Lila's POV
The dungeon at Mia's club smelled like leather and candle smoke, low red light pooling against black walls. I stood where Mia had positioned me, mask secure, breath steady despite the heat already climbing under my skin. Tonight, we will play in the s*x dungeon.
Jax entered without a word, the door closing behind him with a heavy, deliberate click.
"Red." His voice filled the room before his presence did, low and certain, the voice of a man who had never once doubted that a room would arrange itself around him. "I've been thinking about you since our last session."
"Have you." I kept my tone even, the way Mia had taught me in my early days as a dominatrix; give him nothing, make him work for everything.
He circled me slowly, close enough that I felt the heat off him withou
