He makes a tsking sound and sweeps his gaze across the room. “What aren’t you telling me, buddy?”
“What do you mean?”
He doesn’t answer right away. I let my gaze follow his, landing on a woman getting quite vocal as two men fuck her to an almost violent orgasm — one underneath her and another behind her, taking her ass. A third man hovers his dick near her mouth, but she’s too close to exploding to care.
That type of scene happens here occasionally, but this area is more often for socializing. People talk about their kinks and limits, setting up scenes. Once it gets heated, most people take it to a back room where absolutely anything goes. The vibe is often a bit more relaxed up here.
As soon as Dante’s attention is back on me, I ask, “So do you have room for her in reception or not?”
“Are you vouching for her?”
He raises his brows at me and waits for a response. I know what he’s implying.
“I wouldn’t be asking if I wasn’t.”
He nods thoughtfully. “Bring her in so I can meet her first. And you’re responsible for her. It’ll be up to you to teach her the ropes, ensuring she’s up on the lifestyle. I can’t have her freaking out when I send her to the back room, and she sees someone getting caned. This is a judgment-free establishment, and I won’t stand for members being made to feel shame or guilt for their proclivities because a newbie can’t act the part.”
“It won’t be a problem. I’ll make sure she’s on board before I bring her here.”
“Fine. Let me know when she’s coming in.”
Relief hits me dead in the chest, and my shoulders and neck release waves of tension, one after the other. “Great. Thanks.”
“Are you good to take the room?”
I nod.
“Good. There’s a pressing matter I need to attend to.” His grin flashes to something almost sinister as he locks his sights on Sherry.
“I thought you had paperwork to do. Business owner shit.”
He shrugs, grinning like the devil. “It can wait. But my dick, on the other hand, cannot.”
I pat him on the back as I walk away. “Have fun.”
When I’m a few feet away, he finally answers, “I always do.”
As I circle the room for the next hour, the excitement I feel at finding safe employment for Lettie is slowly replaced by looming dread. What if she’s as pure as I feared and flips out?
I’ve never been one to back away from a challenge, though. Best to meet it head-on.
No way to find out if she can handle it other than to talk to her about it.
What could go wrong?
Chapter 10
An indecent proposal
LETTIE
Ew. Someone is calling me.
When I glance at the screen, my heart rate picks up.
It’s him.
Giddiness mingles low in my belly with the customary dread evoked by an incoming call.