He chuckles. “First time?” Silently, I nod. First time what? I don’t know. First time in a kinky sex dungeon, yes. First time my curiosity has gotten me in trouble, not even close. “Need a drink?” he asks. “Desperately,” I whisper as I rest my arms on the bar, not daring to turn back toward the erotic display in the middle of the room. “Want me to fix you up something? I could surprise you.” Judging by his accent, he is also from America, like Phoenix and Jack.
