Broken Toy [Suncoast Society] (Siren Publishing Sensations) by Tymber Dalton Read Free Book Online Page A

totally brainfarted on the munch tomorrow.” He turned to Bill. “Did you want to go to that? We’d be happy to go with you.”
    “Munch?”
    “Our once a month group dinner,” Tony said. “Vanilla, don’t worry. It’s a larger group. This month we’re having it over at Ballentine’s off Bee Ridge. In their meeting room in the back. Starts at six.”
    “They don’t mind you doing that?”
    “They love it,” Laura assured him. “We rotate between a couple of restaurants. We average thirty or more people per munch. That’s a guaranteed busy night for them, and we tend to tip well. They know what we’re about, but they don’t mind because it’s more than worth it to them, and we’re careful not to disturb any other diners.”
    “Who else is going?”
    Other than Sully, Clarisse, and Mac, who lived up in Tarpon Springs, it appeared nearly everyone else was going.
    He didn’t give himself time to think about it. Take the damn risk. “Sure. That sounds like fun.”
     
    * * * *
     
    There were already over a dozen cars sitting in the parking lot when they all arrived at Venture. The club occupied space in a two-story, nondescript warehouse building in an industrial complex east of I-75.
    Bill was a little surprised to realize he didn’t feel nervous at all. In fact, a pleasant tingle of anticipation ran through him.
    That was something he hadn’t felt in too damn long.
    He met up with Laura and Rob in the club’s lobby. Other than some items hanging on the walls and some books for sale, it really didn’t seem very shocking. Hell, a lot tamer than the scattering of adult video and toy stores down in his home turf of Charlotte county.
    Stop thinking like a cop. You’re here for fun.
    Although it was hard to turn off his cop brain, he was determined to stay several hours, at least, and force himself to do something fun besides sitting in front of the TV and watching History Channel reruns for a change.
    Okay, so maybe not for fun, but at least for a distraction. Something to get him out amongst a better selection of the human race than he usually had to deal with as part of his job.
    After getting his club membership handled and finding out he had a comped entry that night courtesy of Seth and Leah, Rob and Laura led him to the door.
    “Ready?” Laura asked.
    “No, but let’s do it anyway.”
    “That’s the spirit,” Rob said with a grin.
    Rob opened the door and they walked inside. The main lights had been dimmed, but there were several colored lights scattered around the space and highlighting various pieces of equipment. It looked clean, which was a start. A long buffet table was set out on the far right side, where there was a grouping of round tables and chairs for people to sit and socialize.
    Also on the right side of the space sat several groupings of couches. On the far left and merging into the middle of the space were various pieces of play equipment. He wasn’t sure what all of them were for, but from the looks of one woman, who was strapped to an X-shaped wooden frame in one corner while her male companion went after her with what he guessed was a flogger, it wasn’t difficult to imagine.
    Bill noticed while several of the couples and triads he’d just eaten dinner with had brought various rolling suitcases or duffel bags into the club with them, Rob and Laura hadn’t. Laura only carried a large bag he thought was her purse.
    “You look like you’re traveling sort of light compared to the others,” he noted.
    Rob grinned. “You’d be surprised what little we can use to play with when we get creative.”
    “We’re not as implement-intense as others,” Laura said. “Besides, my ass is still bruised from the beating I got last week.” She hooked her arm through Rob’s and looked up at him with something Bill could easily label adoration. “He’s going easy on me this week.”
    “A little rope bondage, a little forced orgasm torture.” He playfully swatted her ass. “Go