“What can I say? I’m a romantic at heart.”
Eden gently smacked his arm. “I’m offering you the deal of the month here, man. We both get what we want.”
“Do we?”
“Youget to meet my other boyfriend and share me with him.Ihave the privilege of both men stuffing my orifices before they start… stuffing my orifices.”
“Far cry from La Mariposa, huh?”
“Don’t get me started.” She waited one second before pushing up against him. As much as he loved having his girlfriend get all cozy with him in a place that was dedicated to that, not only was he not supposed to be out with her that night, but she had another man’s taste all over her.I should be into that, but…
Something was off about the whole thing.
“What if we go in there and he thinks I’m wanting?”
“Wanting what?”
Liam had to hold back from rolling his eyes at her. “Meaning he thinks I’m lacking in whatever arbitrary bullshit he’s set up in his head.”
“Mr. Ashe, are youshy?”
“Hardly. I just have a lot of experience with guys like that. They either havenoscruples in who you bring in, at all, or they’ve got a ten-point list that needs fulfilled.”
“I’m the only thing needing fulfilling around here.”
“We’re suddenly talking about delivery warehouses?”
“Ooh, baby.” Eden magnanimously set her breasts on the table.Those are some serious nipples poking through.Liam loved her nipples.I mean, I love everyone’s nipples.Including his. But definitely hers. “Fulfill my order, Daddy.”
“Mm, no. It’s not working for me.” Before her face could fall, he explained, “The ‘Daddy’ thing.”
“My other boyfriend doesn’t like it, either. I guess because he’s a dad.”
“Ooh, I’m learning so much about him already.”
“Come on.” She slithered around the bistro table, her hands landing on the back of his neck. “It’s me. You love this. Let’s finally do something like this.”
“Love is a strong word.” He let her kiss him, anyway. A little taste of her cherry lip gloss and some other man’s… well, Liam knew. “I’d say I like it most days and enjoy it on others.”
“So you’ll enjoy it tonight.”
He didn’t answer. His hands roamed her sides, her waist, and the curve of her hips. She was a temptation. A walking, talking temptation in a little black dress. And she was offering him the ultimate fantasy he often went out to find: her, the hottest thing on Earth, shared with another man. No strings. Justhere we gopleasure to be had in a house built for that.
Why else had he come to The Dark Hour tonight?To get into trouble.Another woman. A couple. Maybe stumble upon an event that included last-minute sign-ups centering on his kinks.Like a mini La Mariposa.And all it cost was his membership and single-male cover charge.
His grip tightened. A thrill shot through him. He could do it. He could say yes. He could follow her into that room and claim his prize. He could dominate her, and maybe him, too. Show them both what a real man could do. The power, the control, the absolute release…
“Eden.” He pulled her closer, his body flush against hers. “What if I have my own list of requirements for the other guy?”
Her eyes darkened with desire. “What’s on your list?”
He leaned in. “You. Bent over that table. Right now. While I watch.”
A gasp escaped her lips. She looked at him, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and a hunger so raw it made his own cock twitch. “Liam…”
“Or we could go find that room. Meet this other guy. See if he measures up.” He released her, stepping back. The space between them crackled with tension. “Your call, Eden. But don’t mistake my tolerance for weakness. I don’t share what’s mine unless I’m the one in control.”
She was speechless. Her mouth opened, then closed. She looked from him to the dark hallway, then back again. The power had shifted. She was no longer the one offering. She was the one being offered a choice. And he knew, with a certainty that settled deep in his bones, that she would choose him. He was the one in front of her right now.