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lips together and settled along the hard length of his torso. He chuckled in her ear. “Smart move, little girl.”
    Determined to ignore him, Violet focused on the scene in front of her.
    The woman was pretty, almost pixyish with her small features. She wore a white silk blouse that covered her from neck to wrist, and a navy skirt fanned the floor. Caleb stroked the bone of her jaw, leaning in to whisper in her ear. With downcast lids, she nodded, and he stepped away.
    He disappeared into the shadows, and the woman stayed on her knees, motionless except for her chest that rose and fell in fast rhythm. As if connected to the woman’s growing anticipation, Violet squirmed in her seat.
    What was going to happen? She wanted to ask but kept her mouth shut.
    Ethan’s fingers brushed over her waist, she jerked. Into her ear, he whispered, “Relax, sugar.” His hand moved to her thigh. He stroked the flesh and she quivered under his touch. “Put your head on my shoulder.”
    The woman center stage glanced up and for a fraction of a second. It seemed as if their eyes met before the woman’s gaze quickly looked back toward the floor. Her arms began to tremble, rattling the chains that hung from the ceiling.
    Compelled by the scene before her, Violet rested her head against Ethan. His fingers slid up her stomach before his thumbs brushed over the curve of her breasts.
    The hard buds twisted and puckered. She held her breath, anticipating his touch. He grazed the tips with his fingers, and then he was gone. She bit back the moan. Squirmed again, pressing her ass against his erection.
    He nipped her ear. “Are your nipples sensitive?”
    “Yes.” She wanted them touched so badly. Her breasts were heavy, swollen. She wanted to ask for it but refused. She couldn’t be that wanton so quickly. That would give him way too much power and the man didn’t need any more.
    As if hearing her silent plea, he grazed over the peaks, circling. The pressure was too light. She craved more. She moved into his touch. He didn’t move to deepen the contact. Frustrated, she thrust her breasts into his hands. He didn’t comply to her will, instead keeping his caress light, teasing.
    It wasn’t enough.
    She wanted bare skin.
    “Have you ever come from having them played with?”
    She shook her head, her fingers clutched at his thighs. That was impossible.
    He lightly pinched the tips, rolling them between his fingers. Pleasure shot through her, her belly clenched. Oh yes. That was it.
    His hands fell away.
    The protest sprang to her lips, but before she could voice it, he pushed her forward, his fingers brushing the skin on her back as he sought out the zipper.
    What was he doing? She stiffened.
    He didn’t hesitate at her silent resistance, and before she knew it, her dress was unzipped halfway down her back.
    She didn’t want to be naked in front of strangers. Hell, she was scared to be naked in front of Ethan. She wanted to scream for him to stop. But the words stuck in her throat.
    He settled her back onto his chest, keeping her covered. “I just want room to play.” Relieved, she sighed.
    Caleb stepped out of the shadows, and Violet gasped. The girl’s eyes widened and she jerked back.
    He held a whip. A bullwhip.
    He walked over to the girl and lifted her chin. This time Violet had no problem hearing his words. “I told you not to move.”
    “I’m sorry, Master.”
    He released the tail. With a soft flick of the wrist, it twisted around the girl’s waist like a lover’s caress, the end falling to the floor. Violet’s eyes widened. All the moisture evaporated from her throat. She swallowed.
    The woman flinched, but her mouth parted and she licked her lips.
    Strong hands cupped Violet’s shoulders and she flinched right along with the girl onstage. Ethan’s fingers trailed over her collarbone, the lines in her neck, the hollow in her throat. Lower. He seemed to stroke every single bone. Making her want to beg for him to touch her