The Black Belt: The Secret Club, #2

By E.R. River

A night of passion between two strangers.

Mary Sullivan saw Mark James across the club she worked at and knew they will spend a passionate night together. Tall, blond, and God-like, he heated her body with his gaze alone. All Mary wanted was a night of ecstasy, but she didn't know that the object of her lust had other plans.

Mark was on the prowl, searching for a woman eager to release some tension. Then he saw Mary, losing his heart to her from their first time together. Wanting their one-night stand to transform into something deeper, Mark showed up at the club again, convincing Mary to go on a date with him. But Mark has a secret that may destroy the fledgling bond growing between them.

As the two lovers discover each other's limits, sparks ignite and bodies collide in a dance neither could forget.

• Language: English
• Publisher: E.R. River
• Release date: Jul 22, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386654322

E.R. River

I'm an imaginative Aquarius with a big love for reading and writing. I'm a family woman, an ecologist, an animal lover, a music lover, and so much more. I like to learn at least one unknown or odd fact each day. Caffeine runs through my veins, and cats are my soul animal.

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Note from the author:

Dear reader,

The Secret Club Series it’s addressed to mature readers. The story presents elements like dominant-submissive play, bondage, sex toys, anal sex, voyeurism, and other naughty scenes. Every story unfolds in the span of a few hours. You can read the stories as stand-alone, but I advise you to read them in order so you’ll know the characters better. Please take care of yourself and do not undertake any sexual activities with persons you don’t know or trust. I hope you’ll enjoy the fast-paced plot of the story. If you do, consider leaving a review on your favorite store.

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The Secret Club – Book #1 in the series

Chapter One

Mary Sullivan reached the bar in the nightclub where she served at and banged the metal tray upon the counter. Her nasty mood showed, but her shift at serving stupid, drunken frat boys was almost over.

Her supervisor and chief bartender, Smithy, looked her way from where he served a giggling blond and raised an eyebrow in a silent question. Mary glared, shaking her head in denial. She wasn’t in a talkative mood. Her feet hurt from walking on high heels for the last six hours, and she stank of cheap beer and cigars. Her server’s uniform comprising a low cut, white sparkly top, and a tiny, black mini-skirt, smelled. Both stuck to her skin in a nasty way thanks to a stumbling kid. She leaned on the edge of the counter and looked at her watch.

Ten more minutes, she thought with a long, internal sigh. Mary surveyed the customers milling around, dancing, drinking, and having a good time.

The Black Belt Night Club was the ideal place to work from her point of view. The job didn’t require an eight-hour shift, and she could keep the tips she made. Besides that, Mimi, the owner of the club, allowed her to dance in the private rooms whenever she was in the mood.

Smithy made his way to her. Mary watched him with narrowed eyes. His bald head gleamed under the colorful lights. His muscled body seemed powerful enough to break the scrawny kid who messed up her uniform, in half, and his ebony skin gleamed with sweat.

You’re getting old for the nightlife, Smithy, Mary spoke as he reached her. She yelled to make herself heard over the bass of the music blaring in the club.

Nah, it’s just hot tonight. The crowd... you understand. Since your serving shift is over, do you want something to drink? He yelled back.

Thanks, Smithy. Give me a beer.

Sure thing, Mary. The usual?

Yeah, I like my beer dark and hard. She winked at the big guy, and Smithy laughed. It was a long-standing joke between them. The bartender went to the keg filled with dark beer and poured her a pint. Mary took the beverage with a grateful smile and took a long gulp. The beer was cold and the strong alcoholic beverage invigorated her tired body.

This is the best drink I’ve had in a while.

And your men? How do you like your men, Mary? Smithy continued their conversation.

Mary looked at the crowd of customers in the club. Her eyes focused on the guy on the opposite side of the room from her.

Tonight, I like my men tall, blond, and gorgeous.

Are you dancing on stage tonight?

No, on this fine night, I’ll have some personal fun. She used the pint of beer she held to hide behind as her gaze wandered over the stranger’s body. A drunk-ass customer stumbled and hit her sideways, causing her pint to tilt and beer to spill all over her. Again.

Asshole! she screamed, and pushed the guy away. She placed the half-empty pint on the counter. You have got to be kidding me! It’s the second time tonight this happened. What am I? A fucking sponge to gather this shit up? Mary’s nose wrinkled in disgust. She reeked of beer because of her now drenched top. Her