“What do you want me to say? I like sex—”
“Tell me something I don’t know.”
I sit up to try and slap him, but he grips my wrist and kisses it instead.
“I’m only messing, princess. Come on, I want to know; it’s all history, I know that.”
“Fine, but this had better be a judgment free zone.”
“It is, I promise.”
He holds my hand, gently stroking it with his.
I sigh. “I just never wanted a relationship or to get close to anyone, hook-ups were easier. I dabbled in college for a bit but hated the aftermath of it, all the gossip, and everyone knowingyour business. So that’s why I started meeting guys at that bar, Platinum. I did some work for the manager, so they looked after me, and I knew I’d never see any of the men again, so it never mattered.”
“I thought that might be the type of place you like to hang out,” he says.
“Fuck no, you think I could afford to drink there and that I wanted to listen to that shitty music.”
I try to yank my hand out of his to show my mock annoyance, but he doesn’t let me go. He’s taking this okay, so I suppose I should tell him everything…
“I toyed with the idea of joining Sinful Secrets.”
“What’s that?” he asks, “Like a dating app?”
“Not exactly… it’s a sex club.”
“A sex club?”
“Yeah, it’s an exclusive members-only club where you meet people for sex, but it specializes in kink and stuff.”
“Where is it?”
“On the outskirts of Tynerston; it’s this gorgeous villa set in its own land.”
“Wait, there’s a sex club in Tynerston? Shit, you wait until the guys hear about this.”
“Well like I said, it’s members-only, and I’m pretty sure everyone who goes there is loaded.”
“You um… you ever go?” he asks.
“I went to one of their opening night events and met a few people, some of which ended in hook-ups outside of the club. But it was all very intense.”
“How do you mean?”
“I like a bit of kink, but they were very into their kink, and I had my limits I guess.”
His eyes darken as they roam my body; the robe doesn’t matter; he knows every inch of what’s underneath.
“What kind of stuff did you do?” he asks, “And… what did you like?”
My heart beats a little faster; is this turning him on?
“Well,” I say, lifting my knee slightly so my robe falls free, exposing my thigh; his eyes dart to it before meeting mine again. “It was the first time I realized I liked having other people take control a bit. With everything going on it was nice to not have to think.”
I fiddle with the tie of my robe, no longer able to meet his gaze, his eyes so intense.
“Go on,” he says, his voice deeper than usual.
