Page 60 of The Broker

Fuck.

That might be one of my kinks, but I had no idea if it was one of his.

I couldn’t help myself. I was too impatient and needed to know now. I leaned in until my lips were only a breath away from his ear and whispered it as quietly as possible. “Have you ever done anything like this before?”

He turned in his seat and pushed the sweep of my hair out of his way so he could do the same. It made his warm breath roll over the spot in my neck where my pulse was racing. “Like, BDSM?”

I gave the tiniest nod, not wanting to move away or give him a reason to either.

His voice was deep and seductive. “Not as much as I’d like to.”

A full body shiver ran through me.

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Charlotte’s reaction to my admission didn’t go unnoticed by me. The shake of her shoulders was subtle, and her lips parted to drag in a breath.

Shelikedwhat she’d heard.

Fucking hell. I didn’t just want to explore BDSM more—I wanted to do it with her. She’d been teeming with interest since we’d stepped inside the club, and now it seemed every inch of her was aroused.

If I touched her, what would happen?

Don’t.

I clenched my teeth against the warning firing through my mind because it was pointless. I already knew what was going to happen tonight, what I was going to do. It was inevitable that I’d give up on fighting this thing between us. I couldn’t stop it any more than I could stop a stock from tumbling after a shitty Q4 announcement.

A bead of sweat rolled down the side of Travis’s face as he continued to swing the crop, varying his hits between hard and soft. The stage lights, the exertion, and the needy moans from his partner made him sweat, but what was my excuse?

Sure, it was hot under my suit coat, making my shirt cling to my back, but I was smart enough to know being overdressed had little to do with it. The cause was the blonde girl beside me, the one who was trying so hard not to squirm in her seat.

Did she have the same ache inside her as I did?

I smoothed a hand along the top of my thigh to occupy myself, so I didn’t reach for her.

The sharp slaps of leather meeting skin paused because Travis hooked a finger in the cup of Lilith’s bra and jerked it down. It exposed her small, soft pink nipple to both him and the audience, but not for long. He pinched the bead of skin and pulled, lifting the weight of her breast up and away from her body.

She snagged her bottom lip between her teeth and tried to bring her knees together, but her ankle restraints prevented it. Watching her writhe against her bonds, while her expression announced she was drunk with lust, gave me dark satisfaction.

So far, I’d only waded into the shallow end of the BDSM waters. I’d been controlling and dominating. Used blindfolds and restraints. I could purchase toys and certainly had a hook-up if I wanted to invest in more serious equipment.

My issue had always been finding the right partner, because one of the strengths of the swinger lifestyle was also its biggest drawback. I had to maintain trust with multiple people, balance their desires with my own... and sometimes we didn’t find boundaries until someone inadvertently crossed them.

In New York, I’d played with the same couple for months. They’d told me multiple times what their limits were and reassured me what they wanted and could handle. But one night when I’d sent the wife happily back to husband with my red handprint on her ass, he lost his shit and I never saw them again.

So I’d played it safe since then.

I knew I couldn’t get to the level of trust I’d need with a partner if I held them at arms’ length, so it was unlikely I’d experience anything close to what Travis and Lilith were doing right now. Although I’d accepted that—it didn’t mean my curiosity for it had vanished.

Travis jerked down the other side of her bra so both tits were accessible to him, plumped up by the fabric stretched beneath them. The heart-shaped end of the riding crop caressed gently over her nipples, only to abruptly slap against them.

Each little flinch she gave as he struck her made my pulse jump. Blood pumped hotly through my veins, wanting to flow straight to my dick. The last time I’d seen these two perform, I’d thought it was hot, but bringing Charlotte with me had pushed the heat to another level.

Travis lifted the riding crop, bringing it level with Lilith’s mouth and barked his order. “Open.”

She licked her lips and then complied immediately, opening her mouth so he could set the center of the thin wand between her teeth.

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