Leaning forward in the driver's seat, Catania Wylde stared out her car's windshield at the huge, two-story, Mediterranean-style mansion. A simple sign next to one of the large, wooden entry doors announced its name in script lettering.

Anything Goes

No hours of operation. No description of what existed beyond those doors. No other information of any kind. Only the name.

Rumors about Anything Goes had circulated around her office and among her friends for months regarding what happened behind those doors. The club had opened three years ago and supposedly featured any kind of sex act a person could want. Memberships were mandatory. A person simply didn't walk through the doors. A person had to be invited inside the luxurious mansion.

On private property and surrounded by woods, the mansion remained well hidden. Cat had spent a lot of time on Google Earth until she'd finally discovered what she thought was the right place. She'd driven about twenty-five miles outside of Dallas until she'd found the narrow county road. Tall oak trees and mountain cedar shrubs protected the entrance to the property. The long private lane was barely wide enough for two vehicles to pass.

The sheriff's department didn't bother the members. Politicians looked the other way. Anything Goes had its own rules, its own laws. That's what she'd heard.

She wanted to do more than hear. She wanted to experience it.

The fact that she didn't know any members wouldn't stop her. After a fifteen-year marriage that had never been good sexually, she wanted to let go and do something daring, something totally out of her character. Spending an evening here would be an excellent start to her new life.

Her fortieth birthday in two weeks would be the perfect time to visit the exclusive sex club. Cat decided in that moment that somehow, someway, she would get an invitation into Anything Goes.

* * * * *

Alexander Cline flipped through the spreadsheets on his computer screen. Business had steadily climbed over the last eighteen months, despite the majority of the country suffering from staggering unemployment figures. His invention of several applications for smartphones had driven up the stock for A.L. Cline Industries, and his net worth.

Of course, A.L. Cline wasn't his only source of income.

He enjoyed having money. Growing up in the typical middle-class family meant money had been tight at times. Alex could now afford to buy whatever he wanted, go wherever he wanted, do whatever he wanted.

It didn't make him any less lonely.

Alex blew out a deep breath as he continued to scroll through the spreadsheets. He could've gotten married years ago if he'd settled for a woman who loved him far more than he loved her. Instead, he'd waited for the woman he truly loved, the woman who belonged to another man.

What a wuss.

No one knew how he felt except his twin sister, Lisa. He couldn't keep any secrets from her. They'd been close their whole lives, and became even closer after losing their parents when they were twenty-five. Thirteen years had passed since the accident that had claimed their parents' lives, yet Alex still thought of them every day.

Since he had no one in his life except his sister, Alex poured all his time into the business. Working at it almost twenty-four/seven contributed to its success. What started out as a dream to be his own boss had turned him into a multi-millionaire. Lisa said that made him a great catch, that any woman would fall at his feet. He didn't want a woman who fell at his feet because of his money. He wanted someone to love him as much as he loved her.

He blew out another breath. Man, you are a wuss today. Snap out of it!

Thanks to Anything Goes, at least he didn't have to go without sex, unless he chose to spend an evening in the office instead of the rooms. The club he and his sister had started on a whim three years ago had been more successful than anything he could have imagined. Celebrities, politicians, and royalty had all visited his club for an evening of whatever kind of sex they could imagine. No one blinked about the twenty-five-thousand-dollar yearly membership fee, not with guaranteed anonymity and privacy.

It also helped to have a United States Congressman as one of his best friends. Local law enforcement didn't ever bother Alex or anyone at his club.

The sound of Lisa's ringtone on his cell phone dragged him from the self-pity mode he despised. Thankful for the break, he snatched up the phone from his desk. "Hey, sis."

"Hey, bro. I have news."

"What kind of news?"

"The kind I need to tell you in person. Are you free for lunch?"

"Yeah."

"Meet me at Red Lobster on Hulen about twelve-thirty. I took the day off and need to pick up a couple of things in that area."

"Okay." Alex leaned back in his chair. "You're being very mysterious, sis."

"What I have to tell you will make you very happy. See you later."

"Bye."

Alex placed his cell back on his desk. The smug tone he'd heard in Lisa's voice brought a smile to his lips. She loved to make him suffer. All in fun, of course. He knew she would be the first one to his side should he need help of any kind.

A glance at his watch showed him he had a little over an hour before he had to leave to meet Lisa. That should give him enough time to finish sorting the spreadsheets.

* * * * *

Alex set down his glass of iced tea and stood when he spotted the hostess leading Lisa to the table. She accepted his kiss on her cheek with a smile, then slid into the booth opposite him. "Through shopping?" he asked.

"Oh, no. I've barely started."

"Figures." He took two packets of artificial sweetener from the container on the table and laid them by her glass of tea. "So, what's going to make me very happy?"

An impish smile spread over her lips. He knew that look. She planned to drag this out as long as possible. "Lisa. Spill."

"You're always in such a hurry." She opened her menu. "I'm really hungry. What are you having?"

"I'm not having anything until you tell me what's going on."

With a playful huff, she closed her menu, stacked her hands on top of it. "Cat's divorce was final Friday."

Alex wondered if all the blood had drained out of his head when he saw spots in front of his eyes. He blinked to try and clear his vision. "What?" he asked weakly.

"It's true. She showed me the divorce papers. I had no idea she'd decided to finally get rid of that bum, but I'm so glad she did."

Catania, divorced. The woman he'd secretly loved for years no longer had a man in her life. That meant now she could be involved with him.

No. No. The ink wasn't even dry on the divorce papers yet. He couldn't—wouldn't—push her for anything until she had the chance to heal. The divorce may have been her idea, but it still had to hurt to end a long marriage.

Lisa leaned forward, an eager expression on her face. "This is your chance, Alex. Call her and ask her out."

"I can't do that. You said her divorce was final Friday. She isn't ready to go out with anyone."

"Oh, yes, she is. She's ready for a lot of things." That smug tone came back to his sister's voice as she added the sweetener to her tea. Alex braced himself for what she would say next. "She wants to go to Anything Goes for her fortieth birthday."

Even with bracing himself, Alex almost choked on his swallow of tea. "What?" he managed to gasp.

"You heard me."

"She knows about the club?"

"Of course she knows about the club. Everybody at the hospital knows about the club, or at least a big percentage of them do. Rumors fly around all the time about what happens there, or if it's even real. Some people I've talked to don't believe it exists. I have to bite my tongue so I won't tell them I'm a part owner."

The woman he loved, the woman he adored, wanted to go to a sex club. She wanted to watch other people have sex, maybe participate in one of the play areas. His cock twitched as he imagined her ivory skin shiny with sweat while one of the members pounded his dick into her wet pussy. Or maybe one would fuck her mouth while the other fucked her pussy. Or ass.

My God, how hot would it be to watch a guy fuck her ass?

"You okay with that?" Lisa asked.

More okay than I probably should be. He shifted on his seat to relieve some of the pressure on his shaft. "Sure. Why wouldn't I be okay with it?"

"I know the way you feel about her."

"Catania's a grown woman. She can do whatever she wants."

Lisa gave him her you're-hiding-something-from-me look. "It doesn't bother you that she might have sex with several men at the same time? Or women? I've been at the club many times. I know exactly what goes on there."

"You've never been there while I was, so I have no idea what you did. Nor do I want to know. I like wearing blinders and thinking you're still a virgin."

Lisa snorted with laughter. "Oh, that's funny. I could tell you such stories—"

"I don't want to hear them!"

Lisa snickered, but quickly sobered when the waitress arrived to take their order. Once she left, Lisa leaned forward again. "Cat just got out of a marriage where she said the sex sucked. She's really horny. So horny she's even mentioned those online sites where all the people want is sex." She swished her straw through her iced tea. "She told me she had a physical after Perry moved out, so she won't have to produce a lab report before she goes to the club."

"If she goes to the club."

"She wants to try something she's never done, Alex. She hasn't been specific with me, so I don't know exactly what she wants to do or try. I can't tell her everything that happens at the club. She'd have to wonder how I know so much."

Alex's cock twitched again at the thought of a horny Catania. Perhaps the sex had sucked in her marriage, but he had no doubt she'd be magnificent in bed. He imagined her lying on his bed, her short black hair curled around her face. She'd look at him from those icy blue eyes as he joined her on the bed. He'd palm her full breasts, tease her nipples with his thumbs, while he kissed her, over and over and over. . .

"Alex!"

He snapped back to the present at Lisa's sharp tone. "What?"

"I said a bunch of us at the hospital are taking her out for dinner next Friday. That's her birthday. I plan to give her an invitation to the club then. What date should I put on it?"

Due to the members' privacy, he and Lisa rarely gave out invitations to the club. When they did, it was for one night only. "Make it for Saturday night after her birthday. That prince from the Middle East is coming in on Saturday with his entourage. Since he likes to watch everyone play, his people will put on quite a show for him, as they usually do."

"Will you make sure Cat sees it?"

"If she comes to the club, she'll experience everything it can offer."

The waitress served their salads. Lisa dug right into hers, but Alex held back, still in thought about how to make the evening perfect for Catania. Whenever a new person visited the club, he or she were assigned a guide to show the guest around and explain the different areas. Once the guest felt comfortable and decided he or she wanted to get more physical, the guide would step back and let the guest play with the members. Or the guide would play, if that's what the guest wanted.

Cameras were discreetly placed in every room. Alex used them for security, not for voyeurism. In Catania's case, he could watch whatever happened to her without her ever knowing.

His cock liked that idea.

"You know what you could do," Lisa said, tearing apart her second roll.

"What?"

"You could be her guide."

"How could I do that? She knows me."

"Blindfold her." She chewed and swallowed her bite of roll. "Have Everett be her guide. Once he's shown her around, he can take her to a private play room and you'll trade places with him. Your voices are similar enough that she probably won't be able to tell the difference if she's blindfolded. Especially if you whisper."

Everett would be the perfect guide for Catania. Although he preferred the company of men, he also enjoyed sex with women. He knew how to get the ladies fired up with sexy words and arousing touches. Alex knew Everett would happily go along with the switch before he found his own play partner for the evening.

As soon as that thought formed in his mind, Alex discarded it. He couldn't trick Catania into having sex with him. That would be wrong on so many levels. "I can't do that."

Lisa frowned. "Why not?"

"Because I would be lying to Catania."

"She's going there for sex, Alex. Don't you think she'd rather have sex with a man she knows?"

"Not necessarily. Having sex with a stranger is a huge fantasy for both men and women."

"Alex, trust me. Cat won't mind the switch. I'm sure of that." She took a sip of her tea through the straw. "I'll give her the invitation and somehow manage not to tell her how I got it. That's going to be hard. I don't keep secrets from my best friend."

"Just think about how much she'll enjoy this secret. That should make it easier for you."

She smiled. "True. So we have a plan, right?"

"We have a plan. Operation Catania will take place in twelve days."

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