The Pleasure of Sin
so simple it jolted her.
    Because this was Clay.
    She could not walk away from this indiscretion with a shiver of guilt as satisfaction raced through her body. Once she gave in, he would not let her run anymore. Deep down, she knew that.
    Giving in would give him a power that she could never outrun.
    Frustrated with him and herself, she pushed at his shoulders. He backed up, his surprise evident.
    “Get out,” she said, her voice shaking.
    His jaw clenched. “I could take you right now, and we both know it.”
    She did know it.
    That was what made this so hard.
    “Don’t,” she pleaded.
    “I won’t. Not now. But soon you’re going to have to stop lying to yourself about what’s happening between us. Soon, you’re going to have to face me.”
    His words stole the air from her lungs, and she could do nothing but watch him walk over to the door. Once he reached it, he turned to face her.
    “Stay away from Alex Talbot. You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into,” he cautioned her.
    She squared her shoulders as her eyes met his. “Tell me, then. Why do you hate Alex Talbot so much?”
    He stared at her for a moment, and she thought he would soon divulge everything. But, then, he spoke. “How I feel about Alex Talbot isn’t important. Just stay away.”
    Her eyes sparkled as she met his gaze. “Why should I trust you?”
    The look on his face confirmed just how much the question hurt. “Because I care about you, Jade. Because I don’t want to see you end up like Ruby.”
    The shock of his statement didn’t wear off, even after he had left her.
    What did he mean?
    Had the warning she just received come from a friend or a killer?
    * * * *
    The next night, Jade found herself following Zoë into Club X. As much as she wanted to avoid the place, she couldn’t lose sight of the fact that she still needed answers. Zoë had been all too happy to escort her tonight. She was almost certain that the other woman felt like she was helping her through some sort of sexual awakening.
    Zoë walked in ahead of her, her stride intent as she eased through the darkened halls. Jade tried to keep up, but something to the right caught her attention. She entered the dark corridor, following the light at the end of the hall. When she reached the room, her eyes widened. She glanced around only to realize that she was alone.
    A woman sat on her knees on the floor. A red collar around her neck was the only thing she wore. Her eyes met Jade’s and held for a moment. A movement behind her made Jade realize that the woman was not alone. A man stood behind her, his black hair short. The leather pants he wore outlined his already bulging erection. His chest was bare, except for a smattering of curly hair that crept down his middle. In his hand, he held a thin black strap that was attached to the woman’s collar.
    Jade watched as he spoke to the woman, but she couldn’t quite make out the words. She watched the woman turn around and crawl over to him. Once she knelt in front of him, she tilted her head back to give him a docile look of acceptance. He said something to her, and she reached up to unzip his pants. She slid them down his narrow hips, his erection springing free before her. She watched as the other woman teased the tip of his penis with her tongue.
    Jade felt arousal dampen the thin material of her thong. The scene was so carnal, so intense. Never before had she thought that being commanded by another person could be so provocative, so enticing. She had never even allowed another man to tie her up. But watching the couple in the room, she began to want to give herself to a man, to give up her will completely. She felt her juices coat the thin layer of her panties. Her nipples tightened in anticipation. The woman’s tongue traced the length of his penis from base to tip.
    Suddenly, she felt a presence behind her. She knew who it was even before she felt his hard body press against her, his lips on her shoulder. She

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