“Ready for later?” he asks holding my gaze.
“I am.” I can’t wait to go back to the club with him. It feels like it’ll be different to how we were last time.
He leans forward like he’s going to chance kissing me and I tilt my head up to receive his lips.
It doesn’t happen though because the door opens and we move apart when Dad comes in.
“Hey there,” Dad says looking from me to Dante. The slight squint in his eyes makes me wonder if he suspects something.
“Hey, what’s up?” Dante asks him.
“I just needed to show you something. I… hope I wasn’t interrupting anything.”
I look him over and I can tell he does suspect something. We were standing too close and we probably looked like we were going to kiss.
“Not at all,” Dante says and looks back to me. “I’ll see you later Rachel.”
“Later.”
He walks out of the meeting room with Dad and I’m left staring after them.
Secrets…
Dante isn’t a man I want to keep secret. What other choice do I have now though?
The minute we got down to the doors pass the bar on the main floor of the club, I knew we were heading down to the sex dungeon.
Dante is dressed in full black and he’s wearing a plain black mask. I’m dressed in a navy lacy babydoll that’s completely see through with a matching thong and mask.
I wore a robe the same color over it because I don’t want anyone to see my body besides him.
I met him here five minutes ago and he led me out here. The last time I went down here was not good. It was my first time trying anything BDSM related and the guy I was with was too rough with me. I haven’t done anything like that since. The thought of doing anything at all with Dante is making my head spin.
We get down the steps that lead to the dungeon and he leads me through a set of doors I haven’t been to before.
“What’s here?” I ask him.
He smiles down at me and his eyes sparkle. “A private dungeon.”
“Private?”
“Yes, when you know certain people you get certain privileges.” He chuckles.
I smile at that. “What else do you have privileges to?”
“You’ll find out in good time Princesa.”
We continue down the path and head to a set of large oak doors which open automatically for us.
It leads into a suite like the one we spent the night in a few nights ago, except this is designed for BDSM in every sense of the word.
There’s a large king-sized bed at the far corner and next to it is a large X shaped apparatus with leather cuffs attached to it. All along the walls are various types of things like that. Chains and whips and other sexual toys line a shelf.
I look at it all and arousal claws at my insides. Arousal and a spark of curiosity. I didn’t know Dante was into anything like this.
He releases my hand and steps forward to face me and takes off his mask.
“Welcome to my dark side,” he says with a small smile. It’s sexy yet tentative. I get the feeling that if I was someone else he wouldn’t be tentative. He’d be the dominant I’m used to seeing. It’s just because it’s me why he’s being careful.