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‘Things have just been weird lately.’
‘Having doubts?’
‘Yeah, I think I am.’
‘Being famous doesn’t make him worth sticking around for. You’d have a queue out the door if you were single.’
I smiled at my bestie as she let out a squeal. A man in nothing but some tight leather shorts was crawling past and stopped at her feet.
‘Would you like a footrest, Miss?’ he asked her, keeping his eyes on the floor.
She laughed and shrugged. ‘Why the hell not?’
The man practically trembled when she put her feet up on his back, and I left her and Erica giggling over him as I went searching for Cameron and Maeve.
The club was packed with people, but the way it was laid out made it still feel exclusive. I opened a curtain which held a glass lined corridor. The glass windows looked into play rooms. Some were empty, while others held a series of different rooms where people were engaging in a range of sex acts.
I swallowed hard as I watched a woman with her head between another woman’s legs, the one receiving the attention shuddering hard as she came. Bar porn, I’d never seen real people having sex, and it sent tingles rushing through me. Moving down amongst the watchers, I made my way past room after room of deviance before stopping in front of a room seeped in red. Inside, a woman had three men inside her simultaneously, her face blissed out as she swallowed down one man’s dick. A wave a pure lust washed over me, and I placed a hand against the glass as I steadied myself. Her eyes rolled back as the two other men angled themselves to stroke deep inside her, one in each hole as their balls rubbed back and forth on one another. I couldn’t imagine feeling so full, so attended upon. The man inside her pussy pulled out and dropped his face between her thighs, lapping at her as the other man continued to fuck her ass. A tingle made its way up my spine as she came hard, her fingers threading into the man’s hair as she rode his face. I looked around, that familiar feeling of being watched sweeping over me. There was no masked man, though. I turned back to the action before slipping along the corridor to where it was quieter.
A familiar figure was in the room, laying on the bed with a woman on his face.
Tommy.
It was like a hole was punched straight through my chest.
The woman was moaning as she ground her hips, while Tommy’s fingers dug into the sides of her ass. I didn’t need to see his obscured face to know it was him. I saw red. How many times had I begged him to touch me, to make me come? He had never gone down on me. Not once in almost two years. Yet he was eating the woman like a man fucking starved.
Rage swarmed me.
It wasn’t that he wasn’t willing to give pleasure. He just wasn’t willing to give me pleasure.
‘He’s not worth it.’ A male voice said near my ear, making me jump.
I turned to see Mac there and narrowed my eyes. My rage needed a conduit and his grumpy self was the perfect place for it.
‘What the fuck would you know about someone being worth it? Hardly seen you holding down a relationship.’
Mac didn’t flinch at my words, he just kept staring at me with his stupid, dark lash-lined eyes.
‘Look at him, he doesn’t give a shit who knows he’s got his face between someone else’s thighs. Anyone could see. He knows you could see.’
Pain gripped my insides as I looked at Tommy, who was now leaning over the woman, kissing her as he fingered her slowly while she writhed below him.
‘What am I supposed to do? Break in there and yell at him?’
‘You could get even?’
My breath caught as Mac leaned in behind me, his hot breath on my neck as he pinned me between the window and him.
‘What are you doing?’ I asked, looking around me as people mingled in the corridor. ‘Your family members are here.’
‘I couldn’t give a flying fuck. They have heads they can turn away.’
He slipped a hand up my skirt as I gasped, his fingers delving below my panties and slipping into my wetness.
‘Not here. Not like this,’ I moaned, his fingers driving any sense out of my head.
I grabbed him by the hand and threaded through the corridor until we found an alcove, where I threw caution to the wind and pressed him back into it. It was stupid, and rash, and a terrible fucking decision, but I needed to replace my anger with something else. And Mac was tall, dark and brooding and could stand in for my masked man in a pinch.
