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“They accepted the rejection well.”
“Everyone here does. No means no.”
He slaps me on the back. “Okay, you’ve had enough to drink. Let’s wander.”
The alcohol does have me feeling a little looser, so I follow him with no questions, and then we get to a hall lined with doors leading to private rooms. Some have windows for people to watch. Kas stops in front of one and jerks his head, telling me to look.
Inside, a man fucks a woman from behind while holding onto a chain that’s connected to a leather collar around her throat.
“Damn,” I whisper.
We watch for a few more minutes before moving down the hall.
“These are group rooms,” Kas says, walking inside one.
There are a couple black leather couches alongside two walls, and three large beds taking up the rest of the space. On one couch, a man is riding another man, his hand on his cock as he seeks a release. One of the beds hold two men and one woman while another man watches from nearby.
“That could’ve been us,” Kas whispers into my ear, his breath tickling my flesh. “When you followed me to my hotel room.”
Our eyes meet and we’re frozen in time for several seconds.
“Too bad your girl left you.”
His gaze drops to my mouth briefly before looking up again. “She didn’t leave me and she wasn’t mine.”
“Did you get rid of her when you noticed me following you?” I ask, needing to know.
“Why would I do that?” he questions, his voice a whisper.
The woman with the two men screams when she climaxes, stealing our attention. She climbs off the blond man’s lap, and then the Black guy drops to his knees between the guy’s legs and licks the woman’s juices from his dick. My cock hardens, which I suppose is normal for a place like this, but I fear it’ll never go down if we keep watching people have sex.
“Why did you have a hotel room?” I ask him, trying to get back on track.
“I don’t like people at my house.”
“So anytime you fuck someone, you rent a hotel room?”
“Or I go to theirs.”
“Hmm.”
He watches me for a few seconds, waiting for me to say something else. Maybe he’s waiting for more. When I don’t do anything but gaze back at the men on the couch, he clears his throat. “I’ll be back.”
I don’t have time to ask where he’s going before he’s already out of the room, leaving me leaning against a wall, watching everyone do what I wish I could be doing right now.
It isn’t until I notice one of the workers cleaning the couch that was just used that I even realize Kaspian’s been gone for a little while. I walk out, my head swiveling from side to side, trying to determine which way to go.
I don’t find Kaspian lingering in any other group rooms, and I end up back at the bar, ordering another shot. A couple approaches me, asking where my partner is since it’s couples only night and singles aren’t supposed to be here. I tell them he’s in the bathroom, and they tell me to find them once I have him if we’re interested in some fun.
I ask someone where the bathrooms are, but I don’t find Kas there. Anger starts coursing through my veins along with the liquor. Why would he bring me here just to leave me? We’re not even in town, so it’s not like I can just walk home. We’re an hour away from Soledad Square, and his absence is starting to piss me off.
Traveling back through a hall of private rooms, I make a turn and head to the group room we were in before. Maybe he went back looking for me. When I don’t see him, I storm back through the hall, ready to go outside and call an Uber, but something catches my eye.
Black leather and ink. More specifically, a man decked in black leather pushing up against Kaspian, and his inked arms held above his head against the wall.
I stop and watch.
The man leans in, whispering something in Kaspian’s ear, but he’s blocking his face and I can’t see his reaction. I can’t imagine he’s in this position against his will. Kas wouldn’t let this happen if he didn’t want it to, and like he said earlier, no means no. If he didn’t want this, it wouldn’t be happening, but it is.
