Page 53 of Indiscreet

Elliott laughed. “Relax, Dane. Vincent’s only teasing you.”

Was he? I didn’t believe it.

The music started and a stage was revealed. On it, a couple went on a St. Andrew’s cross. The Dom teased the submissive with a vibrator. He then used clamps on her nipples and pussy, ending by whipping and fucking her. The sex scene had all the men playing with their partners, except at our table. Vincent, Dane, and Elliott stared at each other while the other woman and I remained on the floor. So much for blending in.

Finally, Dane rose and tapped my shoulder to rise with him. “I think I’d prefer to sit tonight out.”

“Elliott, you’ll stay and participate?” Vincent called to Elliott.

“Okay,” Elliott said. “I’m game.”

“I already asked Elliott to share with me tonight,” Dane said. “Maybe you can invite him tomorrow.”

We were about to move away from the table when Vincent called Dane back. “A million for the night, and you, pretty girl—I’ll triple whatever he’s offering you.”

I tensed. There was nothing Vincent could ever offer to make me go with him willingly. “I already told you, she’s not for trade,” Dane said through gritted teeth.

“Everyone’s for trade,” Vincent said in an icy tone. “It just takes the right incentive. You’re too blind to realize it, or maybe there is something about this woman that has you disrespecting me.”

“You demand respect, but you insult me at every turn,” Dane seethed. “You went against the rules. You can’t make an offer to someone who’s claimed. Now, I haven’t decided what I wish to do, but it is my right to choose who to introduce, show, and trade. If you have someone else to present, let me know, but don’t mistake my politeness for weakness. Don’t try me again.”

We didn’t stay around for Vincent’s reply. Elliott’s curse as we breeched the door told me everything about Dane’s exchange with Vincent. We were in trouble.

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