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pleased that someone was looking out for Adam.
    “Yes. Master Oliver -- all the masters I’ve worked with -- are conscientious.”
    “It did seem like that kind of club. It’s good to know they follow through.”
    “Safety is their number one priority. I’ve never seen a top hurt a sub there.”
    “Well, I hope I can still join, even though I kind of blew the, ah, testing phase.”
    “I think you’ll do well. It’s easy to tell.”
    “So you think they’ll let me join?”
    “I would never speak for the masters, Sir.”
    “Probably wise.” He smiled at Adam. “So, what do you like best about dancing?”
    “The touching. The...” Adam pinked, words trailing off.
    “Oh, don’t stop there. Please. Tell me.”
    “I... There’s a freedom to it.”
    “You can just close your eyes and let yourself go, right?” He grinned and squeezed Adam’s hand.
    Adam nodded, so serious. “You don’t have to be so careful.”
    That made him stop, at least in his mind. Subs tended to look to their Doms for control, for the safety to let themselves go. Adam’s experience in submission was in controlling himself. Would Adam be able to let go in a scene with his ‘real’ Dom? It was an interesting thought. Arousing, too.
    They came up to Easy’s, the music loud enough to hear from the street, but not thumping and making the sidewalk vibrate like some clubs.
    “Is this good for you, Sir?”
    “It is. It’s great.” He brought Adam’s hand up to his mouth, kissed it.
    Adam’s smile was warm, eyes surprised.
    “Let’s go dance.”
    “Yes, Sir.” Adam kissed his cheek, nodded, and they went in.

Chapter Two
    Dancing.
    They were dancing.
    Adam let his head fall back as he moved to the music. It made it easier to forget that he’d let a man -- a brand new, strange man -- get to him. This never happened to him. Never.
    Matt’s body was solid and warm, brushing and sliding against his. There was something about Matt -- Adam wasn’t sure what it was, even. The man had been lovely, a true gentleman.
    The music slowed, the driving beat fading away in favor of something slinky and sensual. Matt’s arm went around his back, drawing him close.
    Oh. He moaned and went with the sensations, their hips sliding together. Matt’s mouth slid along his neck, breath hot. Adam felt his heartbeat speed. Oh...
    “God, you’re sexy.” Matt’s hand slid down to his ass, cupped him.
    The words made him hum, warmed him. Flattery, but it worked here on the dance floor.
    Matt moved well, leading him effortlessly. Adam closed his eyes and followed, the music and heat sending him to the moon. He could feel the heat of Matt’s cock against him, the hardness of it as they rubbed close together. His own body responded, and that unnerved him. He didn’t get off during work.
    He reminded himself that he wasn’t working.
    The music changed again and Matt drew him closer, murmured in his ear. “Are you thirsty? Or hungry?”
    “Are you? We can stop.”
    “Only if you want a break. This evening is for you, Adam.”
    “I’m fine.” He was happy.
    “Then more dancing it is.” Matt kept him close despite the return of the driving rhythm, their bodies pushing and rubbing together.
    His body went tight, cock filling, and he couldn’t hide it, his arousal. Matt pulled him even closer, eyes intent on his. He found himself a little unnerved, a little wigged out by his own response.
    Breaking eye contact, Matt rubbed their cheeks and then spoke into his ear. “Let go, Adam. You’re not on the clock anymore, remember?”
    “I.” That made him shiver, that Matt had noticed his slip of control. “I’m sorry, Sir.”
    “Never apologize for reacting to me.” Matt kissed his ear. “I like that you get aroused by dancing with me.”
    That sweet, tiny kiss sent heat, electricity through his body.
    Someone bumped into him from behind, pushing him hard against Matt. Their bodies pressed together, knees to shoulder, his cock against Matt’s