He was sexy as hell. And ok, she might be in a relationship, but she sure as hell wasn’t dead. The man was smoking hot. His head was shaved bald, right down to the skin and apparently he did this frequently because the top of his head was as tan as his face. His jaw was lined with dark stubble, the sexy, unkempt look that some men went for.

By comparison, he was probably as big as Cole as far as muscle went, but not as tall. Not that she was a good judge of height because she was on the short side and everyone appeared bigger than they probably were from where she stood. Standing next to the beautiful blonde woman, he looked bigger than average.

Still caught up in what was going on around her, she noticed the man crush the woman against him, his big hands planted firmly on her ass, squeezing as he… oh, my. He was grinding against her, right there in the club.

Not that there was anyone else around because they weren’t open, and it was a Tuesday afternoon. In fact, they were the only other people in the room besides Sierra and Kane.

“Take me upstairs.” The woman said in a sexy, raspy voice and Sierra found herself transfixed on the twosome.

“You know what that means don’t you?” The man asked, still holding the woman. “It means you get naked, and I get to have some fun. I’ve got some whips and chains I’ve wanted to test out.”

“I’m game.” She said sweetly before the two of them headed for the stairs.

As Sierra followed their every move with her eyes, she was jolted back to reality when she noticed Luke coming the opposite way down the stairs. He seemed oblivious to the two people groping each other as they went up the stairs. Maybe he was used to it. Yep, that had to be it.

Good grief. She was pathetic.

Trying to shake off what she had just seen, more importantly what she had heard, Sierra pasted on a smile and took in the sexy, brooding man coming her way.

Just like every time Luke had greeted her over the past week, he walked right up to her, tilted her chin up before planting a sweet peck on her lips. “How was your day?”  He asked, smiling down on her.

“Hopefully getting better.” Sierra said, still remembering what the man had said. Whips and chains? Seriously? Maybe she wasn’t as ready to see the club as she originally thought. Or, based on the fact that her skin was beginning to tingle, maybe she was more than ready.

“Let’s take a look at my office.” Luke told her before turning to look at Kane. “I’ll be busy for the rest of the afternoon, so don’t send anyone my way.”

“No problem, boss.” Kane said, smiling.

Sierra couldn’t hide the blush that crept up her neck and heated her face. What would Kane think they were going to do? Did he know she was only there to look at Luke’s office so she could redecorate it? Based on his wicked grin, he wasn’t thinking about pictures and upholstery.

Luke took her hand and led her up the stairs. Butterflies erupted in her belly when he punched in a code before turning the handle. Here she was. Walking into the infamous Club Destiny’s private section. When the door clicked shut behind her, the lock reengaging automatically, Sierra nearly jumped.

The first thing she saw startled the hell out of her.

There was a long hallway that disappeared in two different directions. But it wasn’t the sterile white, with bright fluorescent lighting like she had expected. Oh, she had no idea why she had pictured hospital quality décor when she thought of what was behind those doors, but she had. Instead, she was greeted by soothing colors and dim lighting. The walls were a light brown, accentuated with a faux leather paint technique, with intimate sconces scattered about on each side all the way in both directions. The floor was made of an expensive tile, a dark, gray and brown slate that was immaculately clean.

“Surprised?” Luke asked, obviously picking up on her reaction.

“A little.” She answered truthfully.

“What did you expect?”

“I… I really don’t know.” Oh, she knew alright, but she definitely wasn’t going to insult him by telling him. Luke obviously invested a lot of money into the club and based on what she had seen so far, she was highly impressed.

“My office is down that way.” Luke pointed to the left. “And down here, we’ve got the playrooms.”

When Luke took her hand, leading her in the direction of the so called playrooms, Sierra had a hard time getting her feet to move. Where were they going? “Playrooms?”

“Yep. You know. Where our members go to hang out.”

What was he saying? Too overwhelmed to ask, she focused on putting one foot in front of the other as they moved farther down the hall to where it split off once more.

“There are twenty private rooms, and as of right now, a little over half of them are rented.” Luke said as they turned the corner.

The hallway looked just like the one they had just left, but there were doors on both sides, along with a few tables holding massive vases of flowers in various places. “Rented? Like a hotel room?”

“Not exactly. And no, we don’t rent by the hour, honey.” Luke chuckled. “Members have an option of renting a room, and it functions just like any apartment would. They all have a kitchen, bathroom, small living area, and a monstrous bedroom. Members are required to furnish and pay utilities though.”

“I’m assuming the rentals are like the memberships? Not cheap?”

“Correct.” He told her, still holding her hand as they made their way further down the hall. “We’ve got several open rooms where our members can congregate if they feel the need to. But you won’t find any themed rooms here. That’s not what we’re about.”

Sierra stopped short, staring up at him. Obviously she’d had some major misconceptions about the place because she had expected exactly that. Maybe a room with various swings and slings, maybe a couple of whips and paddles, or one of those restraint systems right in the middle. Ok, so maybe she was getting too many ideas from her late night reading.

“So, it’s just like a normal place for adults to go and hang out?” Sierra asked, bewildered by the fact her imagination had gotten the best of her.

“I wouldn’t say normal.” Luke said. “You sure you want to go further?”

Sierra glanced down the hall, noticing an open doorway and immediately wondered what was in there. “Yes.” Although it sounded more like a question than an affirmation, Luke took her by the hand once more and led the way.

Before they entered the room, Sierra heard the sounds. Intimate sounds. A woman moaning. Instead of wanting to turn and run the other way, she was anxious to see what was just around the corner. When Luke would have stopped, Sierra continued going, pulling him along behind her.

When she turned the corner, she saw a tame version of what she expected to see originally. The room was all wrong, but what the two people were doing in the room was accurate. Surprisingly, the man and woman she had seen downstairs were not the two who were fucking like rabbits on a large couch in the center of the room. Nor were they the two people who were sitting on another couch, watching intently.

Luke pressed up against Sierra’s back, his erection poking into her. “Do you like this sort of thing?” She asked him as she watched the man and the woman.

“I like watching you.” Luke said, whispering quietly in her ear, so she was the only one who heard him. “I want to watch you right now.”

That brought Sierra up short. Did he mean?

“Not here, baby.” Luke assured her and she felt a smidgen of relief course through her. She wasn’t ready for any public displays to this extreme. “But first, let’s take a look at my office.”

The way he said the words, he could have been telling her in intimate detail all of the things he wanted to do to her. His deep baritone caressed her senses and made her sex throb. What was he waiting for? Sierra turned away from the erotic scene in front of her and led him from the room.

“Was it what you thought it would be?”

“Not entirely, no.” She admitted. “I expected more… sex. You know, the way they tell it in books. All of the sexy people, plastered against one another, using toys and all of those things they learned in the Kama Sutra books.”

Luke laughed, and the sexy rumble warmed her. Less than a minute later, they were approaching the door to his office and when she entered, she was stunned by the normality of the room. In fact, she was a little surprised.

For Luke’s house to be so tastefully designed, masculine and inviting, it was hard to associate the man with this type of office. The furniture was bland; the rug was expensive but repulsive and the monstrosity of a desk overwhelmed the entire space. And there weren’t any windows. At all.

Taking a look around, Sierra ventured further into the room, noting the various objects – nothing at all personal – sitting around and wondered who he had hired to do this. Obviously not the same person who designed the hallway or the “playroom” they had just visited. The image of those two people going at it flittered through her mind and heated her skin.

“So, where should we start?” She asked as she tried to focus on the reason she was there.

“Let’s start with the couch.” Luke said, his voice moving closer.

“The couch?” She could go on and on about the couch, but she wouldn’t. Although it appeared the designer intended to do something similar to what Luke’s living room looked like, she’d missed the mark entirely.

“Yes. Let’s start with you sitting on the couch.”

Sierra jerked around to look at him, the raspy tone of his voice sending chills – the good kind – down her spine. He definitely wasn’t talking about sitting down to talk, and the intent expression on his face confirmed it. When she didn’t move, he did. Closer. Until he was almost touching her.