Kneel, Ally.”
    Knowing what was coming, she obeyed but did not sit back on her heels. His hands were on his belt.
    “May I, sir?” she whispered.
    “Yes,” he replied, moving his hands away.
    She quickly worked the buckle, moving the ends back a loop before releasing the button and easing the zipper down. He shoved his slacks and briefs down. She inhaled. His cock was semi-erect, but she could tell that it would be larger than most she’d been exposed to over the past month.
    “May I touch you, sir?”
    “Yes.”
    Wrapping her fingers at the root, she stroked his shaft, loving the velvety smoothness. His fingers weaved through her hair as her touch brought him fully erect. She was doing this. She was arousing a man. The success gave her more confidence, especially at his next words.
    “Open your mouth.”
    She heard the hoarseness as his lust grew.
    Obediently, she parted her lips and tilted her head back. His length pressed past her teeth and over her tongue. When she flicked her tongue over the slit, he groaned. His grip on her head tightened. That quickly he took total control.
    He stroked his cock in and out, going so deep she would have gagged if he’d stayed there long. She had let