La Petite Mort - J.A. Thomas - E-Book

La Petite Mort E-Book

J.A. Thomas

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La Petite Mort is a club like you have never seen. A highly secretive, exclusive bubble of hedonism in which anything is possible. Enter this world by the eyes of a curious rookie, and navigate this sensual and enticing atmosphere where anything is possible. The curiosity gets the best of him as he leaves all inhibitions behind and falls into the trap of a gorgeous seductress; a club regular who wastes no time in showing him what La Petite Mort is really about. In his BERLINABLE debut, J.A. Thomas masterfully combines excitement, mystery, and explosive sexual tension in a unique erotic tale.

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LA PETITE MORT

J.A. Thomas

Artcover: Eva Slovak

Copyright: BERLINABLE UG

Berlinable invites you to leave all your fears behind and dive into a world where sex is a tool for self-empowerment.

Our mission is to change the world - one soul at a time.

When people accept their own sexuality, they build a more tolerant society.

Words to inspire, to encourage, to transform.

Open your mind and free your deepest desires.

All rights reserved. It is not permitted to copy, distribute or otherwise publish the content of this eBook without the express permission of the publisher. Subject to changes, typographical errors and spelling errors. The plot and the characters in this book are fictitious. Any resemblance to dead or living people or public figures is not intended and are purely coincidental.

The scent of freshly lit cigarettes filled the warm, humid air, flooding into my nostrils and inciting a desire for me to light one of my own. Usually, by 10pm on Saturday night, I’d already be in the club with a vodka-soda in one hand and a beautiful girl in the other, but not tonight. I’d recently heard about a somewhat underground nightclub right in the heart of downtown called La Petite Mort. It was, according to Jason, “the epitome of the club experience.” And, naturally, that was enough to cause a surge of curiosity. What was so special about it?

At 26, drinking had lost its edge. Sure, it was fun when I turned 21, and even a little bit before that, but after waking up with countless hangovers I’d begun to lose interest. Naturally, as that interest faded out, so did my appetite for nightclubs. But I couldn’t deny the results I’d see by spending only an hour or two on a Saturday night at the bar - loud, electronic music pounding away. Beautiful women thrusting their hips like no one was watching.

It’s not even that I enjoy the taste of a vodka-soda - quite the contrary, actually. That bitter taste of liquor coupled with the flavorless fizz of soda water and just a hint of lime, like someone was whispering what you were supposed to be tasting into your ear. It took quite a bit of practice for me to drink it without making a face of pure disgust. But, just like with beer, I eventually acquired the palate.

I pushed a cigarette between my lips and flicked my lighter, taking in a mouthful of aromatic smoke. It was strange to me that there was no one else waiting outside of this non-descript brick building. I couldn’t help but feel like I was in the wrong spot. There was no sign, no people, no sounds of music pounding away inside. But this was the address Jason gave me. And he’d even warned me that it didn’t look like a club on the outside.