Laken glanced down at herself. Lila’s dress actually hung off her slightly. She really needed to gain some weight. But because Lila was a few inches taller than Laken, it ended just below her butt cheeks.
Lila’s dress fitted her to perfection; it sparkled as she moved, swaying gently around her thighs. It was low cut, showing off her cleavage and shoulders.
“But I guess it will do for tonight,” Saxon continued. “If anyone approaches you tell them you’re not playing tonight, just watching. My orders. If anyone gets insistent, then you call out ‘Red’ and a monitor will come running. Understand?”
They all nodded, shaking with anticipation.
“When we go through those doors I am in charge. You will obey me. You will not interfere in any scenes, nor will you try to make trouble. Understand?”
They all nodded again. Damn, why did Laken feel like a naughty child caught in front of the headmaster?
“Misbehave and I won’t hesitate to punish any of you.”
Oh hell. Oh hell.
He smiled. “Welcome to Saxon’s.”
***
Dirty Delights was just starting to fill as Duncan sat at a scarred table, sipping his beer and watching the dance floor. Damn. He wished Laken were here. She’d shimmy against him, her tight ass brushing his cock until he was thick and hard. They’d tease each other until they were close to bursting. Then he’d take her home…and what? Make sweet, slow love to her?
Yeah, he could do that. Except she was calling the shots. And how long would he be satisfied with that? He wanted Laken. Wanted to give her everything she needed and if she didn’t figure out that part of what she needed was his dominance then he was going to explode.
Laken was wound up so tight he worried she would make herself sick. He knew how to help her, but she needed to ask for it.
“Man, you just look like your best friend ran over your dog.” He glanced up as Gavin Richards sat beside him.
Duncan snorted. “Not quite.”
Max Ferguson sat on his other side. “Nah, that’s the look of a man having women troubles. Laken giving you hell?”
He shook his head.
“There is something going on with that girl. Something she’s hiding and it’s eating her from the inside out.” Gavin sat back in his chair, a challenge in his gaze. “You going to figure out what that is before it destroys her?”
Duncan glared at him. “Not that it’s any of your business but we’re working things out in our own time.”
Gavin snorted. “So, in other words, you’re letting her hide from her problems because you’re too scared she’ll run if you push her. Stop being a wimp and do what’s right for her.”
Duncan sat back. Had he really been going along with what she wanted because he was scared of losing her? Yes, he had. But that wasn’t what was best for Laken. She needed to work through whatever was hurting her. But what if that meant losing her?
Well, he’d just have to make sure that didn’t happen.
Logan Ferguson pushed his way over to them, his face a thundercloud. Duncan stood, as did Gavin.
“I just got a call from Jake. The girls are at Saxon’s.”
Chapter Six
Duncan glared at Joel Saxon’s smug face. Damn it, one day someone was going to rearrange his perfect features. Unfortunately, Duncan didn’t have the time to be the one to do it. He had a naughty sub to collect.
“Get out of our way,” Logan growled, scowling at the men standing in front of them. The four of them had stormed over to the club, only to have two of Saxon’s bouncers block their entrance.
They could have taken them, but Duncan was still a deputy. He couldn’t condone bashing a couple of guys for doing their job.
Saxon folded his arms over his chest. “You know this is a private club. You’re trespassing.”
“I have a membership,” Duncan snarled.