Chapter 18
Dominik had planned to call it an early night, but the lingering excitement from the game and—something else—had him feeling restless. Lying in his room listening to moans and groans muffled by walls that seemed to have become paper-thin—yeah, his firm resolve to leave the cozy threesome had taken a serious beating. So he donned his leathers and headed to the club. The fifteen-minute drive gave him some perspective. A detached scene with a sub who knew exactly what she wanted—and didn’t want—from him would help him get a grip.
The club was walking distance from the forum in an area where loud music and people coming and going in fetish wear wouldn’t disturb the neighbors. At the door, Wayne, one of the club’s beefy bouncers, tipped his leather cap in acknowledgement and steppe
