Caught on Camera: Part Four (3 page)

“Yeah, it does.” Reece glanced around. Blini wasn’t usually in his vocabulary, let alone on his menu.

At the table next to the one Cade had made a beeline for, two girls sat sipping from margarita glasses.

Reece noticed one of them follow Cade with her gaze. And who could blame her—he looked really fucking hot today, like a movie star, which of course he was.

She had shoulder-length, pencil-straight blonde hair, and bright scarlet lips. Reece had seen Hollywood starlets on the red carpet look less groomed. Her nails were long, the tips bright white and she wore a pale-blue dress, super-tight, that had stripes around it that would have made her look fat had she not been so skinny.

As Cade sat, she leaned into her friend, cupped her hand near her mouth and said something into her ear.

They both smiled and giggled.

The friend had curly dark hair that billowed down in bubbles from her head to her breasts. Her dress was brilliant red, the same as her friend’s lipstick, and very tight. She crossed and uncrossed her legs and settled her gaze on Reece.

Reece smiled, a little awkwardly, and sat opposite Cade to wait for their drinks.

“You okay?” Cade asked, picking up a cocktail menu and tapping it on his thigh.

“Yeah.”

“Sure?”

“Yeah.” Reece paused and glanced at the girls again. He tried not to grip the arms of the chair. “We have an audience here.”

“A few hours too early,” Cade said with a sexy grin.

Reece gave a huff of amusement and the girl smiled a little wider. She’d mistaken the twitch of his lips for him showing interest in her.

“Fuck,” Reece said, returning his attention to Cade.

“What?” Cade said.

“Those girls… They’re looking our way.”

Cade leaned forward, frowned. “It’s fine.” He smiled. “Chill out.”

Reece relaxed back and aimed his attention at the bar. The waiter was shaking a silver cocktail mixer, the ice rattling wildly.

“What do you think?” Cade asked, aiming his iPhone toward Reece.

“I like it,” Reece said, grinning and touching the side of the phone.

Cade had changed his screen-saver to the picture he’d just taken of them cheek-to-cheek at the slot machine.

“We look good together,” Cade said. “Really good.”

Reece nodded. He looked happy on the photograph—happier than he’d seen himself look in a long time. He wondered if that was how he’d look on film as well. Like a man falling in love. Would viewers be able to see that when they watched it?

“Here you are, sir.”

Reece shifted his arm as the waiter set down two cocktails in tall, stylish glasses. The liquid was creamy pink and the foam on top fizzed with bubbles.

He then rested a platter of blinis coated in tiny morsels of colorful tidbits.

“Thanks,” Cade said, taking the bill and settling up.

“Enjoy.” The waiter dipped his head then walked away.

“Cheers.” Cade lifted his glass to Reece. “Here’s to a good night of filming.”

“Yeah. Cheers.” Reece took a sip of the drink. It was champagne laced with cherries and perhaps vodka. He couldn’t be absolutely sure.

“It’s called Odin’s Raven.”

“What is?”

“The BDSM club tonight.”

“Weird name.”

“Apparently Odin was some badass Norse god who only had one eye because he traded the other one to drink at the well of wisdom. He had a raven who would fly around seeing things for him then sit on his shoulder and report back.”

“Sounds appropriate for a club with lots of voyeurism going on.”

“Yeah, I guess. This drink is good.” Cade took another sip then popped a blini topped with a sliver of smoked salmon into his mouth.

“Yes, it is. How do you know this stuff?”

“Bret told me when we were in Spain. He spends time there with his bloke.”

“He’s in a relationship?”

“Yeah, course. A bloke as hot as him isn’t going to be on the market, is he?”

“I suppose not.”

“Be good if they were there tonight. Would love to see him submitting.”

“He’s a sub?” Reece was surprised.

“Yeah, that’s what he told me. When he’s in a scene with his man, he wears a collar and does what he’s told.”

“I never would have thought.”

Cade leaned forward. “It takes a strong person to submit and let someone else take charge of their pleasure and pain.”

Reece nodded.

“You done it before?” Cade asked, crossing his legs and looking at Reece over the rim of his cocktail glass.

“Well no, not really. Not officially, but you know…” He shrugged. “I’m happy to hand myself over for a bit of fun.”

“It’s going to be more than fun.”

Reece grabbed another blini, caviar this time. It was salty and popped weirdly on his tongue. He washed the taste away with a sip of his cocktail and decided to avoid caviar in the future. “I haven’t gone through the whole script yet.”

“I’m glad.”

“Have you?”

“Yes. But I’d like it if you didn’t. You have hardly any lines anyway because of the gag.”

“Gag?”

Cade tipped his head and smiled. “I’ll look after you, you know?”

“Yeah, I trust you. It’s just…”

“What?”

Reece glanced at the girls. One of them was looking their way, the other browsing the drinks menu.

He leaned forward. “I’ve never—you know—been flogged before.”

Cade nodded. “Yes, I guessed as much.”

“So I’m not sure how I’ll cope.” He huffed. “Not that I’m a wimp with pain or anything. I broke my wrist last year. Didn’t even get it checked out for two days, just carried on working.” He held up his left hand. “It was this one, so I could still hold a paintbrush in my right.”

“But you’re missing the point. It’s not about pain that hurts. It’s about pain that gives you pleasure. Releases endorphins and makes you high, so high that when you do finally orgasm, it blows your mind.” He smiled. “It’s addictive. I promise you. Once you’ve done it once, submitted, come with your arse red and whipped, you’ll want it again.”

Reece let a slow smile spread on his face. The idea of coming with his arse red and Cade sucking his cock was a very pleasant one. But then so was the idea of flogging Cade’s arse and seeing him groan in pain and spurt his pleasure.

“So you’ve done it?” Reece said, knowing the answer already. “Come like that.”

“Yeah, a few times.”

“But tonight you’ll be holding the flogger and not on the receiving end?”

“Because that’s in the script.”

“But what if I’d like to have you bound up and make your cute arse red and sore then suck you off.”

Cade shifted on the seat. “I’d say that would make me very happy, Reece. And do you know why?”

“No.”

“Because I’m a switch. I can dish it out or take it. The question is, are you a switch too? Because if so, we really are more fucking compatible than I could ever have dared hope.”

Reece smiled. “I think we’ll know by the end of the day, don’t you?”

“Not really. You’re just subbing tonight.”

Reece shook his head. An idea was forming in his mind and he hoped to God Cade would go along with it.

“What are you thinking about?” Cade asked. “I know it’s dirty. I can tell by that twist in your smile.”

Reece laughed. “I’m thinking that…” He glanced at his watch. “In another ten minutes, we’ll head back to the room and I’ll try that flogger out on you.”

Cade snapped his chin up a little, clearly surprised by Reece’s forceful tone of voice and decision. “What?” he said, leaning in again and a flash of excitement crossing his eyes.

“You heard,” Reece said, raising his eyebrows. “We’ll go back to the room and I’ll strip you naked, tie you to the end of the bed and flog the hell out of your arse. When you’re red and sore and your dick feels like it will explode, I’ll make you come.”

“Yes,” Cade said, his voice low and a little breathy. “We should do that, so you’re not a complete novice.”

“And we’ll have plenty of time to recover before the show later. Six hours or so.”

“Hey, guys, would you like some company?”

Reece looked up and saw the brunette girl standing next to him holding a fresh cocktail.

“We were going to head to the blackjack table, but we decided to have another drink,” she said.

“And thought you guys might like some female conversation,” her blonde friend added.

Reece looked between the two of them then at Cade.

“That would be lovely,” Cade said, indicating the two free seats at their table.

Reece stared at him.
Lovely? Really?

“Oh, thanks,” said the blonde sitting quickly and holding her hand out to Cade. “I’m Mindie.”

“Cade.” Cade smiled and gestured to Reece. “This is Reece. But I’m afraid we have to go in ten minutes. We have some very important business to attend to.”

“Oh, are you here with work?” the brunette asked in her American twang. “I’m Stella, by the way.”

“Hi,” Reece said, studying her severely arched eyebrows. “And yes, work. We’re here with work.”

“And what line of business are you in?”

“We’re making a movie,” Cade said.

Reece glanced at him, surprised that he’d said that. Not that it was a secret, but still…

“Oh, how exciting,” Mindie said. “Are you famous English actors and we’re being incredibly stupid not recognizing you?”

“Well, it depends what type of movie you watch as to whether or not you’d recognize us.”

Stella frowned and stroked her finger around the rim of her glass. “Why, what type of movies are you in?”

“Porn movies,” Cade said. “We’re porn stars.”

Chapter Nineteen

“Oh, how exciting,” Mindie said, her eyes widening. “Real life porn stars.”

“Wow, what are you working on?” Stella asked, looking from Cade to Reece.

Reece couldn’t help but be surprised. Their enthusiastic reaction was the opposite of what he’d expected.

“It’s a film by Tom Hardon called
Slippery Slots
.”

“Sound wicked and dirty,” Stella said, “and perfect for Vegas.”

“Yeah, it is,” Reece said.

“So what’s it about?” Mindie asked.

“A couple who are here, in Vegas, having fun and fulfilling fantasies,” Reece said, relaxing back and resting the base of his drink on the arm of the chair. “You know, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.”

“Oh, what kind of fantasies?” Stella asked.

“Is it kinky?” Mindie added.

“Yeah, really kinky and hot fantasies about threesomes and bondage and flogging and stuff,” Cade said.

“Very
Fifty Shades
,” Mindie said with a giggle.

“So who are the lucky ladies you two handsome guys are acting alongside?” Stella asked.

Reece glanced at Cade.

Cade kind of smirked.

Had he known they’d presume they were two guys in a film with two girls?

“Yeah, are they here?” Mindie asked, looking over her shoulder.

“No, they’re not here,” Reece said. “Because there are no ladies in the movie.”

There was a moment of silence.

“Oh… I see…” Stella took a glug of her drink, but didn’t take her gaze from Reece.

Mindie sat back and crossed her legs, showing an expanse of slim thigh. The right side of her lipstick-coated mouth tipped into a knowing smile. “Ah…” she said. “It’s a
gay
porn movie.”

“You’ve hit the nail on the head,” Cade said, nibbling on his bottom lip. “No girls allowed.”

“Damn shame, that,” Stella said. She placed her glass down and wafted her finger between Cade and Reece. “So are you guys, you know, doing each other?”

“Yeah,” Reece said, smiling at Cade. “We are.”

“And I’m guessing not just when the camera is rolling,” she said.

“Regardless of whether the camera is rolling,” Cade said, reaching out and cupping Reece’s cheek. “We are in a relationship.”

A breath juddered through Reece. Cade had just said it out loud and in front of other people. They were in a relationship. It was just the beginning, but that was what they were doing.

“How sweet,” Stella said. “And how nice to be getting paid for fucking the person you’re in love with.”

Reece looked at Cade.

Cade smiled.

No, they weren’t ready to say the ‘L’ word yet. But he knew that. “It is kind of cool,” Reece said, “and not exactly a hardship.”

“Though you do have to be hard,” Cade said with a low chuckle.

Stella laughed loudly and Mindie joined in, a high-pitched titter of amusement. “Damn, you guys are so bad.”

“Yeah, we are.” Cade drained his drink. “But I’m afraid we really have to go. Got some rehearsing to do for tonight’s scene.”

“Yeah, don’t want to cock it up,” Stella said then laughed even harder.

Cade laughed too and reached for Reece’s hand.

Reece took it and allowed himself to be pulled to standing.

“So, where is this shoot?” Mindie asked, her face straightening. “Need any extras?” She paused. “I’m being serious.”

“As a matter of fact…” Cade said then looked at Reece.

Reece studied the two women. They had seemed pretty cool about the whole thing. He nodded to Cade.

Cade licked his bottom lip and turned to the women. “We’re filming at Odin’s Raven later, about ten.”

“Oh, I know where that is,” Stella said, rubbing her hands together.

“Good,” Cade wrapped his arm around Reece’s waist and pulled him close. “So if you want to see the movie being made and us in action, come along and ask for the back room. Say Cade and Reece gave you a personal invitation to be in the voyeur section.”

“Jesus, really?” Mindie said. “You’d do that?”

“Well no, I’m going to be doing
him
.” Cade grinned at Reece. “But you’re welcome to come along and watch the show. Though I will warn you… It’s not just fucking—it’s going to get hot and kinky tonight and my little sub is going to have to take whatever I give him.”

* * * *

Reece walked through the hotel room door with the word
sub
ringing around his mind. It was hot as hell to think that tonight he’d be at Cade’s mercy, his pleasure laid bare for all to see, including not just anonymous faces in the audience but also people he could actually put names to.