“This is my fault.” He raked his hand through his hair. “I fucked up.”
The fury in his gaze was a total turn on. His cheeks were red from the cold, his hair blowing in the winter breeze. She stared up at him, mesmerized by the achingly beautiful man by her side.
“I gotta kiss you,” he murmured.
“I gotta kiss you back,” she whispered.
The second they came together, fire blasted through her. He stroked his tongue against hers, and she returned the energy with a passion that turned her savage. She sunk her fingers into his hair, tightened her hold. His deep, throaty moan made her panties damp. He held her like she was his prisoner, like there was no escape. The sounds coming out of her were unlike anything she’d ever uttered.
Drenched with desire, she wanted all of him.
“I’ve gotta have you,” she rasped between kisses.
“More,” he growled.
She loved the grittiness in his voice, his hard cock pressed against her abdomen, and her overwhelming need to fuck him. Trembling with passion, she couldn’t wait to unleash herself on him.
He took her roller bag, set the carry-on on top. With his free hand, he clasped hers. Her heart kicked up speed, yet his touch calmed her soul. She buzzed with energy as they made their way toward his club.
He stood in front of the scanner. The light turned green. He yanked open the metal door, waited for her to enter, then followed.
“Computer, lights on low,” he commanded.
Low-lit amber lights brightened the hallway, its walls subdued in black paint. In the main room stood a fully-stocked bar. Tables and booths filled the large lounge.
“When do your employees show up?” she asked.
“Soon.”
“Let’s get wicked.”
Clutching her hand, he led her through the room to a door at the far end. The light turned yellow, refusing his entrance.
“Members-only,” he explained before tapping an app on his phone. He typed in a code, and held the phone up to her face. Then, he got busy on his phone. “Anytime you’re with me, you won’t need a membership.”
“And if I’m not with you?”
He drilled her with a gaze so hot, she could melt from the heat. “That’s not happening.”
She hitched a brow. “You think so?”
“I know so.”
This time, after he stood in front of the scanner, he moved aside so she could. The light turned green and he held the door open for her.
“Welcome to Asylum,” he said as she sauntered past him.
His musky scent surrounded her and she breathed him in. He smelled like a man… a man she couldn’t wait to play with… all night long.
He showed her a few of the themed rooms— Threesome Playroom, The Farmer’s Daughter, and Tie me Up. She’d take in the sights, but she was much more interested in the club owner than his club.
“I thought you didn’t give tours,” she teased.
“You’re a VIP member, so you get myundividedattention.”
A zap of electricity whipped through her, landing between her legs.
“Mmm, I like that. How long will I have your attention, Joaquin?”