ADAM
Fuck.
Natalie stares at me like a rabbit in the headlights before turning on her heel and disappearing into the crowd.
Not on her fucking life.
I instantly abandon Rose, who approached me at the bar next door earlier and asked if I’d contribute a few spanks while some other member went down on her. I was happy to oblige. It struck me as a practical tradeoff between my lack of interest in fucking anyone tonight who wasn’t the hostile woman in reception and my decidedly twitchy palm, a stress response that was as unfortunate as it was predictable.
But now the dirty little liar whonever fraterniseshas rocked up in the fucking Playroom and has the audacity to glare at me while I administer a couple of well-timed spanks as a favour to Rose.
I don’t think so.
‘Natalie!’ I shout ineffectually over the music as I push through the crowd of bodies. The sheer number of peoplein here works against her, as does the length of my legs, and I close the gap before she has a chance to wrench open the door, wrapping my fingers around her upper arm so I can turn her to face me.
Boy, is that a mutinous little face staring up at me. She’d be far safer if she knew how sincerely I enjoy it when women are mutinous. It affords me so much more pleasure when I spank it out of them. Especially when their pupils are as dilated as hers are, and their sweet little tits are heaving like this, and the long, delicate layers of black tulle comprising her dress beg to be tossed airily aside so that the pert little bottom they conceal can be spanked.
‘Wait,’I order her sternly, and she tries unsuccessfully to tug her arm away.
‘Let me go!’ she shouts. She’s seriously affronted; that much is clear. Also clear is that I have no intention of letting her walk out of here on these terms, so she can go home and seethe with judgement. I put my mouth to her ear.
‘Justwait. I want to speak to you. Come with me. Just for a minute.’
I take her eye roll as agreement and frogmarch her across the room to the door leading to the private space. One of the hosts, a fair-haired chump in the guys’ uniform of tight black t-shirt and black trousers, grins at her, his face positively lighting up as he takes her in.
One of the many fans she has among the staff here, I suspect.
I lean in. ‘We need a private room.’
He looks from me to her. That wiped the grin off his face pretty quickly.
‘For real?’
‘Just to chat,’ I lie smoothly. ‘Right, Natalie?’
‘Are you okay?’ he asks her. ‘I can get Stan to kick him out.’
I’m about to tell him a stunt like that would be more than his job is worth, when Natalie interjects.
‘I’m fine.’ Her favourite word.
‘Okay then,’ he says with a shrug that tells me he’s unconvinced at best. ‘Room Eight is free.’
I grace him with nothing more than a curt nod as I open the door and lead Natalie down the corridor. We walk in silence towards our allocated room, and I usher her in before slamming the door shut behind us. In an instant, the music dulls to a quiet thud and we’re blessedly alone. She backs away a few steps.
I’m determined to have the first word. ‘So you decided to fraternise for once, did you? What a coincidence. And let me guess, you didn’t like what you saw.’
She crosses her arms over her middle, but it’s fucking warm in here and those nipples of hers are still acting like she’s skinny dipping in the North Sea. ‘You hit women.’
I’d like to think I’ve been nothing but civil in the face of her relentless hostility for the extent of our interactions, but this takes the cake. ‘Oh, for fuck’s sake. Don’t you dare take what you saw out there and twist that into something disgusting. I would never, ever hit a woman.’
The unspoken hangs heavily between us.But God knows, I’d hit a man.
‘I was spanking her,’ I continue, ‘and you damn well know that. And she fucking loved it.’
‘How do you know?’
I glare at her in disbelief. ‘Because I spanked her last week when I fucked her in here, and she came very, very hard, I’ll have you know. And she was on duty again tonight, so when she saw me at the bar she approached me andbegged me to use my hands on her again while that guy tongue-fucked her. Consensual enough for you?’