Playing With Pleasure
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Authors: Erika Wilde
Tags: #Literature & Fiction, #Romantic, #Contemporary, #Military, #Erotica, #Romance
Erika Wilde
Copyright © Erika Wilde, July 2015
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Published by Erika Wilde, July 2015
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PLEASURE HAS NEVER BEEN SO DECADENT . . .
Paige Moore has a fulfilling business designing couture corsets for her high profile clientele, but her love life is sorely lacking. Being burned in the worst way possible by Sawyer Burrows has left her guarded and wary when it comes to men and their motives. When her best friend presents her with an invitation to The Players Club, she embraces the chance to enjoy a hot night with a stranger, and finally put her past heartbreak, and Sawyer, behind her.
Sawyer knows he devastated Paige with his careless actions a year and a half ago, and he’s lived every day since with those regrets. Now, seeing Paige at The Players Club, he knows this is his chance to make amends and prove that there is still something between them worth pursuing. If sensual pleasure is what Paige is looking for, then he intends to be the man to spend the night seducing every part of her.
Paige’s surrender is Sawyer’s ultimate goal, but once her desires are sated, will she give them the second chance they deserve?
T
he bell on
the door to Couture Corsets tinkled, announcing that a customer had just walked into Paige Moore’s small boutique in Old Town San Diego, where she designed and sold custom-made corsets.
“It’s just me,” she heard her good friend Raina Beck call out.
Knowing Raina would just head to the back area of the shop where Paige did all her designing and creations, she continued hand sewing small seed pearls to an exquisite white satin corset she was making for a client’s wedding night.
A moment later, Raina walked past the curtain of glittering crystals hanging in the doorway that separated the retail floor from the workroom. “Wow, that looks stunning,” she said of the one-of-a-kind bridal corset, her voice laced with awe.
Paige glanced over her shoulder and grinned. “Thanks. Once I add the crystal and lace embellishments along the bodice, this bride is going to knock her groom’s pants off when he sees her in this corset.”
Raina laughed. “Not a bad way to start off a marriage.”
“What? By getting lucky?” Paige asked humorously as she set her needle and thread down on the nearby worktable that dominated the area.
“And being totally turned on by your new wife.”
“Speaking of getting turned on,” Paige said with a smirk as she eyed her cheerful friend. “You’re glowing and smiling all the time, so things with Logan must be good, yes?”
“Really good,” Raina admitted, her face flushing with happiness. “And I do have to say, it’s nice having sex on a regular basis,” she teased.
Paige sent her a mock glare. “Yeah, I wouldn’t know, so stop bragging,” she grumbled, even though she was genuinely thrilled that Raina had found a man who absolutely adored her. “What brings you by?”
“I have something for you,” Raina said and handed her an envelope with the word
Welcome
embossed in black across the front.
Paige’s eyes widened as she looked at the envelope. “Oh my God, is this an invitation to your wedding? I can’t believe you didn’t tell me…” Her words and excitement trailed off as she pulled out the card inside and read the message granting her a night at The Players Club, an exclusive, members-only sex club.
“Oh, wow,” she breathed in surprise and glanced back at Raina. “I thought—”
“If I was getting married, you’d know about it before I sent out invitations because you’d be my maid of honor,” Raina interrupted with a laugh. “Besides, I’m not even engaged yet. This invitation is for you,” Raina went on with a grin. “The Players Club is a place where you can get down and dirty and freaky with a stranger, indulge in a fantasy, or try a particular kink that has piqued your interest.”
“I have to say, that sounds very tempting.”
Oh, yes, Paige was definitely intrigued. It had been a year and a half since she’d been with a man. A year and a half since the morning Sawyer Burrows had shattered her heart with his betrayal. And the thought of indulging in a night of hot sex with an anonymous guy was incredibly appealing. She needed to do
something
to finally shake Sawyer from her mind and thoughts and let the painful past go so she could move on with her life.
Easier said than done, but an evening at The Players Club was a good start to putting an end to her dry spell.
“There is one thing you need to know.” Raina suddenly looked uncertain. “Logan told me that Sawyer is a member of The Players Club. Which, in my opinion, could work to your advantage if he’s there the night you decide to go.”
Paige frowned, not sure how she felt about running into a man she swore she hated yet who still had the ability to affect her on a physical level. Yeah, that part drove her absolutely crazy, but she was curious what Raina meant. “How so?”
“
If
he’s there, think of it as a bit of revenge.” Raina’s eyes danced with mischief. “Flirt with other guys and enjoy yourself. Show Sawyer exactly what he’s been missing and what is no longer his. Men are such jealous, possessive creatures, and it’ll drive him nuts to see you with another man.”
The corner of Paige’s mouth curled into a smile as she thought about her friend’s suggestion. It had been too long since she’d felt desired and sexy. Combine the bonus of possibly showing Sawyer that she was over him by letting him see her enjoy another man’s attention, and it really was a win-win situation.
Her decision made, she met Raina’s gaze and lifted her chin in determination. “I’m totally down for that.”
One week later…
T
he lounge area
to The Players Club was incredibly lush and elegant but much more relaxed than Paige had anticipated, which helped to calm the butterflies fluttering in her belly. The glass of wine she’d ordered from the bartender—per the club’s two-drink-max rule—also helped to soothe the nervous energy coursing through her.
She’d never been to a sex club before, and from the moment she’d walked into the huge mansion, she’d known she was definitely out of her element. Especially since she was probably the only one there who’d yet to pop her sex club cherry, she thought in amusement. But so far, everyone had been friendly and welcoming, and she had to admit that she felt very comfortable and no pressure from the few men who’d already approached her with definite interest in their eyes. Which was also a nice little boost to her confidence.
Then again, it didn’t hurt that she was wearing a custom-fitted corset that cinched in her waist, plumped up her full breasts, and gave her Kardashian curves. She’d paired the purple-and-black-embroidered corset with a black leather miniskirt and four-inch heels that Raina had assured her did amazing things for her legs. Paige had always been a little on the plus-size, and it was hard not to compare herself to the other gorgeous, slender women in the room with the kind of centerfold figures that most men preferred.
Sawyer included.
She groaned to herself as the unwanted thought popped into her head, but that painful truth was difficult for her to forget, considering Sawyer had slept with Paige’s Barbie look-alike stepsister, Ashley,
while
he’d been dating Paige. The memory still had the ability to make her feel as though someone had punched her in the stomach, as did her stepsister’s words after Paige had caught them together.
Paige, you can’t expect a hot, gorgeous guy like Sawyer to be content and satisfied with someone as big and fat as you. Men like him want a woman who is slender and beautiful, who doesn’t have a belly and chubby thighs. He told me he just felt sorry for you…
That flashback was enough to bring all of her insecurities bubbling to the surface and make her question what the heck she was doing in a place like The Players Club. She certainly couldn’t compete with the other attractive, seductive women in the lounge, and in a moment of panic, she abruptly turned around to leave—and bumped full force into a solid male chest that stopped her short, nearly sloshing her wine onto the both of them. A pair of strong hands caught her by the arms to steady her.
“Oh my God,” she gasped, her cheeks flushing in embarrassment as she looked up into a handsome face. “I’m so sorry. I should have looked where I was going.”
“No worries.” He smiled and slowly released his hold on her, his head tipping to the side in undeniable interest. “I enjoyed running into you,” he teased. “My name is Dane.”
He seemed friendly, and knowing it would be rude to continue her mad dash to the exit without a reply, she exhaled a deep breath and returned his smile. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Paige.”
