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“Come on,” he tugs my hand, leading me toward a dance floor that’s filled with people dry humping. Not unusual at a club, save for the tits and dicks flying everywhere.
I let Mason pull me into the crowd of people. I let him circle his arms around me from behind and I let him force me to dance.
Yeah, I’m definitely glad I brought him because if I didn’t, they wouldn’t have even let me in.
“How are you so calm?” I ask him quietly, the sound of my voice impossible for anyone else to hear over their own, drug-induced sex craze. Well . . . and the music. “What did you do last time?”
I can feel him stiffen behind me and ice fills my stomach.
I move to turn toward him, but he grabs me by the hips, pulling me back into his hard chest.
“I didn’t do anything,” he murmurs low in my ear. A shiver moves through me from his stubble against my neck and I relent, letting him move me along to the music. “I came with an ex. I left after five minutes. This isn’t my scene, Hannah.”
“Well, that makes two of us,” I grumble, putting on my bestI’m ready to get railed by strangersface, so no one suspects that inside, I’m ready to bolt.
It’s not that I’m against anyone getting off. I actually don’t care what you like, so long as you aren’t hurting someone or doing something you shouldn’t.
It’s the depravity for everyone to see that makes me uncomfortable.
“You’ve just got to blend in,” Mason whispers, quietly.
“I don’t know how.”
“Feel my cock?” Mason’s fingers on my hips tighten and he presses his erection against my back. A warmth envelopes mewhen his lips trail up the side of my neck and if I didn’t know any better, he’s enjoying this a little more than he would like to let on.
So maybe Mason Carpenter’snotas indifferent to me as he’d like me to believe.
I bite my lip, hazily appalled at myself that I’m even thinking things like this in a room full of sweaty, sex-fueled people. It’s not them, though . . . it’s him and how he can turn me into a puddle of mush with just a few words.
“That’s only for you, little doe. And you look so fucking pretty right now, grinding on it.” I let out a shaky breath, my hand finding his on my hip as I arch into him. I don’t know whether I’m trying to hold him there or pull him away, but when his hand slides up my stomach, all I can think about is what I wanthimto do to me.
Act like you want to be here, Hannah, I urge myself, but that anxiety still bubbles beneath the surface. People swallow us in the crowd, and between Mason’s roaming my body and the thumping of the overhead music, my mind is maxed out.
He nips my ear and then he’s spinning me in his arms and tugging me to him. I let myself follow his lead and lift my face to his. He obliges, pressing his lips to mine and drinking me in.
Someone presses up behind me and I realize it’s a woman from her breasts when she pushes them into my back, her hands above Mason’s on my hips and swaying me with the music.
“Easy. I have you.” Mason breathes against my lips when I stiffen. My skin crawls, but I force myself to lean into him, even as another person comes up to wrap her arms around his back.
Forcing myself to breathe, I sink into him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pushing the stranger's hands on my body out of my mind. I knew coming here, I might have tokiss someone, at the very least. I’m glad it was Mason and not someone likespit on meman from the cage near the bar.
When the girl behind me slips her hand up to my top to cup my breasts, I jump, recoiling at the feeling, but Mason doesn’t release me. Instead, he takes her hands and pulls them back to my hips, slipping his lips down my neck, like he’s kissing me there, instead of speaking.
“Off the bathroom, there are private rooms.”
“No,” I breathe, forcing myself to stroke the side of his neck and hoping he can hear me over the music. I refuse to dothathere.
“The same hallway leads to the dressing rooms in the back,” he murmurs, so low I don’t think anyone else could have heard him. “We buy a room and sneak into the dressing rooms when the guard’s busy.”
He slips back up to my lips, slipping his tongue between my lips and tangling with mine until my world rocks on its axis. The woman behind him reaches around, rubbing my ass and disgust fills me.
“Ladies,” Mason says when he disentangles me from the two women trying to form a grind train on us. “My wife needs a break.”
They bothbooand I can’t stop myself from rolling my eyes. One of them—a beautiful brunette wraps her arms around his waist and tries to grope him through his jeans. Luckily, he catches her hand and pries her away before she does, but the sickening feeling of both jealousy and revulsion rise inside me.
Mason steps away from them and wraps his arm around my waist. He pulls me toward the back where, sure enough, there’s a booth and someone handing out room vouchers.
Mason pays the person, while I struggle to catch my breath and take in the depravity around me. To my left, a girl has oneman thrusting above her, another below her. She looks like she’s in pain, judging by the grimace on her face, but no one stops. To my right, two men are tangled up together and the sounds of their grunts feel like they’re battering the edges of my brain.
