Page 21 of Going Deep
“Don’t get shy on me now, darling,” he said, humor in the words. Firm fingers lifted her chin. “Are you embarrassed?”
“Of course I am.” She wanted to crawl into a hole, but since there weren’t any handy, she just closed her eyes. “I don’t usually have orgasms in public.”
The grip on her chin eased into a caress. “Does it bother you?”
She opened her eyes. Her body was still humming from the climax, and her brain wasn’t firing on all cylinders yet. “I don’t know.”
“An honest answer.” Approval showed in the curve of his lips, the softening of his gaze. “You are a good girl, aren’t you?”
“I don’t know that, either,” she confessed and tried to ignore the flutter of pleasure his words brought.
His smile deepened. “Maybe I can help you find out.”
Yes, please. “Maybe.”
“Come on.” Eyes gleaming, and somehow gentle, he slid his hand down her arm until his fingers twined with hers. “Let’s go find you some water.”
“Okay.”
They started down the short hall, footsteps echoing in the empty space. “Do you have any plans for tomorrow night?”
Her thighs were still quivering, and she was concentrating on putting one foot in front of the other. “No.”
He paused at the top of the spiral stairs and turned to look at her. “Would you like to come back?”
Her mind still fuzzy with pleasure, it took a second for the question to register. “Oh, I’m not… I can’t really afford a membership.”
“As my guest,” he clarified. “To spend the evening with me.”
Was he asking her to play with him? Her thighs were starting to sweat. “Do you…? Um. What would we do?”
“I’d like to play.” He said it simply, plainly, and her knees wobbled. “But if you’re not ready for that, we’ll simply talk and observe.”
Her breath seemed to catch in her throat, and she had to force it out. “Okay.”
“Okay, what?” he prompted.
God, his eyes were so bright, so green. “I’ll play with you.”
His slow smile was her reward. “Did you complete your checklist?”
“Yes, but I need the, um, the blood test.” She struggled to get her brain working. “My doctor’s in Ohio, so I wasn’t sure where to go.”
“I’ll give you the name of a clinic you can use, if you like. It’s only a few blocks from your apartment, and they’ll send the results to us directly, if you authorize it.”
“Okay. I mean, that’d be nice. Thanks.”
His eyes twinkled at her. “You’re welcome. Now, before we join the others, I have a few rules for tomorrow night.”
Rules. Right, rules. Jesus jumpin’ Christ. “Okay.”
“First, I’d like you to be here at nine-thirty, and wait for me in the bar. Second, I like this skirt. Can you wear it again?”
She looked down at the zippered leather, then back up. “I guess. I mean, yes.”
His lips twitched. “Good. Whatever top you wear, no bra. And no panties. Understood?”
Hoping that meant what she thought it meant, she nodded. “Yes.”
