href="#u78018740-45f5-52cf-a2ec-e21c07c19fe7"> CHAPTER TWO
Caitlin Crews
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“Here, now and until I say otherwise…the only thing you have to worry about is doing exactly what I tell you to do.”
Socialite Erika Vanderberg has been planning for this night for months. Years. All so she can finally gain entrance to Berlin’s most exclusive sex club. Erika is here for one person: Dorian Alexander, her brother’s best friend and her secret childhood crush. Only, now her childish crush has been replaced by something hungry, raw and oh-so-wickedly adult. And the moment Erika sees Dorian—his dark eyes intent and focused, that hard body—everything comes crashing into place.
Yes, she’s submissive. And yes, she desperately wants to surrender to Dorian over and over again. Oh yes, please.
But Erika has spent her life pretending to be a spoiled little socialite who pushes everyone away. Submitting to this delicious man and all his heady power won’t change who she is—will it? After one taste, there is already a dark hunger between them…one that threatens to unleash who Erika really is.
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To Rose, in hopes you’ll perform this one, too.
SHE WAS IN.
Finally.
Erika Vanderburg tried to breathe as elation and anticipation coursed through her in equal measure, as if in time to the deep thump of the music that wound its way around and through the crowd and seemed to rest against her clavicle. Like a heavy hand.
The notion made her warm. Maybe too warm.
Concentrate, she ordered herself.
She’d worked too hard to get in the door to waste her one chance…fluttering.
No one could simply walk into the infamous Walfreiheit Club, though many tried. The line of hopefuls stretched for acres on its once-a-month semipublic exhibition nights, like tonight. Some waited outside every night and never got in. And though Berlin was a city filled with sex clubs to suit any mood or experimental phase—or all of the above, all at once—Walfreiheit was its most exclusive.
Erika had been trying to get in