Tentative Club Fantasy Book OneWhen Johanna Devlin fell in love with Sean Devlin she thought she had it all - a man who loved her as much as she loved him and the perfect Dom for her submissive nature. On her birthday when he asked her to marry him, to wear his collar, she was sure she had it all. But the next day he disappeared and four years later he’s still missing from her life.
Except for rare visits to Club Fantasy she’s retreated from the D/s lifestyle. Then her sister insists she accept the gift of a night at Club Fantasy with a Dom who knows just how to satisfy all her sexual needs. She accepts with some reservation, especially when the dungeon master blindfolds her before taking her to the private room. Before the night is over she finds a lot more than hours of intense sexual delights.
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~Excerpt~
Fantasy
discreetly stood in the north side of the city, an adobe structure with a red
barrel tile roof. It sat squarely between a one-story office building and
another Spanish-style building housing a home design firm. The difference
between the three structures was that Fantasy owned all the property behind it
to allow sufficient space for parking. Visitors entered through a canopied door
at the rear of the building.
The limo
deposited her right at the canopy, the driver opened her door, and she slid across
the seat. She pressed the doorbell set into the adobe and swallowed hard to
steady her nerves. When the heavy carved wooden door swung open she stepped
into the oak-paneled reception area on legs suddenly slightly unsteady.
“Good
evening, Miss Johanna.”
Lila, the
greeter, smiled at her.
“We
haven’t had the pleasure of your visits for some time.”
Jo
smoothed her hands down the flimsy material of her dress.
“No, I’ve
been, uh, somewhat busy.”
“Well,
we’re certainly glad you’ve chosen to celebrate your birthday with us. Your
sister has made all the arrangements. I trust you’ll find them to your liking.”
“One can
hope,” she muttered.
“Excuse
me?”
“Nothing.”
Jo pasted
on a smile.
“I’m
ready for the festivities to begin.”
“I’m
positive you’ll enjoy the evening planned for you,” Lila smoothly said. “Let’s
get your purse into a locker.”
She
lifted a hand and beckoned.
“Jason?
Our special guest is here.”
Special
guest? Jo frowned. Exactly how special? She wondered if she’d regret
agreeing to this. Her palms dampened and her throat was suddenly dry. She might
have turned and run back out the door, but Jason gave her a warm smile. Black
leather pants and a vest outlined a husky figure that was solid muscle. His
long blond hair was intricately braided with a thin silver rope and hung down
his back nearly to his waist. He was a familiar face to her, a dungeon master
with whom she’d interacted many times.
“Happy
birthday, Miss Johanna.” He grinned at her. “We’re happy you’re spending it
with us here at Fantasy.”
“Thanks,
Jason.” She gave him a weak smile. “I think.”
“Miss
Kira was very specific about tonight’s arrangements.”
He
winked, took her arm, and led her down a short hallway to the room where people
stowed their possessions and clothing before entering the club.
When
Jason reached for her purse she tightly clutched it, overcome with a sudden
urge to turn and make a break for the door. But the tall man placed his hand
over one of hers and gave her a reassuring squeeze.
“I know
you have some reservations because you haven’t been here to play in a long
time,” he told her. “But let me assure you, tonight will fulfill your greatest
fantasies.”
Jo had
plenty of misgivings, considering the man of her fantasies had disappeared off
the face of the earth. Could she actually be with another Dom in a place where
she and Sean had been completely intimate and explored nearly every aspect of
BDSM?
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