Please wear it to the party tonight.
Colton
She smiled. The Clothing Czar could be quite charming.
After showering, Brigit dressed in the black satin couture gown with the burgundy lace overlay, still hanging in her closet. Since she’d brought no gowns, she had little choice. But as soon as she slipped it on, she felt like a princess.
While smoothing pink gloss over her lips, her phone buzzed.
Ready?Taylor texted.
Yes.
Two minutes later, there was a knock on her door. Brigit stepped into the shadowy hallway and startled at Taylor’s black cat masquerade mask covered in sparkly silver gems.
“Do you need to borrow a mask?”
Brigit’s eyebrows shot up. “You have more than one?” Before Taylor answered, Brigit retrieved hers and returned to the hallway. “Please tie the ribbons.”
Stepping out of the elevator in the Tapestry room, Brigit assumed the party would be teeming with Beltway big shots, but the milling guests didn’t extend beyond the staff. Even as she scanned the masked partygoers, she sensed Colton’s absence. Her libido was fast asleep. No Colton and no silver disco ball dangling from the ceiling. And the dance floor had been removed. Instead, four rows of cushioned folding chairs had been placed in front of a black velvet curtain.What is this? Movie night?
Red moseyed over, her face partially hidden behind an ornate gold mask. Her rich umber gown accentuated her leggy figure.
“When do the guests arrive?” Brigit asked.
Red gave her a cryptic smile. “Just us.”
Masked employees dressed in their best duds tossed back champagne and feasted on fancy hors d’oeuvres. Why would Colton host a party and not invite anyone besides his staff? And where was the masked crusader?
Shane, wearing a Batman mask, appeared with another platter of hors d’oeuvres and more champagne. The bubbly was chilled, crisp and delicious. Over an hour later, as she finished her second glass, the lights flickered. Staff gravitated toward the chairs. Still no Colton.What is going on?
“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.” Vanessa’s voice punched through the sound system. “It’s time for our senses to be aroused, our bodies to be titillated and our minds to be blown. Please be seated and help me welcome Mandy and Tony to Fornication Nation.”
What did she say?
The staff took their seats as the curtain rose to reveal a stage bathed in soft red spotlights. The only item on it was a king bed covered in a fitted crimson sheet with four pillows.
Oh, boy.Taylor tried to guide Brigit forward, but Brigit dug her stilettos into the carpet. She could see plenty standing four feet behind the last row.
“Colton wants you up front,” Taylor whispered.
“Bully for Colton.” That expensive champagne sloshing around in her stomach had suddenly lost its appeal.
Taylor sat in the last row and motioned for Brigit to join her. Holding her ground, Brigit shook her head.
A man dressed in a full-length dark smoking jacket and black mask escorted a woman onto the stage. She wore a red gown and matching stilettos, her face partially concealed behind a red sequined mask. As she faced the audience, the man unzipped her gown and pulled the straps off her shoulders. The dress tumbled to the floor.Clad in only her mask and stilettos, she waited.
Brigit lowered her head, her heart thundering loudly in her ears. It was one thing to go to a club, but Colton brought his fetish home.
Was this his idea of fun on a Friday night? Though she could only see the backs of Mitus’s minions, no one fidgeted in their seats. Did they like this erotic entertainment or were they forced to endure because their controlling boss demanded it?
And then she knew. Colton hadn’t expected her to follow him to his club. She’d stumbled into his erotic world of her own volition. But tonight? Tonight was premeditated. Was this his way of letting her know what to expect? Or was he testing her, watching her reaction from the shadows? Whatever his reasons, she would meet this challenge head-on. Lifting her head, she eyed the nude performer.
Mandy was fair skinned with large breasts and silver-dollar-sized areolas. She had a contoured midriff, meaty hips, ample buttocks and full legs. One beat at a time, Brigit’s heart rate returned to normal. She could do this. Yes, she could.
Tony collected the discarded dress, sauntered into the shadows and returned with a bottle of body oil. Drizzling the liquid into his palm, he fondled her breasts until her nipples hardened. His sensual rubdown continued until her entire body glistened under the red lights. Then, he untied his sash and dropped the robe, revealing dark skin and a hairless, well-defined chest. As she stared at his firm abs, massive erection and body-builder thighs her pulse quickened. Mandy’s turn to coat him in oil until his toned skin glistened beneath the lights.
And then, Colton appeared next to her. The heat radiating off him warmed her body.Don’t look at him. Do. Not. Look.As she peeked through a coating of thick lashes, a jolt of adrenaline ripped through her. Framed by the black masquerade mask, his feral eyes glowed wildly.
