Zane

Ruby's eyes widen as she takes in Sinner around us.

Oh, sweetheart. This is nothing.

Her innocence is so rare in this place, in this city, where every pleasure is there for the taking. Where you can indulge whatever you want to whenever you want to. But it comes with a price. A lot of people are jaded early, have seen and done everything and have the scars to show for it.

The man in me wants to hold on to Ruby's innocence, treasure it, cherish it. But the wolf in me wants to claim it, take it. Make Ruby mine.

I don't know if I'm strong enough to hold it off in this case. She's just so perfect. All of me wants her so much.

I pull her to the dance floor and bring her in tight against me, wanting to feel those curves, feel her move with me. She hesitates at first, a little shy. It rouses the protective instincts in me even as I want to show her more, do more with her.

To her.

The conflicting urges are driving me insane.

And then she gets into the swing of things, her body starting to grind and undulate against me like she was born to do it. Like it's natural for her. Not a learned way to entice, done just for effect.

I groan, but it's largely covered up by the sheer noise of the place. My cock throbs in my pants as I push up against her, breathing in her scent. She's so sexy, so innocent. The contradiction draws me like nothing else.

I want her alone. Alone and naked where we can finish what we started earlier. My mouth waters at the thought.

I'm about to suggest going to some place quieter, when I feel a pair of silicone filled double-Ds press up against my back.

Oh no.

"Hey Zane," a voice purrs. "Why don't you ditch the little girl and I can go show you what a real woman can do."

Ruby steps back, her eyes locked on the woman behind me.

Shit. I'm hoping she didn't hear that in the avalanche of sound in here.

I extricate myself from Jen's grip and turn around with a smile. "I'm sorry, you have the wrong person," I say politely.

I turn away at her confused look, taking Ruby's hand and pushing through the crowd once more. Time to head to a different place.

As I guide us to the door, a couple of guys slap me on the back.

"Hey man! Love the new bots at the Moon!"

"Yeah, top notch!" the shorter one agrees. "Going to a killer party later, do you want to come?"

"Wrong guy," I mutter, pushing past them too. Is everyone I've ever met out tonight? Ruby just started to relax with me. I don't want her to get her guard back up. And learning who I really am will most definitely do that.

"Hi, handsome!" another woman calls out, her sheer dress doing nothing but highlighting the body underneath. "Where are you going in such a hurry?"

I keep my head down and push out of the club. I come here too much.

As we make it out to the sidewalk, I breathe a sigh of relief and pull Ruby along to another club, somewhere I don't go as often.

"Did you know those people?" Ruby asks behind me.

"They must have had the wrong guy," I say easily. "It's so dark in there, it's easy to get confused."

"They seemed pretty sure," she says, suspicion creeping into her voice.

"I want to show you around," I say, changing the subject. "That place can be a little too much sometimes."

I pull her into another club, one not quite as crowded or as dark. And without nearly the amount of drugs being passed around.

"Hey guys," I greet the bouncers.

They greet me with a smile, immediately letting me in. Most of the bouncers know me at this point.

Ruby watches with narrowed eyes but doesn't say anything.

"Do you want a drink?" I ask, heading to the bar.

"Just some water, thanks," she says, looking around the place.

It's part lounge, with big cushy booths that invite you to sit down, order more drinks. There are multiple dance floors in the multi-level, open floor plan place. Each with a different nature theme—the beach, mountains, a lake, the desert, a view of the night sky that's almost impossible to get anywhere with the light pollution these days.

The holograms are transparent from the outside, but I know they seem very real when on the dance floor itself. The creators went all out. Even the floors themselves are programmable, able to simulate wet sand, rock, grass. With the soundtrack and the scents pumped into each area, it creates a pretty damn immersive experience, one not really available to people in real life apart from the few nature preserves that still exist.

I grab two waters, not wanting to drink if Ruby isn't going to. We down them quickly and then I pull her to the floors.

"What do you feel like?" I ask, wanting her to pick.

"Oh, can we try them all?" she asks, her face excited as she takes them in.

"Sure," I say, smiling.

Her excitement is infectious, even though I usually feel cynical in places like this, tallying up the costs, wondering how their bottom lines are doing. But I let myself just enjoy the experience as Ruby leads us to the beach first.

"Oh, it feels like we're on sand!" she gasps, grinning as she breathes in. "Or what I guess sand would feel like. And I can smell the ocean!"

I nod, enjoying just watching her pleasure.

The waves crash against the beach as she settles against me, swaying to the slow tempo of the music. She sighs against me, her body molded to mine. This is nice. Soothing, even though my erection hasn't abated.

Ruby moves back a little to look at my face, her cheeks flushed, her breath a little fast. She's not unaffected by my closeness. But she doesn't make a move.

"Come on, let's go to the desert next," she says, grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the beach simulation.

I groan silently. There's something else I'd much rather be doing, nut I don't want to ruin her fun. So I go from scene to scene with her, watching her face light up as she experiences each one for the first time.

Will she be like this when I have her naked? When I show her everything her body can do? Everything we can do together?

My cock twitches with interest. I don't think it's ever been this hard for this long before. I'm starting to wonder if I might break something down there.

As I'm laughing at something Ruby says, I glance up and accidentally make eye contact with a familiar woman.

Probably a one night stand. She seems like the type I'd go for. Exaggerated curves, skimpy dress, pretty face under all that make up and hair. She smiles, starting to make her way over to me. I quickly turn away again, hoping to hide that fact. But Ruby is already frowning in her direction.

"Does she know you?" she asks, even as I start hustling us towards the door.

"No, she was looking at the guy behind us," I lie, feeling more than a twinge of guilt.

I've lived fast and hard and never felt badly about it. I enjoy myself, revel in pleasure. Live life to the fullest.

But for the first time, I feel… shame. I don't want Ruby to see that part of me. What will she think? Will she judge me? Will she not want anything to do with me? I don't want to find out.

I take her out and to another club down the street. We get in easily once again.

"Do you know all the bouncers?" Ruby asks with a laugh as we walk in.

My smile is a little strained. "I've been to all of these places before," I say obliquely. "This place is one of the nicer ones."

She looks around, her face softening as she takes in the scene. It's modeled after old school Italy, with the hologram of a cobblestone town square overlaid on the actual structure, the scent of the outdoors and the big open sky projected above us lending a sense of realness to the scene.

The music is pretty, swaying, not the kind to grind to. But the kind to hold your lover close, which I'm completely fine with.

Once again, I wrap my arms around Ruby and she sinks in against me. And we sway to the music, every inch of her pressed up against me.

I know she can feel my erection against her stomach, because I can feel the hardened tips of her breasts even through all the layers between us.

I lay my head against the top of hers, letting the music and the closeness of our bodies seduce her. I know it's working on me. I feel drunk with the feel of her, with the scent of her. I've never spent this much time trying to seduce someone before. Usually, the fact that I'm a Singarti and that I have power and money does the work for me.

It doesn't hurt that I'm not ugly.

But I find that I don't mind the extra time and effort. I like that she's not throwing herself at me. There's just something about her. She's special. Clean and real when I've almost forgotten what that really is.

I want her. I ache with it.

I slide my hand into her silky hair and tilt her head back, scanning her soft face. She's relaxed. The music, the surroundings, the warmth of our bodies have all done their work. Leaning down, I press my mouth against hers in a slow, thorough kiss.

"Hmmm."

She wraps her arms around my neck, kissing me back just as slowly, just as thoroughly. Our bodies continue to sway together. My hands clench on the small of her back as the heat between us intensifies.

I want more of her.

All of her.