That would happen when hell froze over.

Sloane rearranged her anger and gave me a tight smile when I stepped close.

“Mr. Newcomb, is there something I can help you with?”

Christ.

Mr. Newcomb.

It would help if she stopped calling me that. It would also help if she found a sweater and coat and hid every luscious curve. Further, it would help a whole fucking lot if she’d open up and tell me the damn truth about why she was working in a sex club.

“Sorry to interrupt,” I lied. “There’s a spill in the Gold Room.”

Or there would be when the blonde on her knees finished off her date.

“Thank you, I’ll send someone in.” Then she turned to Lorenzo and smiled a sultry, flirtatious smile. “Excuse me, Mr. Kelly.”

Sloane turned and Lorenzo’s eyes dropped to her ass. My need to rip the asshole’s eyes out of his head became overwhelming to the point I was fighting the urge. Thankfully before the last of my control snapped Lorenzo looked over at me.

“How are you enjoying your time at Joi?”

I wasn’t.

“Entertaining.”

“That’s it, entertaining? Are you not finding what you need?”

Oh, I’d found something, I wasn’t sure if Sloane was what I needed but I sure as hell wanted her.

I swallowed down the bile and played the part I was sent in to play.

“Yes, Mr. Kelly, entertaining. Unfortunately, your father’s club doesn’t cater to my needs, yet few clubs do.”

Lorenzo’s eyes lit.

“Rough?”

“Yes, among other things.”

A grin spread across his face that sent a chill down my spine. And seeing as this was not my first rodeo that was saying something.

“I see you haven’t used your platinum membership to its full capacity.”

“And what capacity is that?”

“Limitless.”

Fuck.

“Perhaps I haven’t,” I started. “But, still, the rules of the club would prevent me from taking what I need.”

Lorenzo didn’t miss my insinuation and his grin turned predatory.

“You misunderstood, Mr. Newcomb. When I said limitless, I meant limitless.”

“I enjoy fresh. Is that something you could deliver as well?”

The acid in my gut churned but it started to bubble when he nodded.

“So fresh, you’ll taste nothing but sweetness.”

Sweetness.

Good Christ.

“And if I wanted to keep her?”

“Keep her?”

The question was bullshit. The dirty motherfucker knew exactly what I was asking.

“How much extra would that cost?”

Lorenzo waved my inquiry off.

“I don’t discuss such things while good times are to be had. We’ll meet and plan your private party. Any additional fee can be arranged at that time.”

“Looking forward to that meeting, Mr. Kelly. I won’t keep you any longer.”

I lifted my hand, Lorenzo accepted, and the moment his hand wrapped around mine I regretted it.

Sick fuck.

“Do try to enjoy yourself. All of the women here have some experience under them, meaning they’re good with their mouths. At least get yourself a blowjob to hold you over.”