Carrie's Answer
“She was naked, sprawled on her flat stomach. Her ass was still a delightful pink from his hand, and she was sated and silent, his personal favorite kind of woman. Marcus owned this private room in the club Velvet Ice. He occasionally allowed his lovers to stay the night if they chose, but he never did. The idea of spending the night in the same bed with one of his lovers made him nauseated.
A rustle of fabric behind him drew his attention away from the sleeping woman.
“Come on, I’m thirsty.” Da...niel opened the door, and Marcus followed his best friend out of the VIP suites and into the low-lit hallway.
They passed another couple going into a private room. The woman wore red leather from head to toe. She was holding a leash attached to a collar worn by a very well-known Detroit businessman. Marcus acknowledged the couple with a slight nod. The club contract stated clearly that all members’ identities were confidential. To outsiders, the third-floor VIP suites were no more than a rumor.MoreLess
A rustle of fabric behind him drew his attention away from the sleeping woman.
“Come on, I’m thirsty.” Da...niel opened the door, and Marcus followed his best friend out of the VIP suites and into the low-lit hallway.
They passed another couple going into a private room. The woman wore red leather from head to toe. She was holding a leash attached to a collar worn by a very well-known Detroit businessman. Marcus acknowledged the couple with a slight nod. The club contract stated clearly that all members’ identities were confidential. To outsiders, the third-floor VIP suites were no more than a rumor.MoreLess
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