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    Whip Me Real Good
    Whip Me Real Good
    Whip Me Real Good
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    Whip Me Real Good

    By Kassanna

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    Club Lexx, 1

    Mattie couldn't believe her luck...

    Not only had the Lexington Corporation agreed to fund her grant for the small organization she'd founded for abused women but she also received a complimentary ticket to the year's hottest party. The Erotic Exotic Event. Mattie's pleasure was two-fold. This was her chance to thank J. Lexington personally for choosing her little charity, and she could let loose a little from her stodgy persona to do it. She had no clue what she was in for.

    John was a strong believer of giving back to the community which was why he chose a non-profit entity to support every year. What he didn't expect was the latte beauty, who looked like a librarian with the moves of a stripper, to come bounding through the club's gold doors. When the opportunity presented itself, he snatched it with both hands.

    That's when things really start to heat up.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherEvernight Publishing
    Release dateFeb 29, 2012
    ISBN9781927368596
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      Whip Me Real Good - Kassanna

      Published by Evernight Publishing at Smashwords

      http://www.evernightpublishing.com

      Copyright© 2012 Kassanna

      ISBN: 978-1-927368-59-6

      Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs

      Editor: JC Chute

      ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

      WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

      This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

      DEDICATION

      To all those that helped me accomplish my dream. I am blessed to know each of you. From my family, especially my husband, to the absolutely amazing people I have met in this industry. Thank You for your support.

      WHIP ME REAL GOOD

      Club Lexx, 1

      Kassanna

      Copyright © 2012

      Chapter One

      John noticed her the minute she stepped into Club Lexx’s seating area from the entryway off the foyer. The woman clutched her ticket like it was a lifeline, holding it close to her body in a fist so tight the silver and blue embossed paper crumpled where her fingers gripped it, as if it would disappear at any moment.

      She’d pulled away from a line that snaked around seating arrangements, and people mulling about sipping their complimentary drinks, to explore the ornately decorated sitting room. She stood before a five-foot-tall black marble fireplace, trailing her painted fingernails along the carved mantel before moving on to study a gold and red lacquered lamp sitting on an end table at one of the seat groupings. Intrigued, John watched her while she observed the crowd, waiting to be admitted into one of the most exclusive parties of the year: The Erotic-Exotic Event.

      From the monitor inset behind the bar, John smiled at the buzz of excitement that zipped through the room. The crowd shifted, moving in place but not really going anywhere. The gilded double doors groaned, pushed open to reveal the main hall of the club. Masses of people surged forward, and the feeling of anticipation was palpable, as people in groups as well as individually broke off in search of their iniquity. John leaned a hip against one of the shelves lining the back of the bar and watched the mysterious woman maneuver through the throng of people. Viewing her in person, she looked familiar, but he couldn’t place her.

      Without a thought, he reached for the handset under the bar, next to the monitor, and called the head of security. John described the woman that had caught his interest, telling his friend to find her and put the silver admittance band on her arm.

      John took a few steps, keeping a watchful eye from the side bar as his friend, Adam, laughed and went in search of the enigmatic woman. The interplay between them kept his attention, as she looked at the head of his security personnel with confusion, then shrugged, shoving her arm out to show her current admittance band. Adam nodded, leaned down and said something to her, speaking directly into her ear. John stretched his torso to see around the small crowd that had stepped in his way. He only saw when she thrust out her arm and walked further into the club after Adam secured the new band to her wrist. He couldn’t help but wonder what Adam said to get her to accept a new admittance bracelet.

      She bobbed her head back and forth, taking in all the sights and sounds going on around her. John’s curiosity was piqued. The woman looked lost amongst the hedonistic patrons that frequented this particular party. He felt his protective instincts surface: her look of innocence was sure to draw some of the more hardcore regulars, who might think she was part of the evening’s programs. John needed to make sure the woman was looked after, preferably by himself. That is, after he found out what the hell she was doing there in the first place.

      John told Mick, his chief bartender, to make sure all the boys and some of the girls knew that the woman with the silver band was off-limits and got anything she wanted, on the house. John picked up the club paperwork he was checking and moved from behind the bar, quickly crossing the room to the V.I.P. entrance. He still had to prepare for the evening’s exclusive party. Slipping through the door, he moved down the hall and through a second entry that led to his upstairs apartment.

      Opening the door to his home, John picked up the remote as he passed the bank of security monitors lining his living room wall. He pressed the 'on' button of the remote and tossed the device behind him, and it landed with a soft thud on his sofa. One by one, the screens came to life, showing various areas of the club. He located the mousy woman that had stirred his primal urges. John had no idea why he felt so strongly. He’d dated much prettier women. The woman passing under his security cameras appeared to be plain at first.

      John tilted his head, studying her. There was something about her: the way she held her back straight, the defiant lift of her chin as she navigated the various crowds surging into the main dance hall. He chuckled. She knew she was out of place, but she was daring anyone to point that fact out. John walked closer to the monitors and touched his fingers to the screen, outlining her body with his index finger. Perhaps it was her aloofness, the way she held herself away from the others. This woman appeared to have some very interesting qualities. And he couldn’t shake the feeling that he knew her from somewhere.

      She wore cream slacks with a red loose furry top. The dark shade enhanced the latte color of her skin, and her pleated blouse had a deep V in the

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