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vivid red.
    Rex slipped 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 a foot shorter than him – maybe more than that – petite 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 insanely sexy in his life.
    He’d never met anyone less interested in sex either.
    But 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