Playing with Her

“I wasn’t expecting Summer to be here tonight,” Rick said, drawing Mac’s attention back to the conversation and the interested glances both he and his stepbrother were casting toward the young, curvy blonde woman. “Is she here strictly for Stephanie’s party or to play?”

“To play, but she is a club virgin,” Mac pointed out, and was surprised to see Summer glance demurely at Rick and Declan, too, then bite her bottom lip. “Stephanie gave her an invitation, and from what my fiancée told me, Summer was quite eager to explore the club and what it has to offer.”

Rick pushed his hands into the front pockets of his trousers, a small frown marring his brows. “I’ve talked to her at a few of the get-togethers you and Dean have had at your places, and while I’ve been attracted to her, I’ve never made a move on Summer because she seems . . . inexperienced when it comes to BDSM.”

Dean laughed. “See all those women at the table with Stephanie?” he asked, jutting his chin back in that direction at the gathering of girlfriends, who all but Summer had significant others there in the VIP lounge. “They were all inexperienced the first time they walked into The Players Club, including my wife, Jillian. But none of them were innocent or naïve, and they certainly knew enough about the place that they hadn’t come here for vanilla sex.”

Mac grinned at the two men. “Maybe Summer is waiting for the right guy . . . or guys to come along and show her the finer aspects of BDSM.”

Mac watched as Paige jumped up from the table where the girls were gathered, then returned a few moments later with a birthday cake for Stephanie, simply decorated with a few lit candles on top. He’d half expected the dessert to be adorned with dirty, kinky objects from Raina’s shop, but he supposed the women were saving that raunchy stuff for Stephanie’s bachelorette party in a few weeks. After Stephanie blew out her candles, Kendall cut the cake and served everyone a piece.

“So, do you think Summer would be interested in a ménage?” Rick asked, his tone curious. Clearly, he was speaking for himself and Declan, who hadn’t looked away from the pretty blonde.

“It wasn’t listed on her paperwork as a hard limit,” Mac said, remembering at least that much about Summer’s preferences. “So she might be open to the possibility of a threesome, but you’ll have to confirm that with her directly.”

Rick nodded at Mac’s pointed tone. “We’ll be sure to respect her limits.”

“Be sure that you do, or you’ll have to answer to Stephanie.” As sweet as his fiancée could be, if anyone dared to hurt someone she cared about, she wouldn’t hesitate to bust some balls.

Even though Rick knew Mac wasn’t joking, he chuckled lightly. “Enough said.”

Chapter Four

“Looks like the boys are starting to get restless,” Paige announced as she cast a surreptitious glance across the VIP lounge to where Sawyer, Logan, and Jace were standing together, waiting for Stephanie’s little birthday celebration with her girlfriends to end so they could take their wives—Paige, Raina, and Kendall respectively—to other parts of the club for an evening of decadent pleasure.

“They need to learn patience, which isn’t a strong suit with any of those alpha men,” Raina teased as she took a bite of the red velvet cake Kendall had served to each of them.

“I think they’re doing pretty damn good considering all the obscene grinding going on between the couples out in the dance area, which is like watching soft porn,” Kendall said with a laugh.

Stephanie glanced in that direction and agreed it was like being a voyeur to a hedonistic pre-fucking ritual. The scene of writhing bodies entwining explicitly made the term dirty dancing pale in comparison. The music wasn’t as loud in their private area, but down below it was a pulsing, sexual rhythm that shook the walls and floors. Stephanie could even feel the beat vibrating through her own body, a pounding staccato that definitely had an arousing element to it.

“I don’t know about you ladies, but I’m way past ready to get tied up in Sawyer’s ropes,” Paige said, sounding excited about the prospect. “I’ll see everyone later.”

With a finger wave, she sauntered across the lounge to her husband, who watched her approach with a wolfish grin. Clearly, he was equally eager to enjoy a little bondage with Paige this evening.

Raina and Kendall dispersed, too, heading to their significant others, who didn’t waste any time whisking them out of the VIP lounge and to whatever part of the club they’d reserved for the night. That left Stephanie, Jillian, and Summer at the table, and Stephanie was reluctant to leave the younger woman alone, considering it was her first time at the club.

“Do you want us to stick around a while longer until you’re more comfortable?” Jillian asked Summer, seemingly feeling the same protectiveness toward her.

Summer shook her head, causing her wavy blonde hair to shift across her bare shoulders. “Actually, I think I’m good,” she murmured, and peered shyly at something, or someone, behind Stephanie.

It wasn’t the first time she’d caught Summer looking in that direction. Curious to know who or what had captured the other woman’s attention, Stephanie glanced over her shoulder. She felt her eyes widen when she found Rick and the hot guy standing beside him staring back at Summer just as av

idly.

She didn’t recognize the dark blonde-haired man Rick was with, but judging by the undisguised heat in their eyes, it was clear they both were interested in Summer. Stephanie returned her shocked gaze to the woman standing across the table from her, wondering if she’d misread her inexperience in this lifestyle. “Have you ever been in a threesome?”

“Ummm . . . no,” Summer admitted, even as her face flushed a light shade of pink. “But it’s a super-hot fantasy, and there’s a first time for everything, right? Considering I’m in a safe, controlled environment here at the club, I figure why not go for it if the opportunity presents itself.”

Stephanie laughed. “You have a good point, and if the way the two of them are eating you up with their gazes is any indication, I do believe the opportunity is going to present itself, so get ready to double your pleasure.”

Summer tipped her chin up a few inches. “I am ready.”

“Wow,” Jillian said, blinking at Summer in complete surprise. “Look at you, being all bold and fearless.”

One of Summer’s shoulders lifted in a shrug, though she was smiling impishly. “What’s the saying . . . no guts, no glory?”

Stephanie was more than a little impressed with Summer’s confidence, which made it a bit easier not to worry about her. Besides, they all knew Rick, and Stephanie trusted him with Summer and her inexperience. It was the wild card standing beside him that Stephanie wasn’t so sure of, but Summer was right. She was in a safe, sane, and consensual environment, with a safe word to stop anything she didn’t want to happen. So, why not be adventurous and enjoy herself?