Page 36 of Dirty Intentions

“I’m sorry. You should’ve taken it out. Just a couple hours a day, not eight hours.”

Her face was beet red, and I found it adorable.

“Great. Now I’m going to have a big gaping you know what.”

The fact she couldn’t say asshole had uncontrollable laughter bubbling up from inside of me. This, of course, only served to turn her a brighter shade of red and piss her off.

“Come here.” I pulled in her close to me, wrapping her up in my arms and breathing in her signature scent of something light and floral. “I’m sorry. It may not seem this way, but I’m not laughing at you. I’m only completely and totally enthralled by the combination of your humor and innocence.” I leaned back and tucked her hair behind her ear. “It makes me want to know what you’re thinking all the time.”

“Right now I’m thinking I’m a butt plug failure.”

We both erupted into a fit of laughter together.

Max interrupted, looking completely amused to find us both giggling like starry-eyed lovers in an embrace.

“Uh, sorry to intrude, but, uh, we have a situation down in room four I need your help with.”

Shit. “I need to—”

“Go on. It’ll give me time to, uh, take care of things.”

I chuckled, wishing like hell I could help.

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Daniella

I took care of business by way of removing the plug. For the record, this wasn’t as sexy as when Shane had put it in. Then I took a shower, hoping he would join me any minute. Then, because he hadn’t, I went into the viewing room. I hoped I could see what might be going on with room four. But other than two couples having group sex, I didn’t see anything out of the ordinary. Since when did four people having group sex become normal? Evidently, the club and Shane had changed my expectations.

“Whatcha doing in here?”

I spun around to see the object of my thoughts. Despite looking hot as ever, his eyes were tired. It seemed he was never “off” of work.

“Looking for you. What happened?”

He sighed. “Someone got too rough. It doesn’t occur often, but unfortunately, it does happen. It gets tricky because oftentimes an untrained submissive doesn’t recognize their limit. Even worse, an untrained dominant doesn’t always know how to use some of the devices.”

My jaw about dropped. I’d obviously guessed kinky stuff happened here, but I hadn’t thought about it from that perspective. “Any liability for your club?”

He shook his head. “There’s always a possibility, but we do make them sign waivers. Plus, we asked if she wanted to press charges and ensured she did not. Matter of fact, they left together, so I’m assuming they’ll work out whatever happened.”

Not for the first time, I wondered if I was barely scratching the surface of sexually satisfying a man like Shane. “Are you into that sort of stuff?”

He smirked. “Why? You thinking you might want to try to be submissive?”

I scrunched up my nose. “I don’t think I’d make a very good one. Most likely, you bossing me around would piss me off within minutes.”

He moved closer, grasping my waist with his hands. “You enjoy me being bossy.”

A smile curved my lips. “True. But I’m not really into pain for pleasure.”

“Says the girl who had a plug up her ass most of the day.”

I grinned. “I was told the end result would be worth it.”

He stepped into me, dipping his lips to my ear. “Oh, it will be. You’ll come so hard you’ll nearly pass out from it.”

Yes, please. “Mm, and when is this happening?”

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