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lips only inches away from hers. “To make you burn from my voice alone?”
    Emotion she thought long forgotten welled inside her chest as she fought to maintain her composure. Once upon a time, she had wanted Drake more than anything else. Now she was a stranger, and from the look of his erection straining at his pants, he wanted her almost as much as she yearned for him. Without the mushy gushy girl part of course.
    A frown pulled at her face. Make up your damned mind, Melody, he’s waiting . With a deep cleansing breath, she buried the past and smiled up at him. She could give him free reign for a little while. She'd always wanted to experience this, to let go and be mastered. And at least her first time would be with Drake, not a stranger.
    “Do you want to say no?”
    Melanie would have said no and run screaming from the club, but she wasn't here anymore.
    “Or do you want to say yes?” His breath whispered across her cheek. “Are you going to let me teach you the pleasure in pain?” His hands gripped at her shoulders and pulled her closer. “Tell me.”
    “Yes, I want all of it.” And she did.
    His mouth covered hers in a sizzling kiss. Hungry. Aching. Needy. Melody opened to him, accepting the greedy thrust of his tongue, which delivered the uniqueness of Drake she remembered all too well. Spice and honey exploded within her on a blast of heat her body craved. Her head swam and her legs weakened. She moaned into his mouth, and he swallowed the hungry sound.
    He edged her back closer to the bench as his hand slipped underneath her skirt once again, rough hands kneading her buttocks. Heat spiked and she thought her blood might begin to boil at any moment.
    He continued to eat at her mouth with short nips of his teeth and long swipes of his tongue against hers. She pressed into him, wishing she could rub her bare nipples against him, not her corset. Desperate for more contact, she grabbed at his shoulders.
    Drake eased his lips from her mouth, pinned her with a warning look, and pulled her arms down to her side.
    “When you tell me to stop, I'll stop. But don't say it unless you really mean it. Otherwise you wait for instruction.” Drake pushed against the small of her back, leaning her over the cool leather padding.
    A shudder ran through her. The tone of his command, the pressure of his hand. He wanted to give her a taste of this dark and kinky lifestyle right here in the midst of a crowded club where anyone could amble by and watch and not a single objection raised in her mind. The eroticism of that stunned her.
    “Lift up your skirt for me, Melody.” Drake's tone changed, becoming rougher and authoritative.
    Her stomach clenched in excitement as she anticipated living out one of her long held fantasies. Yeah, Drake's punishment could wait a while longer . Melody reached behind her back and grabbed the edge of her skirt, wiggling it above her hips, baring her ass to him. The cool air of the room rushed over her heated skin, setting off pulsing sensations in her pussy. Her muscles tightened in impatience as she waited for his next move.
    “Relax, Melody.”
    His words didn't prepare her for the sensation of cool leather rubbing her ass. She swung her head around to see that Drake had a riding crop in his hand, feathering it over her skin.
    “Unless you want me to blindfold and strap you down, you will stay face down unless I tell you otherwise. Do you understand?”
    She understood all right. Understood that the leather stroking her bottom was driving her mad, and the command in his voice turned the ache between her legs into a throb. More. She wanted more.
    Drake's hands gripped the silky strip of her thong and peeled it slowly down below her buttocks. The touch of his hands disappeared and was quickly replaced by the leather tip of the crop sliding through the crease of her ass and skimming the outside of her sex.
    “Oh yesss.” Her moans filled the space around them as her desire grew. Her clit