“Watch?”
She grinned. “You’ll see.”
“You’re scaring me. What will I see?”
Leigh laughed. “A lot of naked people having sex.”
I swallowed. What had I done? Why did I agree to go with her? I was a virgin because I was scared of someone finding out that I was gay, and yet I’d agreed to go to some exclusive sex club to … do what? Lose my virginity? Fuck, if I knew. I’d watched porn, got myself off, and used toys, but was I ready for a sex club? I’d never been with a man before. I hadn’t even had my firstrealkiss.
“What if people recognize me?” I asked.
She squeezed my knee. “You’ll recognize people too. That’s why we signed an NDA. Besides, people don’t care.”
I wiped my sweaty palms on my pants. “I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.”
“If you want me to hold your hand, I will. I’ll even hold it while some guy sucks your dick for the first time if that will make you feel better.”
I wasn’t sure if she was making a joke or was being serious. My heart was pounding so hard in my chest it was difficult for me to concentrate on her words. “No guy is going to suck my dick tonight.”
Leigh smirked. “We’ll see. You’re going to have a good time. I promise.”
The limo came to a stop in front of a giant mansion.
Fuck my life, was this really happening?
Walking into the mansion was nothing like I’d imagined.
I had expected the movieEyes Wide Shutwithpeople dressed in robes and standing in a circle wanting to sacrifice me, the virgin. Of course, it wasn’t like that. Sensation had a red-hue instead of normal dimmed lighting, and there were no masked people. I’d walked in on … well, a lot of people fucking.
It was surreal, to say the least.
“Since you don’t want me to hold your hand, will you be okay if I go hook up with someone?” Leigh questioned as we stood in line to grab a drink.
“I … Yeah, of course.” I hesitated because I’d actually not thought about her hooking up with someone. I’d only been thinking of myself, but of course, Leigh would want to participate.
“Are you sure?”
I smiled tightly, trying to show her that I was okay, when, in fact, the thought of being alone at the club terrified me. Porn made everything seem easy and hot, but what if I sucked? What if I was horrible in the bedroom because I’d never done it before? Why did I agree again to come to a sex club when I was so out of my element?
“Yes. If the mood strikes, go for it. Don’t worry about me.”
“Idoworry about you. I have since we were seventeen.”
I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and brought her against my side. “I’m a big boy. I can handle myself.”
Leigh’s hazel eyes widened. “And so is he.”
I turned my gaze in the same direction as her line of sight. My light green stare connected with a tall drink of water. He had long, dirty-blond hair that was up in a messy bun, and a light dusting of a beard—like me. In those few seconds we stared at each other, I wondered what it would feel like to have his mouth wrapped around my dick with my hand in his hair, fisting it as I guided him.
It was hard not to think about sex when everyone around us had sex on the brain.
He started walking toward us, and my heart rate spiked. The line seemed to be taking forever, and I really needed a drink to calm my nerves.
“Oh shit,” Leigh said under her breath.
The guy’s gaze moved to Leigh’s, and I instantly relaxed, thinking that he had to be straight, and I had nothing to worry about. I was so worked up that I’d assumed everyone was at Sensation to fuck anyone no matter their orientation. Men with men, women with women, threesomes, orgies …everythingwas happening around us.
“Hi,” Leigh greeted as the guy stood in line behind me.
