Page 11 of Reignite Me

Once I have it up, I give the list a quick glance to see who I would like to speak with first, when a business name catches my eye. Forbidden Desires. A sly smirk pulls at my lips as a dangerous idea comes to mind. I didn’t know they were our clients to begin with, so this is just as a surprise as it will be to Ryk when he hears my voice. I pull up their client profile, put my headset on, and dial the number on file, knowing that it’s Ryker’s number.

“Hello?” Ryker’s husky voice sends shivers down my spine.

“Hi, is this Mr. Jones?” I ask.

“Speaking.”

“Hi Mr. Jones. This is Thea from Security Salvation. Do you have a moment to chat?”

“That depends, my little tigress. Is this a business call or pleasure?”

“Should be a business call, but I think it would be more productive if it’s a pleasure call.”

He chuckles into the phone. “Is that so? Well, then tell me what you’re wearing.”

“A dress.”

His voice drops an octave, making his voice deeper, huskier. “Gives me perfect access to that sweet pussy of yours.”

I let out a small moan before responding, “Wow, I see how it is. You only want me for my pussy, which you haven’t had access to.”

“Tonight that changes, little one.” Ryker’s words go straight to my pussy, causing it to throb with need.

“Can’t wait. Now, I think we should get on with this call.”

With a dramatic sigh, he agrees anyway and answers the list of questions I ask. It’s funny that he’s on our top client list, even though Forbidden hasn’t officially opened, but any excuse to talk on the phone with Ryker is perfect for me.

“And that’s all I have for you.”

“Well, little tigress, I’ll see you tonight, then. Oh, before I forget… I’ve already approved of the outfit. Nina will have it for you.” With that, he hangs up the call, leaving me wondering what he could’ve chosen. Shrugging it off, I glance at the list once again and make the next call.

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Hanging up the phone,I noticed that was the last client on our list. I glance at the clock to see it’s two minutes until I’m free for the weekend. My leg is bouncing with anticipation of what’s coming tonight. This will be the first time I’ve ever stepped foot into a sex club, let alone one my brother has opened. Speaking of my brother… He has yet to call me, which is strange, but whatever. My phone buzzes next to me. Picking it up, I see Nina has sent me a message.

Nina

My sweet Thea girl! Natasha and I are on our way to your place. Don’t worry about any outfit. Ryk has picked out something special for you.

Butterflies flutter in my stomach as I try to picture what he could’ve chosen for me to wear, but everything that comes to mind makes my panties wet. I text her back, telling her I’ll be home as soon as possible. A while back, I gave her a spare key in case of an emergency, so she can get inside without me having to rush home. Plus, the grand opening isn’t until 8 p.m., and it’s just 5, so I’ll have plenty of time.

Still, I race home. The anticipation of finding out what I’m wearing tonight causes me to break the speed limit. I’ve never been one to get anxious over something so materialistic, but the way both Ryker and Nina were talking, it’s going to be amazing. With fashion, I’ll never be knowledgeable, which is why Nina is my go-to.

I exit my car and head towards the stairwell of my apartment complex. Because I’m just on the second floor, I don’t have many flights to walk up. As I make the short walk from the stairwell to my front door, I struggle with inserting the key into the lock. When I get it in, the door is flung open, allowing me to enter.

“Damn it, Nina!” I yelp.

“Oh, don’t be such a wuss. You took too long getting home, which means we don’t have much time. Quick shower then Natasha will do your makeup and hair.” Nina doesn’t give me a second to speak before grabbing my arm to drag me down the hall.

Once in the bathroom, I see Natasha has every brand of makeup lined up, I shove her out of the bathroom and start the shower. I take an extra time to shave the necessary spots then move to washing my hair.

When I finish my shower, I wrap myself in my pink silk robe and sit on the stool Natasha placed in the bathroom, “We’re going to a sex club. How dressy does one have to be?”

“No questions. Just sit down and let me work my magic,” Natasha scolds me, and I do as told.

I don’t know how long it is, but my legs get numb from sitting on the same uncomfortable barstool, and that’s when Natasha says she’s done.

Stepping away from me, she gives me a full view of the mirror. Holy shit. I don’t know how Natasha does it, but she always stuns me with her skills. The smoky blackish-gold eyeshadow she used accentuates the green of my eyes, while light waves in my hair curl around my face.

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