Series: Paige Michaels
Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44612 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Aria nodded understanding.
Milo kissed her before turning her around and patting her butt. “Go. I’ll keep an eye on things while you change.”
“Shall we?” Cameron held out a hand.
Aria slid off the stool and tipped her head back to look up at him. “It seems like I’ve probably seen more from my perch on the barstool for the past hour than I’ve learned about kink clubs in my entire life. My brain is overloaded.”
He chuckled, the deep sound sending a shiver down her spine, which intensified when he threaded his fingers with hers. “I promise to steer you toward the tamer aspects of BDSM tonight. I think we’ll start with the daycare.”
She flinched as she jerked her gaze to his. “There are kids here?”
He gave her hand a tug and led her away from the bar. “No kids, Little one. A space for adults who like age play.”
“Oh. They call it a daycare?”
“Yep.”
“What’s Shibari?” she asked as she let him lead her farther away from the bar.
He grinned down at her. “Rope play. It’s not training wheels. Let’s build up to that.”
“Oh. Okay.” Was she stammering? It felt like it. She was a fish out of water.
Cameron kept his fingers threaded with hers as they passed what she assumed was the main room. He stopped and stood close to her, tipping his lips down to whisper, “I assume you’ve never been to a BDSM club before?”
She shook her head. His breath hitting her neck was distracting.
He lifted his free hand to point to their right. “That’s a St. Andrew’s cross. No one is using it right now, but when they are, it’s mesmerizing to watch.”
“I’ve seen those online.”
“You did some homework.”
“Yeah.”
“Good girl. Always best to do a little research before you venture into a new space. The important thing to remember is that nothing happens inside Blaze that isn’t safe, sane, and consensual.”
“I read that too.” She felt like she’d at least done something right.
“Good.”
She was the one to point next. “So that’s a spanking bench, right?”
“Yes.”
“What’s that table for over there? It looks like an exam table in a doctor’s office.” She shuddered hard, afraid he might confirm exactly that.
“It does look kind of like that. We have a room for medical play though. Most people don’t practice that kink in this large general space. That particular bench is used mostly for knife play and fire play.”
“Oh.” She licked her dry lips. She’d read about those things too, but she was kind of glad no one was using that bench right now. Her eyes might pop out.
Cameron leaned in close to whisper again, “This room will fill up more in a few minutes. A lot of people were watching Riley and Milo perform. They are a favorite in the club.”
“You said it’s called Shibari?” That wasn’t something she was familiar with.
“Yep. Basically it consists of the Dominant using rope to bind the submissive in a sensual way. It’s a form of art.”
Now she really did want to research Shibari.
“Come. Let me show you the daycare. I bet it’s more your speed.”
Aria wasn’t so sure about that. She was trembling as he continued down a hallway. She had no idea what to expect, but as soon as the daycare came into view, she gasped.
It was exactly that. An adult daycare. A large room filled with everything a person might find in a playroom. About a dozen adult women and a few men were inside. Some were at a table coloring. Some were doing a puzzle. Some had a game spread out. Two women were on the floor in the corner playing with a large dollhouse.
The scene stopped Aria dead in her tracks. It was incredible. Until a few weeks ago, she’d had no idea adults actually let themselves be…Little.
Chapter Two
Cameron was as mesmerized by the endearing Little girl next to him as she was by the scene playing out in front of her. Her brown eyes were wide with wonder as if she were watching people open gifts on Christmas morning.
She was adorable. She was also shocked and uncertain. It was obvious she hadn’t known such places existed.
When she started to sway, he released her hand and wrapped an arm around her, loving the way she leaned into him. “You okay, Little one?”
She turned her attention to him, tipping her head back and to the side. “What makes you think I’m Little?”
He shrugged, giving her a gentle smile. “Just a hunch. I see a lot of people coming and going from Blaze when I work the bar. I’m getting pretty good at reading them.”
She was wearing a pastel floral dress that reached to her knees. She had on dainty white flats. Her brown hair was past her shoulders and tucked behind her ears. None of that made her little by itself, but her demeanor and mannerisms tipped him off. Plus the way she’d reacted every time he’d called her Little one or Little girl.