“Maybe Jace is into another babe.” He sounds oddly happy. “They’re like magnets to that sex store.”
Axel’s so busted.
“Oh”—I laugh—“so you’re back at Delta’s, shopping for more anal-plug fans?”
“And nipple clamps,” he boasts. “They sell the best ones, but no. I’ve got my eye on someone else.”
A smile hits my face. I worried Axel’s ex-wife had broken him. Deep down, I fucking love my brothers. I only want them to be happy.
“Who is she?” I ask.
“She just left my office wearing a purple dress,” Axel reveals. “I’m following her now.”
The fucker’s being coy. “And her name?”
“Is MINE.” He pauses, sucking his teeth. “And I meant it about Alena. Hands off.”
Andwe’re back to Axel in dick mode.
Why?
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
ALENA
“Pretty please.”Vale bats her long lashes. “Kitties don’t like playing alone. Come on. Go to the club with me tonight.”
Standing in front of a wall of dildos, she’s the best bad influence.
I want to say yes. I’ve always been curious about the sex club, but…
“I can’t. My sorta grandmother owns it, and…” Excitement bubbles in my veins. I’ve never been able to say this to her. “And I kind of have a boyfriend.”
Vale’s eyes widen. “Mr. Eggplant Parmesan, isn’t it?” She grabs my hands, matching my excitement. “I knew it! Fuck work rules when you can fuck a hottie.”
“We haven’t fucked yet. But oh mygod.” I glance over my shoulder. We have the showroom to ourselves. Still, I lower my voice. “He has this way of touching me. Of wanting to please me. He said he wants to do it for hours; that he gets off on it.”
Vale licks her merlot lips, smiling. “Girl, you’ve scored the holy grail of lovers—aPleasure Dom.”
“A what?”
“A Pleasure Dom: they get off on giving orgasms, on controlling them.”
I wince. “You mean with whips and floggers? I don’t know if I want?—”
“They want whateveryouwant,” she explains. “It’s more than a kink; it’s their fetish.”
“Okay, Dr. Sex. I don’t even know how to suck a dick, much less the difference between a kink and a fetish with one.”
She looks too thrilled to tell me, as if I’ve scratched off the winning lottery ticket to a Mega Million Fucks.
“A kink is anything out of the norm.” She rolls her eyes. “Whatevernormalis, I think we’re all kinky. But a fetish? It means you need it to be sexually aroused. It means he feeds on your arousal. He needsyouto get off so he can.” She jumps up and down. “It’s like a carnival of cocks, and you’re the ride. You’re going to live an orgasmic, fairy-tale life, and I’m so happy for you!”
“So… so…” Why am I jumping up and down? “So, what do I do?”
“Uh, tell him what you want and let him give it to you, girl. For the rest of your life, and don’t lose him. Do you know how many women would die for a lover like that?”
“Lover?” I scrunch my face. “No offense to Tay-Tay, but no.”
