Page 28 of Beneath the Blindfold

“Joseph mentioned the client is already in the holding room,” she said, subtly telling me not to dawdle. Wealthy men didn’t wait for pussy. “Did he tell you anything about the appointment? I figure he’s someone important for Joseph to schedule in the middle of the week.”

“Maybe,” I said with forced casualness. It was hilarious how excited I was about the favor. Dominic and I were both going to enjoy this role-play.

Regan rushed through the final stages of setup so I was bound and had the blindfold in place, and she signaled Joseph through her comm that we were ready. There was no sound from her other than her soft breathing. She didn’t bother to move to the chair in the corner to wait, knowing it wouldn’t be long.

In the dark and quiet, my body began to respond. Goosebumps pebbled on my skin and anticipation hardened my nipples into knots. I licked my lips, waiting impatiently for him.

“Good afternoon, sir,” Regan’s voice purred.

I hadn’t heard the door open, but it shut behind him and Dominic shuffled a few steps closer. My legs slid together, rubbing my knees against each other as desire corded around me. Would he leave the blindfold on this time? The straps, I was sure. I’d called the shots both times we’d been here before, and he wasn’t going to give me an opportunity to do it a third time.

“Do you like what you see?” Regan asked sincerely. Not pushing, not yet.

“Yeah, she’s pretty cute.”

My face scrunched under the blindfold. What the fuck was that,cute? I held my tongue, but I’d let him hear about it later. He was probably grinning at how hilarious he thought he was. That was, if he wasn’t blushing.

“Pretty cute?” Regan’s words were dubious. “I think she’s gorgeous.”

“Yeah, all right, she’s really fucking hot.”Better, Dominic.

“You two would make quite the pair. It looks like you’re in fantastic shape, if you don’t mind me saying. Do you work out, play sports?”

Good.Regan used the code to communicate that he was attractive when she dropped the sports mention.

“No sports. I’m more into lifting. So, how does this work?”

She paused. “You haven’t been to the club before?”

“No.” Dominic took a step closer. “I almost didn’t come in. This place didn’t look like I expected it to.”

It wasn’t all that much of a lie, and I appreciated the detail. He was doing a decent job of selling it.

“Well, I’m glad you did. Is that beautiful Jaguar out front yours?”

“Sure is.”

I could hear the fucking smile in his voice, and it was insanely difficult not to jolt against the restraints or call him out. Oh, he was going toget itwhen these straps were off.

“Nice,” she said. “Fifty thousand.”

He gave a sharp noise of surprise. “Are you asking if my car was fifty thousand dollars, or is that the price—”

“It’s for her.”

Holy shit, what the fuck was Regan doing?

“That’s . . . too much.” He stumbled over the words, as if he wasn’t sure what was going on. Yeah, me too.

“You’re saying you don’t think she’s worth that?”

A frustrated sigh slipped out. He’d told me long ago the negotiations made him queasy. He didn’t like assigning a dollar value to me. This was supposed to be fun.Pretend. Her question made it a little too real.

“I’m saying . . . I’d feel more comfortable paying five.”

Her heels clicked as she glided closer to him. “I understand.” Her warm hand rested lightly on my ankle. The indication that she thought he was willing to pay a lot more, which he had agreed to once.

Her hand squeezed, prompting me to respond. I shook my head.

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