Excerpt:
James Williams sat at the bar, nursing his
second beer of the night. He took a shallow swig and thought
about getting home. He wasn’t sure why he hung out
here, anyway. Incognito was a great place, and the price
of beer was reasonable—it should be seeing how much
he dropped last month for a year’s membership—but
it wasn’t doing him much good. He still hadn’t
met anyone he clicked with. Anyone that could make him feel
the way he wanted to feel.
He turned a bit on the stool and looked across the room
to the only man who made him...tingle. Not that Soren had
ever paid him any mind. James figured he wasn’t Soren’s
type. As usual, a lithe, young male stray slave sat at the
table with Soren. James was not lithe, young or a slave.
Though he would love for a man like Soren to take the reins
and show him what it was like...
Soren looked up from the slave just then and caught James
staring at him.
Shit. He swiveled toward the bar and wished he could crawl
under it. He might not be a slave, but he knew better than
to break cardinal law in this place and openly stare at
a Dom. And Soren was one of the biggest, baddest looking
Doms in the club.
James took another swig of his beer and let out a slow
breath. He should just go home and make sure Pop was okay.
He hated leaving his grandfather with a babysitter, but
he did need a night out now and then, didn’t he? Deserved
one once a week?
Justifying it didn’t take away the guilt. He downed
the last, warming swallow from the beer bottle and, ready
to take his leave, laid a bill on the bar and nodded at
Tyrone.
The beefy bartender returned the gesture then said, “Don’t
look now, but here he comes.”
“Who?” James turned and came face-to-face,
practically nose-to-nose, with the object of his lust. He
swallowed hard and dropped his gaze, as a good sub should
do.
“Every Friday night for the past month I’ve
see you staring at me,” Soren said, his voice low,
gravelly, and sexy as hell.
“Yes, Sir,” James answered, keeping his voice
even and strong. He mustn’t show that he was terrified
he’d insulted the man. He knew the rules of Incognito
and wasn’t sure he was up to a lashing if he’d
offended a Dom of Soren’s caliber. James hadn’t
realized that Soren had noticed him watching before tonight.
Soren leaned in until his muscled pecs almost touched James’
chest. “Why?”
The man was built better than any Greek god. James stared
at the well-formed chest and abs revealed by the open leather
vest. His hair, the color of fall wheat, looked silky. He
had a tattoo of a red and black dragon on his left arm from
shoulder to forearm. His biceps were the size of small trees.
His thighs, encased in tight leather pants...
“Answer me,” Soren said, his voice a low growl.
James swallowed. “I’m sorry, Sir, if I offended
you. You are...” Beautiful. Amazing. Everything I’ve
ever dreamed of. “...hard to resist.”
A shiver scooted up James’ spine at Soren’s
soft chuckle. “Come with me.”
When Soren turned and headed down the hallway leading to
the voyeur rooms, James’ heart almost leaped from
his chest in excitement. In fear. Dear God, was he ready
for this? Could he?
Soren stopped and turned back, one eyebrow raised in question.
James didn’t hesitate. He’d be a moron to pass
up this opportunity. One he’d been fantasizing about
since he saw Soren for the first time.
When James reached him, Soren flipped the brass sign to
Occupied and pushed open the door to one of Incognito’s
many voyeur rooms. He’d only been in a couple, and
this one was different. He almost laughed at the absurdity
of it set up like a stable with bales of hay and wooden
walls.
“Kneel,” Soren said, his tone almost whip-like.
The door shut, and James heard the lock turn. He took another
deep breath, turned to face Soren, and dropped to his knees.
He bowed his head and folded his hands together behind his
back. Thank God for the Internet and everything one can
learn there. Certain things were expected on which even
Incognito’s long list of rules didn’t expound.
Such as how to present oneself to a Dom.
The sound of a zipper rasped in the silence. “Suck
my cock,” Soren said.
