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Stephanie Parkins doesn’t date—ever. Restaurateurs Aiden Collins and Dane Whitman need a date—now. She’s theirs for a weekend. Will they be hers for a lifetime?
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“So what do we have to wear to this gig on Friday?”
“Fetishwear.” Dane’s eyebrows rose and fell a few times.
“And that would be…?”
“We can pick something out together Thursday. Any range of things are possible. They just don’t allow street clothes.”
“What will you be wearing?” Visions of leather and whips and naked chests came to mind, making Stephanie’s knee start bouncing under the table.
“All black. Nothing super crazy. The Doms don’t have to be in quite as much costume as the subs.” Dane released her hand.
Now her knee went crazy. “I’m going to dress up and you aren’t?”
“Well, yeah. Typically the sub wears whatever the Doms request.” When she flinched, Dane held up one hand. “Don’t worry. We aren’t going to toss you to the wolves.”
“After all, we are just pretending.” She narrowed her gaze. Why did it seem as if these guys wanted more than a make-believe evening? The idea made her heart pound. She pondered Dane’s last words—whatever the Doms request.
“Right.” Aiden looked around behind him. “I think everyone’s gone but us. You want to go over some of the typical stuff you’re going to see?”
“Uh, I guess.”
Dane stood and circled the table to her side. He held out a hand. “Do a little research in the next few days. You’ll learn everything you ever wanted to know on Wikipedia.”
Stephanie released the wine glass and stood, taking Dane’s hand.
“Where’re we going?”
“Just to the back office. Maybe if we do a little role playing, you’ll get a feel for the lifestyle.”
“Good idea.” Aiden grabbed her other hand and they led her toward the kitchen, past the massive refrigerators and ovens, and through a door in the rear.
The room was small, but nicer than she’d expected for a back office space that no one would normally see. Thick dark carpet covered the floor. The desk was made of the same mahogany as the furniture in front. There was enough space for two chairs and a small maroon leather loveseat.
Aiden plopped down on the sofa, not releasing her hand. “Kneel on the floor in front of me.” His words were suddenly deeper, gentler, softer, but held a command that seemed incongruent.
Stephanie’s breath stuttered. She shouldn’t be reacting to his demand so forcefully. She knew it deep down inside her, but she couldn’t stop her body’s compulsion to obey.
Dane pressed on her shoulders from behind. He brushed her hair to one side and leaned into her ear. “It’s just role playing. A sample. Give it a try. You might even like it.” He kissed her neck. She tipped her head to one side to give him better access without even pausing to stop herself.
His lips were so soft, and his breath wafted over her shoulder and ear all at once, melting her insides.
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