She looks up at me, lips trembling. “You’re not allowed to be this fucking romantic.”
“What are you going to do about-”
She holds a pillow over my face until I go limp. Jerking it back, she looks at me with worry, then swats me when I smile. I curl her back against me as she grumbles about me scaring her.
“Am I allowed to tell you sweet dreams?” I ask playfully.
“You’re allowed to make them sweet.”
We just cuddle and pet each other until we fall asleep.
On Friday, Valerie adjusts the sexy red dress she has on. Her cleavage is lickable and her legs are drool-worthy. Though, that’s not exactly new. She curls her hair and does her makeup that makes her face look softer than I’ve ever seen it. She looks almost innocent.
She takes a slow breath as she puts on killer black heels that lift her another four inches. Hunter walks in, fumbling with his sleeves. I know he’s nervous. Valerie rolls her eyes and walks to him, fixing his sleeves and kissing his cheek softly.
“It’s okay, lover,” She purrs. “We’re going to be fine. I trust you.”
“I don’t trusthim, dorogaya.” Then he pulls her tighter against him. “Especially not with you dressed so fucking delectably.”
She strokes over his chest. “If you think I’m the only one in this group that is delicious, you’re wrong. I’m going to have to fight women tonight.”
Hunter kisses her softly, then jerks back. “Am I going to ruin your lipstick?”
“With you three, I’d have to be crazy to wear lipstick that will smudge.” She walks over to Lief and pouts at his long sleeves. “No tattoos on display?”
“I’m getting lost in the crowd and driving separately,” He says, then strokes the back of her neck. “All your flirting has to wait.”
“As if I can ever be patient with you, Viking.” She kisses him hard and hungry, definitely putting a whole night worth of kisses into his mouth. When she draws back, she’s panting. “I better not see other girls dancing on you. Thatwillset my temper off.”
“You’d be jealous?” He actually seems surprised.
“Of course, I would be! You’re gorgeous, tall, strong, and plenty sensitive when you want to be. Not to mention your cuddling skills.”
He blushes, actually blushes, but only kisses her temple and heads out. I wrap my arm around Valerie and she kisses me softly. “Let’s do this boys.”
Despite her apparent confidence, I can tell she’s nervous in the car. I keep rubbing her shoulders from the back seat and she gently touches my hand, thanking me. But I know it’s not easy to calm her down.
How much more confused will she be when we’re at a kink club and not a normal one? We park and Hunter walks in with a power that I try to top. Some habits can’t be killed. We both have an arm around Valerie and the bouncer doesn’t dare stop us.
Valerie holds her breath, with her ID ready, but I tut and put it back in her purse. “You don’t need that, baby doll.”
“Good to see you again, Sir.” The bouncer gives a little bow.
Valerie looks between us with confusion and Hunter winks. “You don’t think I was only involved inonebusiness, do you?”
But then her eyes go wide as we walk in. Naked women, women and men in bondage gear, others in just lingerie, like the waitresses and waiters, and people who are barely wearing anything at all fill the club. The music is hot and sultry, the lights low. Red and black are the prominent colors and sex appeal rolls off everyone and everything.
Lief edges by us, like an excited partier, eager to get in the crowd. Valerie watches him with wonder, but we whisk her to a private area. She swallows as moans and screams of pleasure echo from behind a purple-lit hallway.
“What is this?”
“The best club that any VIP can get access to,” Hunter says simply. “All about Kink and pleasure.”
Hunter moves a gauzy black curtain and guides Valerie onto the purple wrap-around couch. He snaps his fingers and a waiter appears. The man has on black leather shorts and suspenders. He winks at Valerie.
“What can I get you, sir?”
“Sex on the beach,” She says, eyeing him for a long moment.