When a fleeting encounter with a handsome stranger ignites Patti’s repressed loneliness she has to admit she longs for the love of a sensual Dom.
Luck is on her side when she goes out for the evening and meets delicious Cameron in The Club—but is he all that he appears to be?
Cameron’s overwhelming attraction to Patti is tested when she inexplicably fails to show up for a date. Just what is going on and will they ever get together?
Be Warned: light BDSM, spanking, public exhibition
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Master Dominic sat on one of the leather couches adjacent to the dance floor. His long legs encased in black pants and his usual black leather, calf-length boots, he caught Patti’s eye before she bowed her head.
Patti walked quietly, head down to a table close by. The underskirt of her dress rustled as she perched delicately on a chair. She knew Dominic would give her release, but she had to earn it. Desire coiled in her stomach as she watched a scene happening at another table. Patti pushed away memories of Cameron as the Dom pulled his Sub across his knee and spanked her. The low moans of pleasure from the Sub grew rhythmic as the Dom gave the last slap and pushed his fingers into the Sub’s pussy. Patti watched his thrusting fingers, hypnotized, with her nipples peaking against the stiff bodice of her dress and her pussy clenching. Her need for sex grew with each of the Sub’s gasps until Patti rocked on the end of her seat with an edgy frown and her tongue pressed against her top lip.
Under this crush of desire fueled by loneliness, she didn’t know Master Dominic had moved until he ran his hand across her bare shoulders. She arched to his touch, her head lifting as he placed his hand on the nape of her neck.
“What’s going on, Patti? You’re distraught.”
She shivered as he ran a finger up and down her backbone. “Sorry, Master Dominic.”
He grasped a handful of her hair and brought her to stand before him.
The move served to harden her nipples even more as the smallest sting ran across her scalp, and then he’d relaxed his grip and held her head, the pad of his thumb pressed on her lips.
A clench contracted Patti’s stomach muscles. Her pussy creamed. She’d not worn panties and the wetness reached to the tops of her inner thighs.
“You didn’t answer my question. I can’t see you in such need, when I know you have no regular Master or Dom, but I want an answer from you. I think you need a spanking––to remind you who I am––before I give you release.”
Patti closed her eyes with pleasure. Master Dominic would ease her need. She swayed toward him in gratitude at his approach. “Sir, I do deserve a spanking. Will you take me to a private room so that I can answer your question after my punishment?”
He gazed intently at her, his green eyes, a mixture of kindness and desire.
“There are none vacant. I was doing surveillance so I know, but there are booths free on the second floor. Come with me.”
He strode away toward the wide stairs curving up to the mezzanine floor where booths lined the back wall and a balcony looked down on the dance floor for members’ viewing pleasure.
Patti followed behind him. Her heartbeat sped up as they mounted the stairs. She licked her suddenly dry lips. Dominic was very sexy and caring. He’d scened with her before and she was safe with him.
Copyright Elodie Parkes , Evernight Publishing