Page 210 of Off Limits Mogul

Phoebe and I pick up on her cue.

I flinch.

A man with silver streaks running across his temples is hanging from a woman’s enormous boobs, sucking at them with avarice as if they were alone in the privacy of their bedroom. I can’t tell what the woman is enjoying most, the attention from others or what her partner is doing to her.

My eyes move to a couple?—

Dear God.

“Those two over there need to get a room.” I fan myself, hoping to cool down my burning cheeks.

“Where?” Phoebe’s head turns left then right.

“The seating area behind the couple going at it.”

My friends turn around and flip right back to face me.

“I can’t believe my eyes,” Phoebe says.

“Same.” I nod. “I didn’t even know that was a thing.”

“Neither did I,” Phoebe says. “I’m so begging Oscar to try that out tonight.”

Hmmm… she’s onto something.

Arianne leans into our circle and says, “They’re exhibitionists. Same goes for the other couple.”

“I guess that makes us voyeurs,” Phoebe says.

I’m not sure what to make of her statement. I knew what I was walking into tonight. I didn’t expect to be turned on by watching strangers going at it in public. And to think, the night is still young.

“Cotton Candy.” A tall man approaches us. Two large men follow close behind him.

It takes me a beat to register.

Oh, yeah, he’s talking to me.

How does he know my club name?

I smile, but I don’t recognize the incredibly attractive man.

“It’s an honor and a pleasure to have you at one of my parties,” the man says. He’s dressed in appropriate-theme-wear, but his shadows are in black suits.

Then it hits me.

Larkin.

“The pleasure is mine,” I say.

He reaches out a hand and I place mine into his palm. “My name is Zeus,” he says, his cognac-colored eyes boring into mine.

Rhys gave me the kinky club etiquette 101 crash course, so I’m well versed on the basics. Calling the owner Larkin or Mr. Gallagher at the club is the kiss of death.

“I asked my staff to announce your arrival. I’m glad to see you’re back on your feet.” He gives me an appreciative onceover.

“So am I.” I smile.

His amber eyes move to Arianne and Phoebe.