Summer.
“Do you think she’ll be okay?” Stephanie asked, even though she’d just assured herself that Summer would be fine.
“What she does here at the club, and with whom, is her choice,” Mac said as he trailed a hand down the back of Stephanie’s dress and settled his warm palm on the curve of her ass, making her very aware of the fact that he hadn’t let her put her panties back on after their tryst at home, or remove the anal toy that was still in place. “Let Summer figure things out for herself.”
“You’re right,” she said on a sigh as she met her fiancé’s gaze again. “I just can’t help but feel protective of her.”
Mac arched a brow, humor glimmering in the depths of his eyes. “If that’s the case, then you shouldn’t have given her an invitation to The Players Club.”
A small frown furrowed her brow, because again, Mac was correct. “I just don’t want anyone to take advantage of how sweet and guileless she is.”
“I personally guarantee that no one is going to take advantage of Summer,” Mac assured Stephanie before giving her a sinful grin. “Besides, don’t you remember how sweet and guileless you were before I corrupted you?”
Stephanie laughed. “I was never guileless.”
“Mmm. I beg to differ.” Mac leaned close and nuzzled his face against her neck, his warm breath feathering across her skin, causing her to shiver. “You had no fucking idea what you were getting into with me.”
She couldn’t deny that truth, along with the many shocking ways he’d managed to arouse her mind and body with his wicked sexual preferences. “And now you’ve completely ruined me, because mediocre sex just won’t do.”
“Thank fucking God,” he said on a low, sexy growl, then met her gaze, his own suddenly dark and hot. “No more talking about Summer or anyone else. It’s time for your birthday present.”
Excitement surged through Stephanie as Mac took her hand in his and led the way out of the lounge, giving her no choice but to follow. Yeah, he was done with any idle chitchat, and quite honestly, she was dying to know what he had in store for her.
Chapter Five
With single-minded determination, Mac escorted Stephanie up to their private suite at The Players Club, which was located on the upper level of the mansion and away from the general population. On the way, he didn’t stop or say anything more to Stephanie, not wanting to give himself the chance to change his mind about the eccentric and unconventional gift he’d bought for her.
Once they arrived, he led her past the living room and connecting kitchen and straight to the adjoining room designed in black leather and chrome, which was equipped with all their favorite playthings—all sorts of kinky BDSM furniture, cabinets filled with restraints, paddles and sex toys, a bondage bed, and other erotic fixtures situated throughout the room.
There was one new addition in the corner, currently covered with a red silk sheet to disguise what was beneath, and it immediately caught Stephanie’s attention. Once he closed the door to the playroom and released her hand, she walked toward the concealed and oddly shaped object. Mac followed, his heart hammering hard and fast in his chest with a mix of anticipation and those annoying doubts he just couldn’t shake.
Her beautiful face was etched with curiosity, and she lifted a hand, intending to pull the sheet off, but Mac lightly and quickly slapped her hand away before she could expose what was beneath. She jerked her fingers back and gave him a startled look for his silent reprimand.
“No touching,” he said in a deep, authoritative voice, letting her know that they were already shifting into a scene. That he was in control and she was his to command.
Confusion filled her blue eyes as they met his, even as she automatically slipped into a more demure, submissive role. “Isn’t this my birthday present?”
“It is,” he confirmed with a curt nod. “But did I give you permission to uncover it?”
She shook her head. “No, sir,” she said softly.
He came up behind her, unzipped her dress, and pushed her sleeves off her arms. The gown slithered down her body, the red pool of fabric settling around her ankles, leaving her completely naked since she wasn’t wearing a bra or panties.
He trailed his fingers down the slope of her bare spine and felt her shiver beneath his touch. “You don’t get to unwrap your gift until after your punishment,” he murmured into her