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Filthy rich, seductively charming and absurdly handsome.
Dimitri Henderson.
I fell in love with a virtual stranger, the sweet talk and the fast cars, so when he invited me to Dubai, how could I refuse?
But he was nothing like he seemed.
Our twisted affair an illusion.
He filled my head with fantasy,
Then turned my whole world upside down.
Can I do the right thing, or will the bad guy win?
Excerpt
He led her the short distance to playroom six. Marius had checked out every room in the Dubai club, and this was by far his favorite. He was thrilled Peter had kept it available for them.
Pushing the black door open, Marius gestured for Jenny to go inside. The ambience was perfect. The dark-blue walls matched her dress, and the furniture was all a sleek ebony color. There were small collections of candles dotted around the outside of the room, and the faint scent of vanilla greeted his nostrils.
Jenny’s gaze swept over the interior, landing—inevitably—at the St. Andrew’s cross in the far corner. She turned to meet Marius’ eyes, her jaw falling open.
He laughed. “Are you okay?’
Jenny nodded. “I’ve only seen these things on the Internet, Sir,” she reminded him, and as though she was acting on instinct, Jenny wandered toward the blue leather piece. She passed a black bench complete with stirrups and apparently didn’t even notice it.
Marius watched her go, his cock swelling at the enthralled look on Jenny’s face. He was glad Jenny liked the idea of the cross, because Marius already had a plan to introduce her to it, and it started now.
“Time to strip for me.” His tone had fallen again, taking on that commanding timbre which always made Jenny move.
She turned to him, fiddling with her left earring.
“Now, Jenny,” he warned her.
Jenny exhaled. “Yes, Sir.” Her hands shifted to her right hip, easing the zipper down to her shapely thigh before she shrugged the clingy fabric from her shoulders.
Marius’ gaze fell over the soft curve of her breasts. Fuck. He couldn’t have possibly forgotten how hot the woman was in only a few hours, yet the way his cock tented his trousers made him wonder. Perhaps he had?
“Fold your dress and place it on the stool in the corner.”
Jenny’s nipples beaded at the order, but she complied, leaning down to collect the garment.
Marius watched her fine ass wiggle provocatively as she placed the dress down opposite him, the marks of his belt clear to see. If he didn’t know better, he could have sworn Jenny was teasing him—sashaying her hips and arching her back in some seductive display—not a good plan when she’d consented to surrender to him, at Dukes of all places.
Not a good plan at all.
“Stay right there.”
Marius’ command was almost a growl, and Jenny gasped, tilting her head to meet his gaze. She remained bent over the stool, though, her ass prone and exposed.
Marius approached. “Are you teasing me, little lady?”
Jenny’s gaze widened at his tone. “No, Sir.”
Marius ran his palm over the curve of her delicious ass, tracing the red marks his belt had left. He’d denied her the right to wear panties earlier, and that meant she was beautifully nude for him.
Nude and vulnerable.
“You’re sure?” He leaned over to cocoon her body, holding on to the blue velvet wall as he lowered his torso against her flesh. “Because that would be an audacious plan, Jenny.”
Jenny’s breath hitched. “Dimitri.”
Marius lifted his palm and swatted her defenceless cheeks.
“Sir,” he snarled. “And if I have to tell you again then I’m adding five strokes with whichever implement I decide to play with.”
And Jenny didn’t know it yet, but Dukes had quite the collection.
“I’m sorry,” she gasped. “Sir.”
“Okay, Jenny,” he murmured, allowing the hand that had spanked her to roam across her midriff and up to her left breast. “Up you get now. It’s time we decorated you.”
Jenny rose slowly, those blue eyes meeting his smirk until she finally straightened.
“Arms behind your back,” he commanded, ensuring his gaze never left her.
She bit her lip again as she obeyed him, her eyes wide.
“Have you ever worn clamps, Jenny?”
Marius suspected he knew the answer to that question, but there was something darkly illicit about hearing the admission from Jenny’s lips.
She shook her head. “No, Sir.”
“They’re going to look fabulous.” He reached forward to grasp her pebbling nipples between his thumbs and index fingers. “And you’re going to love the way they bite.”
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Dimitri is definitely living up to the title. And isn't teasing okay if you eventually follow through? Guess Dimitri doesn't see it that way. Teasing for him means his sub is attempting to top from the bottom. Definite no-no, but makes for an enticing snippet.
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