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“Now, I want to talk aboutyou,” Simone said. “Tell me what you like.”

Jade bit her lip. “I don’t really know. There are so many things I’ve thought about, dreamed about, especially after coming here the first time. But I’ve never tried any of it. I don’t know what I really like.”

“Then we’ll have to find out together, won’t we? And what better place to start than right here, tonight? Would you like that?”

“Yes.” There was nothing Jade wanted more. Yet a part of her still had doubts.

“Know this,” Simone said. “I won’t be doing anything without your explicit consent. And you’ll need a safeword. Do you have one?”

Jade shook her head.

“Let’s go with something simple. ‘Red’ is your safeword. It means ‘stop everything right now.’ But if you just want me to slow down and check in with you, say ‘yellow.’ Then there’s ‘green.’ I’m sure you can guess what that means. ‘Keep going.’”

Jade nodded. Simone’s concern for her—for what she liked, her comfort, her pleasure—was enough to silence all her hesitations. Simone wasn’t anything likeher. Simone was different.

And it would be different this time. Last time, withher, it had been a relationship. Withher, it had been love, at least in Jade’s eyes. But with Simone? It was pure, physical desire.

And as Jade looked back at her, she could see the same lust in Simone’s eyes.

“Is there anything you’d like to say?” Simone said. “Anything you’d like to ask me? Don’t be shy.”

Jade shook her head. “No, nothing.”

“Then let’s go take a look at those private rooms.” Simone stood up and held her hand out to Jade. “Come.”

Pulse pounding, she placed her hand in Simone’s. Simone led her to a door to the side, a few steps away. Jade hadn’t noticed it earlier. In the same black and purple wallpaper as the walls, it was camouflaged.

Simone produced a keycard and swiped it beside the door, opening it up. It led to another room with a dozen identical doors coming off it, each painted black with gold trim. All were shut. What was behind them?

“Over here.” Simone led her to one of the doors on the right. “The private rooms still need some work, but this one is just about done.”

Jade glanced at the door. Once she stepped through it, everything she’d spent weeks daydreaming about would become a reality.

Simone’s eyes met hers. “Ready to go inside?”

Jade nodded confidently. “I’m ready.”

Simone opened the door, holding it for Jade.

She took a deep breath.

And she stepped into the room.

CHAPTER 12

“Here we are,” Simone said. “Our finest private room.”

Jade looked around. The room was lit faintly by a brass chandelier, the walls a shade of purple so dark it was almost black. And it was packed to bursting with all kinds of kinky furniture and equipment. A huge four-poster bed. A throne-like chair. A big wooden cross, padded and covered with black leather and shaped like an X. Jade had seen one just like it in The Playroom that first night.

But the rest of the equipment in the room was alien to her. There was a wooden contraption that looked like medieval stocks but had five holes. An elaborate metal frame a foot taller than her with rings hanging from it. A bench that resembled a saw horse, only with a triangular body and cuffs attached to the legs.

Are those ankle cuffs? Is someone supposed to sit on that?Jade’s whole body tingled at the thought of the top edge of the bench digging between her thighs, her legs cuffed, with no way to escape—

“Like what you see, do you?” Simone asked.

Heat rose to Jade’s skin. Was it that obvious?

“You haven’t seen the half of it,” Simone said. “There are so many toys in here for us to play with. So many wonderful tools of sensation and pleasure. Would you like me to show you?”

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