Seduction by Velvet Page B

forward in her tight-fitting low-cut top. “Thanks for the vodka.” She batted her eyes as he stood directly in front of Terra’s stool. “I’m Lexi”—she extended her hand—“and this is my friend, Terra.”
    Mason barely looked at Lexington because his eyes were glued to Terra. “Finally, a proper introduction,” he said to her.
    â€œNot really,” Terra responded glibly, “because I still don’t know your name.”
    â€œMy bad.” He grinned. “I’m Mason Anthony.” He reached for her hand, and held it in his for a brief second before letting it go.
    â€œSo, Mason,” Lexington said, interrupting their vibe, “what do you do?”
    â€œI’m into real estate,” he said, with a ready answer. Trey had schooled him on what to say when that question came up. It was a partial truth, since they were always scouting properties to convert into another Black Door. Though one of his duties at the club was to recruit new members, he had to use his discretion, and Terra didn’t look like she belonged at the Black Door.
    â€œOh, are you an agent?” Lexington asked.
    â€œNo,” he said, preferring not to elaborate. “And what about you?” He returned his attention to Terra. “What do you do?”
    â€œI’m an actress,” she said proudly, as if she were already a star.
    â€œOh, yeah?” His eyes lit up. She was so beautiful that he should have known that she was in the entertainment industry. “Would I have seen you in anything?”
    â€œNot unless you go to auditions,” Lexington butted in. “She’s still trying to land the role of a lifetime.” She laughed as if she had just told the funniest joke.
    Terra cut Lexi a “don’t even go there” look, and said, “It’s true, I’m still pounding the pavement, but it’s just a matter of time before you see my face on the silver screen.”
    I’d love to see your face in my bed, he thought. “Move over, Halle.” He smiled. “Here comes Terra.”
    Terra blushed at the remark. She was warming up to him. Not only was he handsome, he was complimentary as well, and she liked the attention.
    Lexington could see that he was totally interested in Terra, and that she didn’t have a chance at stealing his attention, so she excused herself and walked over to the group of Abercrombie boys. Within minutes, she was standing in the center of the crowd and chatting up the cutest guy in the bunch.
    â€œShe’s something else,” he said, watching her mesmerize the youngster.
    â€œThat she is,” Terra said, looking at her ego-maniac friend soak up all the attention she was getting.
    The bartender kept their glasses full as they traded bits and pieces of their lives. Ironically, they both left out the most important details. Terra didn’t mention that her last name was Benson, and Mason failed to mention that he managed a sex club for a living. They had nearly polished off the fifth of vodka, and were feeling no pain. Terra had loosened up considerably, and was now laughing easily at his corny jokes.
    â€œWhen I was a kid, our apartment was so small that the welcome mat was wall-to-wall carpeting,” he said, mimicking Rodney Dangerfield.
    â€œThat’s too funny,” she said, laughing, and slapped his thigh.
    A charge ran up Mason’s leg at her touch. He put his hand on top of hers and held it in place. She didn’t pull away, and he was glad.
    Terra glanced down at their hands, and then her eyes traveled up to his crotch area. Her eyes lit up when she saw his full package. His legs were cocked open, giving her a complete view of what he had to offer, and the offering was substantial. She was getting wet just thinking about releasing his captive penis, and riding it up and down. She hadn’t had sex in so long that she wondered if her pussy still