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more trouble.”
    Alex chuckled softly and Sage’s heart beat faster at the sound. It was extremely sexy, like the man himself. “I can only imagine what the two of you got up to, so one day you’ll have to tell me the whole story. I’ve got to go now but I look forward to seeing you on set.”
    “Good. I’ll see you soon then. Thanks for the call, Alex.”
    He disconnected the phone and whistled softly.
    Well, he seemed to have come around.
    It might be more fun working with him than he’d realised.
    * * *
    Alex put the phone down with a smile. Sage was absolutely charming with that sexy Irish voice of his. That bit about being a couple had made him want to laugh. He had felt bad about snapping at the actor. After all, Alex had created this character especially for Sage because he had such a thing for him.
    He couldn’t afford to alienate him.
    Alex had a feeling in his gut this charming man was going to be trouble for him. He’d need to be very careful that he didn’t get too close. Sage could never understand this side of him or be able to meet his special requirements. It was why Alex paid Eric, who he was going to see in just over an hour. He’d bought an extra session this week. Madame Duchaine had been most accommodating in freeing Eric up from his other clients. He looked at himself in the mirror. Tonight he was feeling especially needy; the dream of the previous night still preyed on his mind, even though he couldn’t remember it clearly. At least that what’s he told himself.
    If he let the memories in he’d go crazy.

Chapter 6
    Eric Rossi watched in satisfaction as Alex tried to suppress his cries. The man’s stomach was a mass of short, narrow weals. Blood dribbled down his hardened stomach toward his shaved groin. Eric loved looking at Alex marked this way. He loved his job, loved inflicting pain and getting paid a lot of money to do it. He was very good at it.
    Eric moved forward, his breathing laboured as Alex looked at him out of those strange eyes, eyes Eric thought made him look like some sort of devil. He ran his fingers down Alex’s stomach, through the blood and the sweat, then lifted his fingers to his mouth to suck.
    “You taste good, Alex,” he whispered as he leaned in, his tongue darting in and out of Alex’s ear, his hands slowly caressing the weals on his stomach.
    “Here, try some.” He thrust his bloody fingers into Alex’s mouth and Alex sucked them greedily, his breathing deep, his eyes closed in supplication. He was in his usual position, Eric’s favourite, bound to the posts, his body naked with the marks of the last session’s ministrations still visible.
    He’d been surprised when Madame had told him he had another session with Alex. Normally once a week was enough for his client, though he’d like to have him more.
    He really must be going through some serious stress to come back so soon.
    Eric had been harsher with his guest this evening, at his request. Alex was obviously punishing himself for something; they all were in some way. Eric didn’t know why and he never asked. Alex never volunteered the information.
    He leaned in toward Alex’s face, his mouth just short of brushing his lips. One of Alex’s cardinal rules was no kissing. Eric wasn’t allowed to take Alex’s mouth with his and it frustrated him. Sometimes he really wanted to kiss him, taste him, feel Alex’s tongue in his mouth, but he knew Alex would choose someone else if he disobeyed. It was probably why he treated him harsher than his other clients. He didn’t like being denied something he badly wanted.
    He was naked, his white jeans in a pile by the door. Tonight he’d wanted Alex to see all of him as he tamed his client. As he walked around Alex, his hand stroked his cock, revelling in the feel of his own fingers against his swollen and upright member.
    “Do you see what you do to me, Alex?” he murmured, caressing himself, his breath getting deeper and deeper with each touch. “You