Page 87 of Knights Game

“So, what exactly is this place?”

“That night at my club in the VIP room.”

She pauses her perusal around the room, her cheeks warm.

“You enjoyed watching.”

The waitress returns, and Layla stares at me as Sasha pours us our drinks. My eyes never leave hers.

“Yes,” she answers honestly. “I was shocked at seeing it happen so openly, but there was something erotic about watching the woman give that man a blow job.” Her voice is quiet, her flush displaying her nerves.

I reach out and softly touch the blush with the pad of my thumb. “Thisis a place where you can explore that.”

“W-What?” she asks.

“You can get as involved as you want.”

“What do you mean?”

“There will be people enjoying sex acts throughout the rooms. You can watch, you can join in, we can just sit and have a drink. As long as it’s agreed, you can do anything you want.”

She picks up her drink, her hands shake as something ripples through her. Fear, apprehension, nerves, all of the above.

I watch over the rim of the flute as she takes a sip.

“Is it safe?”

“Completely. To be a member you are vetted, and you pay membership, you will be my guest tonight, Katy will be Rome's if they join. You are both under our care.”

“What sort of acts?”

“Some rooms have people who perform, some rooms are private, some are community rooms where you can watch, and participate. For the rooms where there are performances, you can only watch or choose to indulge with yourself or who you’re with. I suggest we start there.”

“And you come here regularly?”

“Yes.”

“And you fuck people.”

I tilt my head to the side. “Do I sense jealousy?”

“No.” she says it quickly and whips her eyes away from mine, but I grab her chin giving her no choice but to hear my words.

“Yes, Layla, I sometimes fuck people.”

“And Isla is a member?”

“Yes.”

“And you’ve fucked her?”

“Yes.”

“Hmm.” Our eyes meet for the briefest of seconds and her nostrils flare.

She is jealous, and my dead heart beats faster. And that little fucking light burns stronger.

Who would have thought it?

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