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Murphy is on the couch in front of us. He’s not blocking our view, but he takes his sub around the sofa, pushing her onto her stomach on top of the furniture. Everyone behind them can see everything as Murph pushes up her skirt. She writhes in what I assume is anticipation as he drops his pants and thrusts inside her hard. I point to the left of us, and Murph never disappoints with public sex.

The spankings continue, and Heaven’s eyes swing from the view of the live sex to the Daddy’s Princess scene playing out on the stage.

“How will you show Daddy that you’ll obey him from now on, Princess?”

She moves up on her knees and pulls down his pants, taking his cock in her mouth. “Choke on Daddy’s cock, Princess. There, stay there.”

Anisten begins to squirm in my arms, and I point to the right, where another married couple in the same economic bracket as everyone else straps her submissive to the cross.

“Sara is a Domme and a sadist, too. Don’t let her meekness fool you. She wields a cane like no man I’ve ever seen. Her husband hates it, and she holds his punishments throughout the week for the club. And the men love to watch her. She’s very precise.” Anisten can’t stay still, and I know I’ve gotten her attention tonight. “When you tap the same spot, it increases the responsiveness of pleasure. There’s this desire coursing through you. It creates a desperately erotic experience. Sara gets her sub so close to orgasm and denies his immediate release. It’s his most hated form of punishment.”

“Are they twenty-four-seven?”

I nod as her attention goes from right to center, then left and back to the main event.

“Tell me what you want and I’ll make it happen, Heaven.”

“I want you to fuck me. I’m not ready for public scenes but…”

I push to my feet, pulling her with me. “Come, Heaven.”

I’ve missed her tight cunt and tonight I’m going to claim it and never let her forget it belongs to me.

CHAPTEREIGHTEEN

Luca enters the code as we return to his room.

“This is my private room. The only ones ever allowed in here are my personal cleaner and Jared, who is part-owner, and Adam, the man I spoke with earlier. I had all the furniture replaced just last week. New linens, new toys. Besides the lights, everything, including the paint on the walls, is new.”

Do I want to know how many women have been in this room before me? Most likely not.

“Strip, baby girl, I need you naked.” He opens the door, pushing me through the threshold and back against the wall. “I’ve missed you. Please tell me what you want.”

His fingers dance from around my shoulders, placing them on my cheeks, tenderly cupping them, and he tugs his mouth from mine. “But just know once you agree there’s no going back.”

He claims my mouth against the door’s wood, slamming my arms over my head. “I’m so hard for you, baby, and because I won’t last, you’re going to make me come, right now.”

I attempt to lower to my knees. He doesn’t let go of my wrists bound together with his hands.

“You’re going to jerk me off. I will come all over you, and you’ll look into my eyes as I do.”

Could this man’s dirty talk turn me on anymore?

He brings down my arm with his free hand, keeping the other over my head. He drops his pants, repositioning my hand to his hard cock, leaking with precum.

“You know how I like it.” Yes, I do. I quickly learned how to drive him crazy. He loves to be squeezed just enough before it becomes painful, taking the pad of my thumb to the head of his cock every time I move up. He finally answers his own question. “Don’t look away from me. Keep your eyes on me.”

I love him. I love this man in front of me with every breath he takes. Even if I wanted to walk away, which I don’t, I can’t. He’s become my lifeline.

My strokes are hurried, bringing him pleasure is my only desire right now. Seeing him come undone as I’ve done so many times, makes it impossible to be with anyone but Luca De Santos. He comes all over my bare stomach, wipes his fingers through it, places them at my mouth, and I lick them.

“We’re far from over, Heaven.” He removes his fingers from my lips, and tangles them in my hair, lightly tugging on my blonde locks as he guides me to the bed. “I need to taste you.”

I was crazy to think I could walk away from Luca. Fucking crazy, because after the scenes tonight, I want more. He lets go of my hair and lies on his back. His lips turn up into a large smirk. The man has this wicked smile, one that can put you into a trance, and right now, it’s how I feel.

“Come sit on my face, baby.”

His dirty words sink in and my naked body obeys him. I climb over his chest to straddle him. His hands land behind my ass, and in one fluid motion, he heaves me over his face and sets me down. Holy fuck, why is this so hot? I adjust my arms over my head, holding onto the headboard as he uses his tongue and finger, and I begin to come.

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