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is one of the most beautiful things you’ve ever given me, and I will always treasure that. You mean everything to me, baby girl.”
    His words, so filled with love, made her own chest tighten with deep emotion. Her skin flushed when she thought about how many people, strangers , had witnessed her total surrender to her husband at his most sexual, his most powerful, his true self no longer held back by his fear that he’d hurt her, or scare her with the intensity of his primitive, dominant needs.
    “I know I pushed you way beyond your comfort zone tonight, but you were absolutely stunning,” he said as he kissed the inside of each of the wrists he released from the leather cuffs before settling onto the bed beside her, his big hand splayed on her bare belly, so warm and comforting. “Are you ready to take a look at your surroundings?”
    She honestly wasn’t sure if she wanted to look out that window where dozens of people had gotten off on Dean fucking her. Where prying eyes had been privy to the intimacy between them. While she’d definitely enjoyed every erotic, provocative thing her husband had done to her, the blindfold had made it so easy to let go of all those inhibitions and succumb to the pleasure.
    But she had to face reality at some point, and she nodded, allowing Dean to remove the black silk mask. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the dim lighting, and she turned her head to look around. They were in a small, private bedroom, with an adjoining bathroom. The wooden chair she’d sat in was situated in the center of the room, and she forced her gaze to the wall facing that seat. She frowned when she realized that there wasn’t a large window for spectators, and quickly glanced back at Dean, who wore a very sexy, knowing smirk.
    “This isn’t a viewing room,” she said, stating the obvious as her mind replayed all the things they’d just done, and how the thought of being watched had elevated and heightened the thrill. Yet she couldn’t deny that a part of her was relieved to discover it had always been just the two of them, no one else.
    “No, it’s not,” he replied, the amusement in his eyes darkening to something more fierce and possessive. “You’re mine. I know that some men like to share their wives, but I don’t, and I won’t, ever . No man is going to see you naked, or go down on you, or watch me fuck you. That belongs to us .”
    Her husband wasn’t a romantic poet, but his words were the sweetest, most profound that she’d ever heard. “So, you planned all this, and wanted me to believe we were being watched?”
    “You liked it,” he stated matter-of-factly. “But it was all just a hot fantasy, a heady illusion that turned both of us on. I certainly didn’t get us an invitation to The Players Club to try something mundane or vanilla.”
    She laughed, because lately, there was absolutely nothing mundane or vanilla about her husband and sex. And tonight, he’d provided a way to push sexual limits without compromising the integrity of their marriage in any way.
    She rolled to her side so that she was facing him, so that she could finally put her hands on his muscled chest and touch him. “Maybe we can come back and try one of those themed rooms we saw, like the one with the jail cell, and you can dress up as a cop with handcuffs and do all kinds of naughty things to me.”
    Her suggestion made him chuckle. “Damn, I can hardly wait.”

CHAPTER FIVE

    “I ’d like to welcome Jillian Noble to our Cocktails and Cocks Club, and monthly get together,” Raina announced, and raised her lemon drop martini in a toast to their newest member.
    Paige, who was wearing a sexy black satin and lace corset and black jeans that accentuated her voluptuous curves, grinned her approval. “And our first married member at that. Considering she just celebrated her twentieth anniversary, we all might learn a thing or two from her.”
    Jillian laughed and clinked her glass with the other