Needing Desire: Club Desire, #5

By Megan Slayer

Lonely hearts will find a way to mend and grow, especially with cuffs involved.

 

Jake Charles rules the Toy Box room of Club Desire. Whatever toys the doms want, he supplies. He's happy with his job, but wants more—especially with Master Tony. There's only one catch. Master Tony hasn't noticed him. When the Master comes calling for toys, Jake's got to decide if he wants to keep his happy but lonely existence or put himself in Master Tony's arms and gain the desire he desperately needs.

 

Anything is possible at Club Desire. 

 

This book has been re-edited for this re-issue.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Megan Slayer
• Release date: Jul 2, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393785071

Megan Slayer

Megan Slayer, aka Wendi Zwaduk, is a multi-published, award-winning author of more than one-hundred short stories and novels. She’s been writing since 2008 and published since 2009. Her stories range from the contemporary and paranormal to LGBTQ and BDSM themes. No matter what the length, her works are always hot, but with a lot of heart. She enjoys giving her characters a second chance at love, no matter what the form. She’s been the runner up in the Kink Category at Love Romances Café as well as nominated at the LRC for best author, best contemporary, best ménage and best anthology. Her books have made it to the bestseller lists on Amazon.com. When she’s not writing, Megan spends time with her husband and son as well as three dogs and three cats. She enjoys art, music and racing, but football is her sport of choice.

Book preview

Chapter One

A nother day, another dong. Jake Charles organized various sex toys into their respective tubs then admired his work. As the keeper of the toys in the Club Desire Toy Box, he had the honor of supplying each playroom with the requested sex toys for the night. Some of the players didn’t need new toys every night, but the rooms that were used on a per night basis did. Someone had to sort and deliver the toys to the rooms—that someone being Jake.

He liked his job. Hell, he had all the sex toys he could ever imagine or dream of in his possession. He wasn’t exactly sure what someone would want to do with a four-inch diameter dong, but who was he to question kink? He trailed his fingers over the leather handcuffs. He preferred to be cuffed and immobilized then forced to suck cock and take a dick up his ass. He loved dirty talk and being spanked.

He gripped one of the cuffs. If he had his way, the man he’d crushed on would come downstairs to the Toy Box and put in an order. Then maybe he could work his charms on Master Tony and convince the dom to take him on as a new sub.

He closed his eyes. The sub who ran the crates to the rooms wouldn’t be there for another fifteen minutes. He had time to dream. He palmed his cock. Christ, he needed a fantasy.

Jake leaned against the cabinets. In his mind, Master Tony stood in the toy room. Jake rubbed his groin, stroking himself. Heat swarmed him. He blew out a long breath. He wanted to please the master.

I’m yours, sir. He yanked his dick, making sure his cock impressed Master Tony.

You’re hard for me. I’m pleased. Master Tony touched the table. Which of these would you like me to use on you? The Impaler? The one shaped like my dick?

I’d rather your dick. Shit. He opened his eyes. He shouldn’t have said that aloud. He didn’t hear anyone in the hallway and didn’t see anyone in the room so he closed his eyes and resumed his daydream. Pull my hair, sir.

I will. Master Tony strode up to him, turned him around hard and shoved him into the cupboards. He grasped Jake’s hip with one hand and wound Jake’s hair around his other hand. Tell me how much you like this. He swatted Jake, hard.

I do, sir. Freaking hell, he loved being