He eased my hair down from its messy bun then trailed his hands from the collar of my blouse down over my n*****s, giving each a sensual squeeze. “We have the whole place to ourselves for the night, and I plan to take advantage.” The seductive touch of his voice scraped across my skin, stoking a fire deep inside me. “I’m starting to see the perks of ownership,” I breathed. Filip took two steps backward, his hungry eyes devouring me. “Strip,” he commanded. Nothing was as sexy as bossy Filip in the bedroom or, in this case, in the club. He picked up a small black square from the tufted ottoman. A remote. When he pressed a button, a set of leather cuffs suspended on a wire lowered from the ceiling. My panties were instantly wet. I removed my clothes until I was totally bare, never taking my e
