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awful shoes and pressed her heels against the hardwood floor. The simple move made her feel instantly better, more like herself, instead of a pale imitation of someone else.
    Paige drew in a deep breath. The combined scents of candle wax and leather were strangely calming. She leaned back so that her neck rested in the curve of Alan’s open palm. His skin was warm against hers. She felt a measure of fight go out of her.
    “What does one do about that?” she asked.
    “Sensation can be a powerful remedy.” His voice was low, his look hungry.
    “Sensation?” Her voice trembled a little. She felt a strange urge to lean closer, but resisted. “Pleasure, you mean.”
    She must have imagined the little flash that lit up his eyes, making it seem like they glowed with their own light. “And pain,” he said. “In just the right balance.”
    Paige turned away. How could he know? She’d brought up the idea of a little kinky play to Zach—once. It had been early on in their relationship. He’d looked at her like she was a freak for asking that he hold her wrists down during sex. She’d never asked for anything again.
    She looked around the room, trying to compose herself. Her eyes had adjusted to the dim light, and she could finally see into the dark corners of the lounge. What had been hidden when she first walked in was now fully revealed.
    Halfway down the bench a light-haired woman straddled a man. Her top was pulled down, and his hands teased the nipples of full breasts as she ground against him.
    The opposite corner was no better. Nowhere was.
    Paige snapped her gaze to floor in front of her. “Can we go somewhere else?”
    “Why?”
    “People are….”
    “Fucking.” He finished the thought for her. He didn’t seem the least bit shocked.
    Of course he wasn’t. This was Mercy Club. People came here to indulge their deepest fantasies.
    She had fantasies of her own. They might be a little dusty from disuse, but they were still there.
    Paige risked glancing up. A blond man, wider and more solid than any man had a right to be, sat across the narrow room. He looked almost bored, his head resting against the wall, his eyes closed. But why she couldn’t fathom. Two women kneeled at his feet, sharing his cock between them, licking and lapping at either side of him. Their tongues touched, intertwining at times in the most erotic kiss Paige had ever seen. Her pussy clenched as the fires of want began to build, hot and wild inside her.
    At that moment, the man’s eyes opened. His head snapped up. Bright blue eyes burned as they stared into hers. Now Paige knew she wasn’t imagining anything. Those eyes were lit from within. She tried to look away, but she was held fast to the sight, almost as if in a trance.
    “That’s Raine.” Paige shuddered at Alan’s soft breath against her ear.
    Paige shook her head, but she couldn’t pry her eyes off the sight of the two women bobbing up and down on him.
    “I want to go,” she said. Her voice was breathy, unconvincing.
    “No, you don’t.”
    Alan wrapped his arm around the juncture of her neck and shoulder and pulled. Paige hissed in a breath as she slid across the hard wood and crashed hard against his hip. It had been five years since anyone but Zach had laid hands on her, and she had forgotten how strong a man could be when he wanted. Effortlessly, he lifted her up and resettled her between his thighs.
    “You want to stay right here. You want me to touch you while you watch.”
    It was true, though Paige couldn’t imagine admitting it.
    He wrapped one arm around her, holding her fast to him. So close that the coarse stubble of his cheeks scratched against the back of her neck. He dipped his other hand down over the curve of her breast, making a little moan of approval. The sound went straight to the core of her. No one had ever made such a primal sound because of her. Never. Zach had barely paid attention to her body at all. Only now did she realize that his